#sorry i didn't answer this right away! i fell asleep while i was thinking on it XD

[lovifie]

The First Morning ☀️

Masterlist — OG Drabble

Boyfriend!Ghost x Chubby!Reader, but they wake up in each other's body.

A.K.A. How Simon would react to waking up in his dear lovie body.

There isn't any freaky accident, no car crash pushing one against the other, no lightning hitting them and melting them together, not a bullet flying hitting the one jumping in front or the other but still going through the both of them. Any of that. 

Simon just got back from deployment, left the guns at the base, told Price he would be back in the morning and went home to you. Took off his boots, took a shower, got into the bed with you, made sweet sweet love to you while cuddling (you being the little spoon) and then fell asleep with you in his arms. 

So there is no reason as to why he can see himself staring back at him from the bathroom door. At first, he thinks he's dead, he got distracted and was unable to outrun the inevitable. But then he realizes he's alive, and he sits up pulling away the covers. He never expected that seeing your naked body would cause him an even remotely negative sensation, but seeing it in first person point of view without further explanation has him jumping off the bed as if that would push him back into his original body. 

“Simon?” A deep voice emerges from his body on the other side of the room, his own voice sounding strange not coming from within himself. He asks your name, weirded out by the higher pitch voice that he manages to get out. 

“I am not dreaming, right? You are seeing your body too, right?” You ask, a bit of shake on your voice so uncharacteristic of the body it is coming out of. 

“No, love. I can also see us in each other body.” He says, leaving a sigh exhale. “C’mere, let's sit down for a second.”

He sits down at the feet of the bed, patting the mattress next to him. He looks at you, and he doesn't have time to say anything before you hit your forehead on the door frame of the bathroom causing you to crouch down grabbing your head. He wonders for a second how you didn't hit it on your way in. 

You whine rubbing your head, and Simon can't help but cringe at the sound leaving his body. “Don't do that…” He says, trying to peel your hands away to check the damage and you whip your head to look at him, brows furrowed offended by his words. “Well, I'm sorry for cracking my head open, Simon.”

He sighs, rubbing his face. “I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just fucking weird to see myself like that.” He says, and when he takes his hands away from his face he sees you looking at his chest, well, your original body chest. “It's that how much my boobs move when I talk?” You ask, frankly surprised by the amount of movement.

“Love, I know your boobs are hypnotic, but let's focus.” He says, covering his chest with his hands. You quickly nod, coming back to your senses and stand up, once at your full size you look down at Simon, who is still crouching down staring between your legs. He looks up, a little terrified expression on his face when he makes eye contact with you. He stands up without saying anything, but you have just earned yourself another kind of respect from Simon, because if he had to affront somebody his size while being yours, he would be terrified. 

He looks at the time on his phone and says: “I need to leave in 40 minutes to make it on time at the base.”

“I'll send a message to the office that I need to work from home for a couple of days, it'll be okay.” You answer, picking up your own phone to send said message. 

“Perfect, we both going to the base then. We'll explain everything to the Captain, I don't think he'll be able to help but there is no point in hiding it, it wouldn't work.” He says, opening your closet to find clothes 

“Wait… I'm going to meet your team?” You ask, surprised because Simon has always told you that he didn't want to expose you either to the military or his own team, justifying as it being too risky for your own safety. He sighs turning to look at you and nods. “Yeah, it's not ideal and I would have very much rather introduce you to them with you on your own body but I guess this is how we are doing it now. Get dressed, doll.”

Each of you begins to walk to your closet, only to stop once you reach it and turn around to walk to the other one. Picking up the clothes for Simon is easy, his uniform is always ready just as you open the door. You pick up a pair of knickers from his drawer, and frown when you see there is a hole in it. You pick up another one, only to find the same hole. “Simon.” You call him, getting a hum as a response that he is listening. “Why is all your underwear ripped?”

“What?” He asks, turning around to figure out what you are talking about. When he sees it on your hand, he chuckles before explaining. “That's not ripped, is on purpose, to get your dick out to pee without taking them off.”

There is a beat of silence before you ask. “I beg you pardon?” Simon laughs at your reaction and says. “Put them on, then try what I told you.”

You hold a hand up, letting Simon know to wait and you put the underwear on. You peek through the hole in the underwear and realise it is at the perfect height to get your new dick out. And it is then that you realise: “Wait… I can pee standing up!” You exclaim looking at him like you just discovered a new continent. Simon nods at you smiling softly when he sees you walk to the bathroom. “Watch your head.” You managed to avoid the hit in the last second thanks to him, and raise the toilet lid. 

Simon walks behind you, crossing his arms when he sees you crouching down on the toilet. “What are you doing? Stand up!” He says confused.

“I don't want to pee out!” You say back, still in an awkward position. You hear him chuckle again and then you feel a stinging slap on your ass cheek causing you to move your hips forward away from his hand. “Simon!” 

His hands find their way to your hips and move your hands to his dick to pee inside the toilet. “See? Not so hard right?” He says walking back to wash his hands and face, and then looks back at you when he sees a weird movement on the corner of his eyes. “What are you doing?” 

“Nothing.” You say a bit too quickly and turn around, an obvious half-boner on your crotch. Simon sighs, half laughing at the way you act as if there is nothing wrong.

“Lovie.” He says walking up to him, holding your hands. “I'm gonna need you to keep your mind clear, all right? Nothing nasty is that little head of yours, all right?”

“Simon.” You say, holding back his hands. “I'll try my best… but I can't promise anything.” 

You kiss his forehead, before walking back to the room, barely hitting your head again and walk to your closet. Pulling clothes out for Simon, pitying his own style of clothing and choosing some of your more tame clothes. A pair of straight black jeans, a white undershirt and a grey jersey; Simon shows his gratitude towards your choice with a quick nod before getting dressed. Before he puts the shirt over his head you are quick to throw your bra at him: “Put it on, Simon. I'm not meeting your boss with my nipples saying hi before me.” He groans, as if it was a daily occurrence and you quickly put on the rest of the clothes. 

You turn around when you are ready and chuckle when you hear Simon complain under his breath about the bra stabbing him. He puts the rest of the clothes on and turns to you, checking for your approval and you nod at him smiling. You walk into the bathroom to pick up the brush and come back, sitting on the bed and asking him to step between your legs to brush your hair. 

You do a braid on your hair, keeping the hair from his face and smile at him when he looks at you. He sighs and picks up his mask from his nightstand. “Try it on, alright? If it suffocates you or something, take it off; but if you don't mind I would like it a lot if you keep it on.”

You nod, and help him put it on without twisting an ear. You readjust it and take a couple of deep breaths to test it, you look at him and shroud your shoulder. “Fine for now, I'll tell if I start to feel like I'm dying.” 

You stay looking at each other for a second broken by your voice “We should be a lot more panicked than we are, right?”

“Yeah, probably.” He says resting his hand on your shoulder as yours finds his way to the back of his knees. “But it's still us, so. It's just us, like always.”

Once the both of you are dressed and ready for the day, the both of you walk out to his car. You enter the copilot seat, hitting your head on the way in but starting to get used at this point. Simon enters the driver seat, looking confused when he can’t reach either the pedals or the wheels. He moves the seat to the front, and looks at you: “This is how close you need to move the seat to drive? If you ever get in a crash you are out before you see the other car, love.”

[https-milo]

Would u mind doing a tamaki amajiki Instagram

my glorious anxious king, yesyesyeysyesy!

DATING TAMAKI AMAJIKI INSTAGRAM!

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instagram posts w/ comments while dating Tamaki Amajiki

sunnysidey/n · 15w

1.5k likes Liked by suneater, lemirio, nejirechan

sunnysidey/n me and my fave went to a butterfly garden!! Tamaki my goat (or like octopus, clam, chicken - he's never eaten a goat (I don't think))

Tagged: suneater

suneater it was so fun. it was quiet too. also I've never eaten a goat... sunnysidey/n suneater GAH IKR! It was such a cute little gardennnn ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ I wanted to fall asleep! And I hope you haven't eaten a goat (´∇｀) suneater sunnysidey/n well if you fell asleep, id have to wake you up and you don't usually wake up right away... so we would've been late to fatgum's agency... so I'm glad you stayed away lemirio suneater HMMMMMMM maybeeee its because you liked talking to herrrrrr ★⌒ヽ( ͡° ε ͡°) suneater lemirio well uh you know... sunnysidey/n suneater don't worry, tama!! everyone likes talking to me so obviously!! >3< nejirechan suneater DMSDMSDMSDMS

lemirio Lets gooo!! Tamaki was telling me all about it! He was so excited to take you! sunnysidey/n lemirio I was so excited to go!! Tama is so fun to be around! (´｡✪ω✪｡｀)

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lemirio replied to your story: 😏😏😏

sunnysidey/n: he's still gonna deny my attraction 😞😞

nejirechan replied to your story: hmm i wonder who this is about!! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و

sunnysidey/n: sighhhh we'll never know ✧٩(•́⌄•́๑)و ✧

suneater replied to your story: !!!

suneater: uh who is this about?

suneater: sorry you probably dont want me to know

suneater: I wouldnt want me to know

suneater just forget I said anything

sunnysidey/n: tamaaa what did I say about that (╥_╥)

sunnysidey/n: you can talk to me about anything, and you *dont* need to apologize!! ٩(●ᴗ●)۶

suneater: ok im sorry

sunnysidey/n: -_-

sunnysidey/n: anyways! To answer your question; I think you know who I'm talking about (we're in the same class, after all) you've just gotta admit it to yourself ¯\_(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)_/¯

suneater: ok...

suneater: im not ready for that yet

sunnysidey/n: i know tama! dont worry (っ´▽｀)っ

suneater: (.づ◡﹏◡)づ ⊂(・▽・⊂) sunnysidey/n reacted "❤️" to this message

sunnysidey/n: AHHH ITS LITERALLY US!!

sunnysidey/n · 12w

2.1k likes Liked by lemirio, yuyu.haya, nejirechan, suneater

sunnysidey/n being 18 means we can buy fireworks whenever(▀U ▀-͠) happy random day of school guys!!

Tagged: suneater, yuyu.haya, lemirio, nejirechan

nejirechan the way amajiki is looking at your sparkler in worry ♥(ˆ⌣ˆԅ) sunnysidey/n nejirechan he does have an anxiety disorder, but I can totally be delusional and think he was looking out for me!! ( ˘ ³˘)♥ suneater sunnysidey/n but I was worried... what if it got in your hair? sunnysidey/n suneater UBIUBREIBVLKSDBLIVUHJB sunnysidey/n suneater I mean!! thanks!! <3 lemirio sunnysidey/n he just blushed and put his face in the wall( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

yuyu.haya me you and nejire need to hang out more. it was super fun being with you today nejirechan yuyu.haya OOOO SHOPPING TRIP SOON?? sunnysidey/n nejirechan IM SO DOWN!! TEHEHEH (≧◡≦)

suneater it was so fun. i'm glad you didn't catch on fire sunnysidey/n suneater did you doubt me o(╥﹏╥) suneater sunnysidey/n only a little. you can be forgetful. I was worried you'd forget it was in your hand then scratch your head T_T sunnysidey/n suneater well then I'm glad you were looking out for me <3

suneater · 8w

302 likes Liked by sunnysidey/n, nejirechan, lemirio

suneater y/n just... barged into my room and is making me watch her favorite movies while she pauses every few seconds to analyze the scene (this is our third movie)

sunnysidey/n YOU?? POSTED?? ME?? OH MY GOSH. YOUR FIRST POST IN TWO YEARS AND ITS ME??? suneater sunnysidey/n well, you're the one who's hanging out with me right now. I thought this was worth posting. sorry if thats weird. I'll go home. sunnysidey/n suneater NO SHHHHH ofc its okay!! Im overjoyed rn!! and you cant go home, i'm in your home =^ v ^=

sunnysidey/n no one else listens to me yap like you. mirio always has his own opinions he wants to say, and Nejire changes the subject SOOOO fast. You just listen (＾ω＾)人(＾ω＾) suneater sunnysidey/n i'm glad you like talking to me lemirio sunnysidey/n thats cute and all, but why are we catching strays -_- sunnysidey/n lemirio IM SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO LIKE INSULT YOU TWO, I WAS JUST SAYING!! I LOVE YOU BOTH VERY VERY VERY MUCH, YOU AND NEJIRE ARE VERY MUCH MY BEST FRIENDS TOO!

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You replied to suneater's story: ≧⁰,⁰≦

sunnysidey/n: are you ready?

suneater: i think so...

suneater: im nervous, like more nervous than usual

sunnysidey/n: oh its okay!! i'm super nervous too

sunnysidey/n: we can be nervous together

suneater: okay... can you go first?

sunnysidey/n: ofc

sunnysidey/n: I've liked you since our first year. you just came into my life so naturally I couldn't help it. At first I wanted to tell you right away, but I knew you'd panic and I didn't want to upset you in any way. So I waited and waited until it felt like it was going away, but I guess it never did. I reallyyyyyy like you, Tama.

sunnysidey/n: but are you ready to like me?

suneater: um I've liked you since the autumn semester of our second year... the day you stayed behind with me while everyone went and watched a horror movie because I was too scared. Even though it was a rerun of your favorite... I was so scared to ruin what we had so I didn't say anything.

suneater: this is so embarrassing...

sunnysidey/n: nothing to be embarrassed of ✧٩(•́⌄•́๑)و ✧

suneater: you knew I liked you, but you never outright said it... why?

sunnysidey/n: i didn't wanna make you anxious :]

sunnysidey/n: i wanted you to be ready and not have a forced hand in admitting your feelings for me. buttt i couldn't stop myself from posting and admiring you ( ˘ ³˘)♥

suneater: you're effortlessly make me happy without even knowing it... you're so special to me, n/n sunnysidey/n reacted "❤️" to this message

suneater: will you be my girlfriend?

sunnysidey/n: obviously!! <33

suneater: <3

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incase I lost the plot: Y/n liked Tamaki first, Y/n knew Tamaki liked her back but didn't say anything, Tamaki knew Y/n liked him but was nervous so he didn't say anything.

alsooo y/n's quirk in this is smth to do with eggs i guess, hence the "sunny side" (cause yk a sunny side up egg) ((im so creative))

[mytheoristavenue]

MHA Mezo Shoji x Reader - Make Believe - VII

Summary: You ask Shoji to pretend to be your boyfriend for a dinner with your parents.

Warnings: mutual pining, fake dating trope, only one bed trope, nsfw, virgin!reader, virgin!Shoji, use of his quirk, mentions of scars, size difference, mentions of oral (fem receiving), heavy petting, angst, fluff

The night hours began to tick by as tried to wind down, doom scrolling on your phone. Every so often, your eyes would flick to the floor to the left of your bed- or more specifically, Shoji, still naked from the waist up, save for his mask. He laid on his back, having laid out his towel to rest on, also on his phone. You couldn't help but steal glances at his bare form, though it made you feel incredibly perverted. Your breath would hitch nearly every time he shifted, thinking he'd caught you for sure this time. He stayed none the wiser.

"Think I'll probably get some rest soon," he eventually said sitting up and stretching his muscles, twisting and popping his back. "Got maybe a blanket and pillow I can borrow?"

"Shoji..." your eyes softened at him, but you turned your gaze away before your words could capture his attention. "I'm not actually gonna make you sleep on the floor..."

"It was my idea, you aren't making me do anything." He persisted. "It's fine, really."

"Let me rephrase," you sighed, crossing your arms stubbornly. "I'm not going to let you sleep on the floor." You flashed a momentary smile, before realizing he was staring back and you glanced back at the wall, patting the spot beside you as you scooted over. "Get up here."

"I'm seriously good, (Y/N)," Shoji insisted, shaking his head. "The floor's actually pretty comfortable," he lied. "And if you don't have bedding to spare, I'll survive."

"Shoji," you warned, shooting him a glare. "Don't make me say it again." Sighing and giving in, he picked himself up off the floor, dusting himself off and scooping up the towel before draping it over the footboard. Hesitantly, he sat on the bed, legs still dangling. "Get under the covers, you'll weigh them down if you sleep on top." You said, swallowing at the way his body heat tickled your skin. Bashfully, he did so, lifting up the quilt and shimmying under it.

"Now, I think we should set some ground rules," you continued, trying not to let the lamp light show your red cheeks. "No cuddling, no touching, we sleep back to back, got it?"

"Right," he agreed, nodding and swallowing hard. "It'd be weird if that happened, considering we're not really dating."

"Yeah," you replied halfheartedly, rolling over as he did the same. You couldn't help but blush at the sensation of his bare spine against your clothed one. For a moment, you wondered if he'd notice if you lifted your shirt to feel his skin on yours. You promptly shook the idea out of your head when you noticed him trembling, lying stick straight.

"Shoji, is everything alright?" you asked, concerned, rolling back over and propping yourself up on an elbow.

"Yeah," he answers sheepishly. "It's kinda embarrassing." He chuckled.

"Tell me," you pressed, laying a hand on his forearm to see over his hulking form.

"My left arms fell asleep." he laughed nervously. "I'm not really used to sleeping on my side, I can usually only get comfortable sleeping on my back with my arms stretched out." He explains awkwardly. "I'm sure it'll be fine, though. If I get too uncomfortable, I'll go back to laying on the floor."

You felt terrible, you were so focused on your own comfort, that you forgot to take into account his. Of course, he wouldn't be able to sleep with his back to you, having three arms to lay on. "I'm so sorry, Shoji! I didn't even consider how your quirk must make mundane things difficult for you!" you worried, pawwing at his arm as he sat up with you. "I didn't mean to be so selfish!"

He waved you off, sctraching the back of his head, while trying not to fluster at your touch. "It's really okay, I totally understand. I guess I'm just built different," he laughed. "Literally."

"Maybe we should cuddle..." you suggested almost silently, twiddling your thumbs and staring at your lap.

"Hmm?" he hummed questioningly, glancing over and tilting his head.

"I-If we cuddle," you continued bashfully. "You can lay on your back and stretch out your arms, and I can lay on one of them." You explained. "Otherwise I could sleep with my head near your feet but..."

"Yeah let's not do that," Shoji joked. "But if you wanna cuddle we can..."

"I-it doesn't count though, it's not real, remember?" You said, more to reassure yourself than him.

"Right," he nodded, laying back as you pulled the cover back up. Once he was fully stretched out, you began to get comfy, snuggling up to his side. His top arms rested behind his head, his middle right supported yours, and middle left rested on his stomach along with bottom middle. The last one- the bottom left, snaked around your waist as his eyes fluttered shut, pulling you a bit closer with hand resting on your hip. Shoji could feel you become rigid under his fingertips, eyes snapping open and removing his hand. "S-Sorry, I-"

"I-It's okay," you interupted. "You can put it back..." To your relief, his hand crept back up to where it was before.

"This okay...?" he asked reluctantly, thumb ghosting circles over your pajama bottoms. You hummed in response with a nod. "Good," he replied sleepily. "I want you to feel good." Your head darted up to look at him, face entirely red. "I-I didn't mean anything weird! I mean like comfortable! I-i wanted to make sure you were comfrotable!"

Secretly, Shoji did want to make you feel good. Though it'd kill him to admit it, he was head over heels for you and was a victim to every emotion that came with that. Even the ones that left him pawing at himself in the dead of night, your name in whispers on the air around him. It was true that he had fallen for your kindness, power, and reckless care for others, but your evey thought left static on his skin.

It didn't help matters that you did not possess a single phyhsical attribute that Shoji disliked. He'd never consider himself as having a type, but if he did, you'd be the spitting image of it, and ervery good look he got at you reduced him to jelly. That's what landed him in this mess in the first place, an hour from home in borrowed clothes with a harsh sentance of detnetion surely awaiting his return. All you had to do was flash him that sugary sweet smile and bat your lashes and he was doomed.

"This is nice..." your voice shattered his thoughts and his attention returned to the present. "I wnder if it'll feel this nice when get to do it for real with someone."

A part of him wanted to lie and tell you it wouldn't feel nice with anyoen but him, irritated at the thought of someone else holding you, but he knew it'd be wrong. In the end, he compromised. "It probably will," she said sheepishly. "But one of the best parts of my quirk if that I give good hugs so..."

"You do give the best hugs..." you confirimed, voice tired and threatening to drift off.

"You know, if you ever want more hugs form me..." he trailed, unsure what he even planned to say. "Just ask..."

"As much as I love your hugs, Sho," you yawned, too lazy to even finish the last syllable of his name. "Think we should maybe spend some time apart when we get back."

Your noncahalant attitude about suggesting the two of you take a break from one another made his blood run cold and he couldn't keep his composure. "W-Why? Why would you want that?"

Your gaze shifted up to him questioningly. You'd hardly ever seen Shoji had strong emotions about anything so it unnerved you that he'd been so on edge all night. "What's with you?" you asked, perhaps a bit more accusitorily than you had to."

"What's with me?" He said, taken aback and confinscating his grasp on your hip, though if it was meant to be some sort of punishment or not, he couldn't decide. "What's with you?"

"Me?" You retorted, sitting up fully, officially offended.

"Yeah, you." He sassed back, also sitting up, towering over you, even hunched. "What, you just wanna go home and not be friends anymore or something? You know, for a fake relationship, this kinda sounds like a break up."

"A break up?!" you shouted in a hushed tone, so as not to wake your parents. "Shoji, we're not together! I just meant that someone has already probably started a rumor about us being gone together, if we cool it on spending time together, it might go away quicker!"

Swallowing hard, realizing he gravely misunderstood your intention, but still hurt, Shoji swung his legs over the edge of the bed, back facing you. "I still don't understand why you think I'd want that..." he trailed quietly, demeanor suddenly even tamer than usual.

"You wouldn't wanna nip a rumor that we were dating in the bud?" You asked skeptically. "You know how our classmates are, Shoji. We'd never hear the end of it."

"Not if it weren't a rumor..." he half confessed, peaking over his shoulder at you before glancing away.

You were befuddled and terribly confused. "What do you mean by that?"

He man sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You drive me insane, you cannot possibly be this dense." His words cut you deeply, but you had no time to confront him as a pair of disembodied lips slithered over to you, doing the talking for his. "If you're embarrassed to be seen with me, you can just say that." He snapped, arms all crossed, save for the one that was tearing into you at the moment.

"S-Shoji, why would you think that?" you sstuttered out, tears welling in your eyes.

"Because at this point, you're the only one that this isn't real for. It's real to me, okay? "He sounded exhausted, voice hoarse anbd cracking with raw emotion. "You can't pretend not to know how I feel about you, it's so obvious."

You gulped, confused with heart racing. "Let's say for a moment that I don't..." you prod, hoping he'd shed light on things. An exhaserbated sigh came from him as he turned around to face you, dark and typically cold eyes glossy and over flowing with emotion.

"I'm obsessessed with you, (Y/N)." He stated, voice ragged like he'd run a marathon. "I'm head over heels for you and I always have been!"

"S-Shoji, I-" He didn't even give you a moment to respond, yanking his mask down in a fit of desperation, and crawling across the bed ot you, pressing his naked lips you yours at long last. You froze against him, rigid and unsure of what to do. Shoji had always been the special person you wanted to share your firsts with, but if you kissed him back this time, it would make it your first official kiss- was it the right time? The right place? Could you replay this moment forever in your head and feel fuzzy everytimne from it?

Reguardless, your body betrayed your rational thought, throat releasing a starved whimper as your lips smooshed against his with almost the same amount of need that he displayed. Eyes fluttering open, you were met with an unfirmiliar sight as you parted from him, panting. He did this same, catching his breath as he rested his forehead against yours, tension from hiding his feelings finally releasing with his exhale.

"I-I've never..." you began, stare glued to the bottom of his face. "I-I've never...seeen you without your mask before..." I admit quietly. Shoji's eyes blew wide as seperated from you the same way he had in the kitchen earlier, this time slapping a thick hand over his lips. He turned his back on you again, cursing himself for being so impulsive, all the while fumbling to stretch the fabric back over his chin.

Your hand found his forearm and you crawled closer hoping to comfort him. "I-I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me." he stressed, wrestling his mask back on. "Fucking thing..." he muttered angrily.

"M-Mezo..." You murmured, hoping the sound of his given name would catch his attention. Luckily for you, it did. He froze, still facing the wall for fear of being perceived by you.

"Y-Yeah...?"

"Let me see you..." you plead, trying to pry him towards you, hands on his biceps.

"I-I can't," he mumbled, shrinking into himself. "You'll think I'm a freak, I-"

"Mezo," you said again, more sternly this time. "Please? How am I supposed to kiss lips I've never seen?" The idea of you wanting to kiss him again seemed to spark hope in him, but it wasn't quite enough to fully chip away at his conviction.

"You'll never want to kiss me again if you saw what I looked like." He argued weakly, fingers grazing over his face.

"I'm willing to take that risk." you reassured only to be met with a swift:

"Well, I'm not."

Sighing, you stood up, creeping over to his side of the bed, standing in front of him, looking as if he were holding his face together in his hands. Gently, you took him by the wrists, prying the modesty away form his features. Hesitently, he let you, looking up at you as if he were a child trusting you to fix a beloved toy.

Once you had him unveiled, your heart skipped a beat and your breath hitched. His lips were wide, wider than that of a typical looking person, forming what you'd imagined would be the biggest, most dazling smile. Decorating his lips was a myriad of scars, though you couldn't possibly guess what could have cause them and you didn't intend on asking. You gingerly ran the pad of your thumb over a few, noting that they were deep and raised. Lastly, teeth, you noticed, were perfectly straight and ivory white and even though there was hardly a soul alive that had seen them, it was obvious that Shoji took great pride in his oral hygeine.

"Say something..." he begged and you watched his lips move, entraced in his appearance.

"Mezo..." There was his name again, sending chills down his spine with the airy way it fell out of your mouth. "You're so beautiful..." you said, unblinking, admiration not wavering in the slightest.

He had half a mind to come up with some smart alick remark, but he hadn't the time as he felt your lips brush across his, pressence ghostly and barely there. A part of him still longed for the comfort and modesty of his mask, but he was putty in your hands and he knew it, there was no way he was getting away from you so easily after everything he'd said.

"T-Thank you..." he choked out between kisses so delicate they could hardly be called such at all.

"I know nothing could ever make you feel confident in your looks after what you've endured that lead you to hide it but for what it's worth," You soothed, still standing between his legs cradling his head in your hands as he sat in front of you. "You really are just so pretty, Sho..."

It was as if that word made something inside him snap, jumping up, towering over you and pinning you to the wall opposite him. His lips instantly found yours in a needy kiss as his arms scooped you up. "C'mere," he muttered against your mouth as a second pair of lips brushed against your nape, lost in your hair as it peppered kisses on the back of your neck.

"M-Mezo..." you whimpered between hungry kisses, writhing in his grasp.

"This is all your fault..." he sighed against you, not letting go of your kiss for anything. "I told you, you drive me insane," You couldn't help but let your head fall to the side as you moaned, giving his second mouth more real estate on your throat. "Now I'm all riled up and I can't contain myself..."

You had never in a million years imagined the words he was blessing you with. Sure, you'd fantasized about him in a sexual way, but you never pegged him for the verbal type, yet here he was. He'd always somehow had a knack for making you blush but with the way he spoke to you, so deserate, yet stern at the same time made your knees weak as they buckled from beneath you.

"Careful there, baby," he cooed, catching you, reflexes sharper than ever. "Don't think I'm gonna go easy on you just because you can't stay standing." You didn't even have it in your to respond with proper words, simply groaning in his grasp. "What's the matter, baby?" He whispered, breath ragged against your face.

"M-Mezo..." you sighed, back threatening to slide down the wall if he weren't supporting you.

"I hear you," he grinned wickedly, pivoting backwards and laying you on the bed, looming over you. "Loud and clear." He studied your form, button up pajama shirt lifted up on your tummy, pink frilly duvet puffed around you. "Just let me take care of you, I've waited so damn long for this."

As soon as you nodded with permission, several pairs of disembodied lips descended upon you, sticking kisses to any exposed flesh they could find. One pair tickled your stomach with ghostly brushes, but never dared to ask for more real estate to work with. He wanted to give you the control, let you decide when and what you show him.

"Your skin's so soft," he murmured against it, though you were unsure where the voice had come from. "Can't wait to have it in my teeth."

His words flustered you infinitely further, nerves puppetting your arms up to sheild your face with your palms. "M-Mezo..." You whined again, unable to form little more than his name.

"I'm here," he replied, grounding you back into the moment as you zeroed in on where the words came from- his true mouth, above you, watching your writhe beneathe him. "Not going anywhere, I swear."

Your hands wiped down your face and sunk below your jawline, resting on your throat for a moment. You watched as he smirked, pearly teeth glistining in the moonlight that peeked through the window. "I'm afraid your gonna have to be patient if you want me to choke you," he teased, knowing well that that wasn't want was on your mind- well it was now, at least. "You'll get everything you want, I promise, just be patient for me, baby." He leaned back letting his lips press against your forehead.

"D-Don't patronize me..." you finally said, pouting as your fingers trailed beyond your collarbone and landed on the top button of your shirt.

"Oh, baby," he cooed, softening on his playfulness, realizing you were willing to share something special with him. "Do you wanna show me something?" You very timidly nodded before glancing to your right, embarrassed and having second thoughts already. That was until be began to dote on you, sealing your fate. "You're so generous, willing to share your body with me..." he sighed, lowering to his knees, still hovering over you, while scopping you up in his clamshell of an embrace. "I'll make sure to cherish it, however much or little you decide to give."

His words pulled on the strings of your desire, making you want to immediately strip fully, donating yourself to him, but you resisted. Trembling, your fingers worked your top button, spurred on by the gasp that escped his lips when the two sides of the attachment laid seperate against your sternum. One by one, they all came undone until your chest and stomach were one collumn of plush skin, framed by patterned cotton on either side. Your ribs heaved, rising and falling with anticipation for his reaction.

Shoji stared down at you with all the admiration of a devoted follower praying to a holy relic. He studied the way shadows and hightlights danced across your newly unvieled skin. "Say something..." you begged, just like he had earlier. "D-Don't just stare..."

"Theres nothing I could possibly say," he replied, making your heart sink, arms insticutally rising to protect your modesty. To your shock, your wrists were instantly pinned to either side of your head. "Don't hide from me, I wasn't finished." He warned softly, thumbs grazing over the veins that ran down your wrists. "Theres no words that could possibly begin to describe how you look right now but..." he paused, head dipping down to lay kisses on your ribs. "I'd die a happy man if I could spend the rest of my life staring at you until I could make some up."

You had never expected Shoji to be so elloquent. Everything he said or did made you feel like the only girl on the entire planet, you felt increadibly special here beneathe him. Your thoughts of his articulation, however, were shattered by the sensation of a long wet tongue slobbering a stripe from your belly button upwards, hooking under your right breast, tickling you in a terribly lewd manner. Your breath hitched and no amount of self control could have ever stifled the embarrasing moan that slipped into the air. "Me-Mezo!" You cried, overstimulated tears pricking your screwed shut eyes.

You could feel him chuckle against your skin as he sloppily made out with the crevice under your breast, teeth nashing against the curvature of it where most of the weight rested. To him, it was heaven or better, having your still partially obscured tit resting against his face, supple skin under his tongue. "Mezo..." you crooned, craning your neck upward, fruitlessly trying to find his gaze. "T-Touch them..." you granted permission, only to have him refuse your request, chuckling darkly.

"You gotta take it off for me if you want more than this," he teased, nuzzled into your ribcage. "I'm only workin' with what you give me, baby. Ball's in your court." With that, you promptly wiggled out of your shirt, tossing it in a direction you didnt care to look for, before laying back down, blushing at the way he ogled you as your breasts settled against your chest. "Shit..." his breath hitched as he stared hungrily at your nake torso.

"T-Touch me, please, Mezo?" you plead, batting your lashes up at him. His hands were on you in an instant- all of them. Fingers gripped your hips, carressed your ribs, kneaded your tits, touched you everywhere all at once. The delicious and foriegn stimuli overwhelmed your senses immediately, extracting strings of vulgarity from your vocal chords. Shoji revelled in your songs, eyes half lidded and full of desire as his digits tickled you in the best ways.

"Like that, pretty thing? Like my fuckin' hands all over you?" He smirked, drunk on the moment as his fists closed around any flesh they could find.

"Y-Yes, God, yes!" you cried, squirming under him, only to have him press a firm hand to your sternum to hold you still.

"Stop fucking moving," he commanded with an arroused and cracked laugh. "Let me look at you, baby." You froze at his words, desperate to do anything to get him to shower you in praise again. "Shit, so pretty..." he cooed, dipping down to trail kisses down your chest and tummy before two extra mouths appeared from the hands that girpped you moments ago. Before you had time to question, you gasped, back arched like a cat as you felt tongues and teeth enclose on your nipples simultateously.

"F-Fuck..!" you hissed, throwing your head back as tears bricked your eyes. "M-Mezo!"

"I know baby," he hushed, ghosting his lips over your gaped mouth, pressing a kiss to your bottom lip. "Shhhh, just relax, baby, let me suck on these pretty tits..." He soothed as your mind began to melt fromall the new feelings you were experiencing.

Your lip quivered as he continued to pepper it with kiss as he felt you up. For a moment, you elevted to suck it between your jaws, only to be stopped by Shoji. "Ah ah, better not..." he cooed, taking it into his teeth, nipping at it softly and pulling it towards him, chuckling darkly all the while.

The action sent chills down you spine and you began to wonder if he'd down this before. "M-Mezo...h-have..." you trail off, not only unsure if it was a question you wanted answered but also if you could form the words at all.

"Hmm?" He hummed in response, paying you hardly any mond as his kisses began to trail down your throat.

"H-Have you ever..." You began, only to be interupted.

"Never, you're my first, baby." He stated with reassuring firmness. "Never wanted anyone else, you should know better than that."

"I-I thought so..." you sighed, secretly relieved.

"That a problem, princess?" he murmured from the crook of your neck before draggin his tongue from your shoulder to your earlobe, which he nibbled when he reached it, pulling a sob from you.

"N-No!" you cried in an embarrasingly obsene manner. "Y-You just seem to know- ah!" You shuddered at his teeth on your ear. "J-Just what to do..."

"Thanks, baby," he smirked, hot breath in your ear as he spoke. "Unfortunately, I'm just a big pervert," he admitted in a low grumble, making you weak. "Read too much porn, ya know?"

"S-Shoji!" you shrieked, face heating infinitely further.

"What was that, princess?" he laughed, fingers crawling up to your throat as his fist closed around it increadibly gently. "Last name basis with my mouths on your tits? Cold..."

You thought you should pinch yourself. This had to be some sort of wet dream. You'd pinch yourself and wake up in your dorm, sweating with sticky thighs. None of this could be real. Your Shoji- a perv? A porn addict? No, it couldn't be possible. He was such a gentleman! He was kind and noble...and he currently had his hand around your delicate little throat.

"M-Mezo..." you corrected yourself. "I don't believe that..." You confessed shyly. "I can't, you're not a creep like that..."

"Oh, you're so wrong there," he cooed, his hips grinding against yours as he left bruises all over your shoulder and neck. "I'm a huge creep, for you specifially..."

Your head coninued to spin at his words, curious lust bubbling inside your tummy. "W-What...kind do you like?" You asked, barely above a whisper, wanting to take an interest in his desires.

"Of porn?" He asks, chuckling lightly as he raises back up to look at you. "Tentacle stuff, mostly." He admitted with a smirk. "Kinda obvious, I'd think. Just love the idea of taking someone from all different angles..." As if to prove his point, one of his spare hands left your skin, slitherng down your body, easing up as it reached your crotch, ghosting over your heat. "You want me to touch you, baby?"

"M-Mhm..." you nodded, mind plague with the image of Shoji in his room, in the dead of night, fucking into his fist, reading hentai of things that look like him desimating girls that look like you. Once again, he brings you back to the present with the sensation of a tongue pressed against your pajama shorts. Gasping, you tense beneath him, virgin body unaccustomed to the new feeling. "A-Ah!"

"Like that, pretty girl?" he asked, voice muffled as they moved against the fabric to talk..

"Y-You don't have to use that mouth to talk..." you pout, squirming under the cage that was his body.

"I know I don't," he replied, chuckling against you, the vibration making you cry out. "But it's so fun to see you wiggle around..."

"D-Don't toy with me, Sho..." you pout, looking up at him with sugary tears in your eyes. "Take 'em off..."

Unseen fingers hook around the hips of your shorts, threatening to inch them down before they halted, pulling them back up even m,ore securely with a gentle pat. "Nah, don't think you're ready." He teassed. "I know I'm a rookie at this stuff, but from what I've read, you're supposed to be begging me to eat this pretty cunt, and you're not so..."

You wanted to smack him, punch him, scold him for talking down to you as you shrunk into yourself. Reguardless, your need for him betrayed your pride. "P-Please...?" you choke out, humiliated tears threatening to spill down your red cheeks.

"Please what?" he grinned, eyeing you mischeviously.

"P-Please...eat me..."

"Eat you? Baby, thats called cannibalism and it's illegal in Japan." He responded, chuckling at your flustered frustration. Suddenly, to his suprise and delight, you reached forward, running your fingers through his tusseled, silvery hair, collecting fistfuls of it, before shoving his face between your legs.

"M-Mezo, just eat my pussy already, please!" You wept, unable to take anymore of his teasing. The look he gave in response would have sent you into cardiate arrest as his eyes darkened with desire. You jumped at the feeling of his teeth nicking your clit as the pulled the soiled fabric away.

"Don't have to tell me twice..."

[elsaellaelys]

Queen Conch

summary: bestfriend!JJ sitting outside Y/N's bath, taking care of her while she's sick.

pairing: bestfriend!JJ Maybank x bestfriend!fem reader

'I was too lazy to count' words

a/n: is a short one. hope y'all like 3>

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JJ arrived Y/N's house happily, patting the shell he saved in his pocket just to make sure it was still whole, he brought it to complete her collection and so she could listen to the sea till she fell asleep like she always do, but the sounds of pain groans coming from the bathroom put a concern expression on his face, setting down the shell and his keys, he makes his way to follow the cries.

"Hey, Y/N, whats wrong?" he asks, kneeling next to her on the bathroom floor. She whines in answer, leaning her head on his chest like the clingy ill she is. "Come on, tell me what's wrong so I can do something."

"I was painting my book's shelf, the paint smell so bad, now my head hurts." she tells, closing her eyes and sighing to soothe the pain.

"Why you didn't used a mask?" JJ asked the obvious, his hands run through her hair slowly. She looked so small in his arms, he thought about telling her how he wished to put her in his pocket, but it sounded weird even in his thoughts.

"I didn't think it'd hurt so..." She leaned over the toiled, spilling her guts. JJ frowed, disgusted, but hold her hair back, one of his hands caressing circles in her back, he pouted, feeling sorry for her, feeling the need to care for her like a child.

"I'll run you a bath, come on." He said, standing up and turning on the bath faucet. Y/N flushed the toilet, leaning against the closet seat, she watched him furrowing his eyebrows at the soap bottles as to try to decide which was the right one. "You won't like this with... Patchihouly?"

"Patchouli." She giggles softly, her brain pounding against her skull "Urgh, just drop anything there."

"Right, right." he poured the soap on the water, bubbles filling the bath. "Get in." he turned around while she took off her robe, open the door to head out and give her privacy.

"You're not staying?" she whines inside the bathtub. He turns around, careful to not look to any place he shouldn't.

"Uhm..." He chuckles "Do you think that's a good idea?"

"Don't be silly. I just don't wanna be alone." Y/N pouts at him. "See?" Her hands shake the water, creating foam above the surface, hiding her body under the soap bubbles.

"Right." JJ sits besides the bed, on the floor. She is laid back with her head against the wall and a pain frown on her face.

"You're a great friend, Jay."

JJ just smiles in answer, his hand brushing the hair out of her face. His mind wonders, not about her chest is half above the bubbles, but about he would do anything to take all her pain away, and see her beautiful smile and shining eyes. He notices the corners of her mouth turning up a bit. "What?" He asks.

"You're staring. Stop."

"I'm not staring. I'm looking out for you. Feeling better?" He asks, brushing her hair off her face. "How's your head?"

"Gorgeous." She jokes, JJ sees its true though, her wet hair, tired eyes, red cheeks, wet and sweat skin...

"Of course" he chuckles brushing it off.

She whispers. "Just talk me away. How did you do today?"

The memory pops on his mind and he runs to the coffee table, coming back with the shell he reaches out for her. "Oh! Is for me? Thank you." she says excited, holding with appreciation the brown and white queen conch. He watches her put it over her ear like always, smiling like a little child. He chuckles. It was so easy to make her happy.

"Is so easy to cheer you up." He points out.

Her cheeks are red, he doesn't know now if that's cause of the hot water, her headache or his words.

"Guess is your superpower."

Her delicate fingers playing with the shell, running throught the stripes, lips blowing softly the drops of water. It's his turn to become burgundy like a school boy.

[icameheretoreadstuff]

Kinktober day 27 - Cockwarming

Pairing: Megumi x F!Reader Warnings: 18+! MDNI!, NSFW, Smut, Cockwarming, aged up Megumi, Sexual tension, Friends to lovers, Summary: Megumi called you clingy and needy the other day, So you thought to yourself you would just sit in his lap and be clingy then. A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr. I know people have different take on Megumi+smut, But I just wanted to try something different (:

You stormed into his room feeling the need to piss him off, test him a little and just to see what the actual fuck he wants. You closed the door with your foot as you walked inside the room.

When you turned around the corner he just sat there with his usual bored looking face "You can knock can't you?" he asked you and turned his head around. You mentaly tried to come back with a clever answer, when you got an idea.

"what's up?" he asked you as he raised his eyebrow. "Oh, you know" you said as you walked over to him, He pushed his chair away from his desk to look up at you. He could tell you were pissed, but he kinda was amused by this. "well?" he waited.

Your heart was beating but you knew you had to prove a point. So you sat down on his lap straddling him. "I'm being clingy" you said "Is that a problem for you?"

He sighed "I know what you're doing, It's not gonna work" he said simple and dragged the chair over to the desk, making you lean your chin on his shoulder "I'm not doing anything" you said as you moved closer to his chest and was actually suprised on how comfortable it was sitting so close to him. He was so warm and smelled so good.

Looking at his neck made you want to just taste it. "I'm just gonna sit here for a while." you said as you turned your head and laid your cheek on his shoulder. He was stubborn sure, But you could be too! and you were not moving an inch.

He sighed and continued to study. He began to notice how warm you felt and how comfertable it actually was, he was stopped on thinking anything further on this, when he felt your chest heave.

He laid down his pen and heard you actually had fallen asleep. He sighed loudly "Tsk" He was not gonna cave.

He continued to study for a while, When he found your breathing sounds were actually comforting and helping him study.

You were about to lean backwards and fall into the desk when he quickly grabbed your back and leaned you into his chest and moved your head carefully back on his shoulder. He held his one hand on your back and began to study further. Automatically his chin leaned on your shoulder, while he was still holding you close.

He was trying to focus when he heard you began to pant slowly, it sounded a little pornographic. He sighed and cursed under his breath, He knew this was either a test or it was real.

He listened to your heartbeat and your breathing and heard it was real. "Y/n" he said, in response you started to mumble something gibberish. "Y/n?" he said more clearly and tried to poke inside your hips to tickle you, Your reaticon was to jump slightly "sorry" and then you looked at him confused, you didn't know why he had this look on his face.

But what happend for him was that the instant he tickled you: you thrusted your core onto his dick. He tried to maintain his growing member as he looked at you. But your sweet core was starting to feel more and more tempting.

"I fell asleep" you said and before he could react you moved your hips onto his member and leaned into his chest. He closed his eyes shut as he tried to hold back his whimpers. He gripped the desk tight as he was failing so badly. You felt his member growing and blushed instantly.

You couldn't help but feel so aroused by him. You used to have a big crush on him.. but ever since you saw him talking to someone else you got jealous and cried about it for a week and stopped seeing him so often.

So when you finally had build up the currage to talk to him he called you needy and clingy. So you were hurt and pissed, but right now he smelled so good and you couldn't stop thinking maybe you werent over him at all.

Well ofcourse you weren't, you were litterally straddling him atm. He made you so damn frustrated.

Your hips wanted to grind your core onto his dick and just unleash your moans. The only solution was to ask him "Do you want me to leave?" you waited for his reply as you were breathing slowly "No" he said. "Ok, then you don't mind I do this?" you said and thrusted your core onto his member "No" he huffed and gripped tighter on the desk.

"y/n, Why are you doing this?" he said as he swallowed. You looked at him and leaned a hand on his neck and moved it up to his hair and pushed your chest into his as you sat flushed into him.

He gazed at you "I told you I'm not doing anything" you said and leaned towards his mouth as you grinded hard. You wanted to be close to his mouth, you wanted to hear his deep breaths.

He breathed silently as he tried to not admit how much he actually was enjoying this. "You want me to stop?" you asked him as you thrusted once more and leaned your nose against his. "No" he said as he could taste your hot breath.

He couldn't help but let out a groan as it felt so good to have you grind like this into his lap, you felt the rush from his groans as you just wanted him so bad.

The whole situation was kinda dumb he thought at first, but now he was more busy thinking how much you take his breath away.

He always knew how wonderful you are and how much you made him smile, even if he didn’t want to. He is frustrated with his feelings for you cause he couldn't get you out of his head for some time now, he didn't know how to proceed or act around you.

So when someone else openly hit on him he noticed how much he actually cared about you, but then you started to ignore him. He was hurt, no matter what logic he had told himself he gave you space. So when you started to talk to him again he couldn't help but be angry and call you Clingy and Needy. You made him so damn frustrated.

"Then you don't mind If I do this" you said and unstraddled him and pushed his chair away. He tried to look at you seriously but you could see he was sligthly blushing.

"You can tell me when I should stop being so damn clingy anytime you want and I will leave" you said and took off your pants and panties in one pull and threw them away, reavealing your clit.

He swallowed hard as he couldn’t keep his eyes off you "You are clingy and needy" he said stubborn "Fine" you said "Let me show you how fucking clingy and needy I can be then" you said and grabbed tight on his pants.

You waited a second to see if he would stop you but he just gave you a look "Go on" he said, You were a little shocked that he didn't cave.

You dragged his pants and breifs down in one pull. "Fuck" you let out as you saw how beautiful his dick was. He couldn't help but to smirk at your reaction, he liked it. "Hurry up will you? I gotta finish this" he tried to say without letting out any sounds of how much he actually wanted this.

You straddled him as you tried to push his dick inside you, You were looking at him this entire time and he couldn't help but to look back at you. You moaned as you tried to push his length inside you, Considering how wet you were it helped.

Hearing you moan made his head fall back into his chair. He began to breath deeply as he was struggling bad. He loved the feeling of your tight and wet core. He tried to hold back his groans and feelings about how fucking good this felt like and how turned on he was.

He moved his head up as he let out a silent whimper, he couldn't help but watch down on his dick as you thrusted down on him. He groaned as you finally had his whole length inside you.

You tried to contain your moans, so they came only out as a whisper. He breathed heavily as he could hear your sweet silent moans clearly. You leaned into his chest, with your chin onto his shoulder and tried to moan silently.

You tried to breathe "Now you can continue studying" you barely managed to say. The way you said it made him crazy, cause he could hear it in your voice how turned on you were, He could feel your heartbeat racing as your chest was pressed against his.

He let out a silent moan as he felt how wet and good your core felt like. He sighed hard and he gripped tight on his desk and pushed himself closer. "Thank you" he said in the most sexiest way ever making your head spin, causing you to let out a moan.

He gripped tight on the desk trying not to thrust up into you. He gripped his pen tightly and tried to focus. You tried to breathe calmly before you said "well, aren't you gonna study?" He gripped the pen so tight it broke in two "yes" he groaned.

Suddenly you could hear his telephone ring, you couldn't help but to smirk at him as you looked him in the eyes. "Answer the call" you dared him, "No Problem" he huffed and grabbed the phone and saw it was Yuji who was calling, he swiped answer and held it to his ear.

You could barely hear what he was saying, but he was saying something about a movie. "No" he answered quickly. You could hear yuji rambling on and on, being so close to his chest you could feel how fast his heart was racing. "Im busy" He said again to Yuji. You leaned down your forehead on his shoulder.

The situation turned you on so bad you felt your walls tightning around his shaft and your hips began to automatically thrust down on his dick. You let out a silent moan as you bended your back, He wrapped his hand around your waist tight.

He managed to put the phone on mute before he began to groan loudly "Y/n" His head flew back in defeat "Fuck" he breathed heavily as his hips were beginning to thrust up into your wet clit.

"Hang up" you moaned and leaned in kissed his neck and you moved your lips up to his mouth as you could taste his moans. He couldnt stop thrusting up into you. He looked at you as he muffled your mouth hard. "Wait" he said. While staring at you and he put the phone on unmute. He asked yuji "Is it a life or death situation?" and you could hear Yuji answer "There you are! No, why-" before yuji could finish his sentence Megumi said "Later."

The minute he hung up the phone and threw away his phone, He crashed his lips into yours. You wrapped your hands around his neck as you deepned the kiss.

He was hungry for your lips, he groaned as your mouths were pressed together, you could taste your shared breath. He wrapped his hands around your waist and began to thrust harder into you.

You felt a surge coming on, your walls tightning around his throbbing cock. You panted heavily as your eyes went behind your head. "Megumi" You moaned as your hips were thrusting automatically down on his dick.

"Fuck Y/n" He groaned he quickly wrapped his hands around your waist. He began to thrust hard into you causing you to unleash your moans. He moved his one of his hands and muffled your moans as he kept thrusting inside you. You climaxed so hard you shaked your hips up and down uncontrollably on his dick, riding out your climax and moaned into his lips.

He groaned loudly as he slowed his hips down "I'm Close" he huffed, he realesed you and you quickly unstraddled him and sat down on you knees. He began to pump his dick and you eagerly thrusted your mouth on his dick.

He held your hair and panted as he saw you bobb your head "Just like that, ah fuck" He huffed and whimpered as his hips began to slightly thrust inside your mouth, you held his hips as you managed to push his entire length inside your mouth, while looking up at him. He melted at the sight.

"Y/n" he groaned and swallowed hard “ah” You pulled out to breathe and then continued to inhale and bobbed your head as you sucked his dick like you were starving.

He groaned and breathed heavily when he climaxed his cum deep inside you. You bobbed your head as he pulled out slowly out of you. you swallowed his cum as you were still looking up at him. He sat down on his chair and panted as he looked down at you.

You were unsure about the situation but you knew you would regret it if you didn't say your piece. "Megumi, listen" you said and stood up to find your panties, but when you couldnt find them you looked at him and nearly shouted "I'm in love with you"

You looked down afraid to look at him, you panicked and tried to find your panties by his bed when he suddenly suprised you.

He grabbed your thighs and pulled you into a hug in one movement as he jumped into the bed with you. He landed on top of you and stared into your eyes as he leaned in and kissed you deeply making your heart flutter. He whispered into your lips "Me too"

[7waystreet]

dirty confessions | jeon jungkook

This BTS 18+ explicit series will include 7 diary entries (one from each of the bangtan boys) confessing to the dirty thoughts they have about (y/n) and the sinful sexual acts they've part taken in during their lives.

I kindly ask the reader to start with pt.1 and end with pt.7 since it's a series and will contain overlapping scenarios and characters ♡

✬ foreword pt. 1 — seokjin pt. 2 — yoongi pt. 3 — namjoon pt. 4 — hoseok pt. 5 — jimin pt. 6 — taehyung pt. 7 — jungkook

pt. 7 — jungkook

Dear diary,

I have a confession to make. I fucked Namjoon hyung's sister, Hobi hyung's ex gf, and Yoongi hyung's gf all together in our dorm while the boys were out. I'm the golden maknae after all, bitches.

Now let me write out the events of my sexcapade one by one on these pages like I dumped my cum in each of their holes.

It was late into the night when I took off my headphones after hours of playing Overwatch by myself in my bedroom, my hand mindlessly scratching my balls while I walked over to the kitchen for a quick snack. It's then when I heard a few girls whispering in the dimly lit living room of our dorm, my ears perking up at once when I recognized Namjoon hyung's sister's voice. I remember hyung saying she was going to visit so it wasn't really a big deal seeing her in the boys' apartment, but I held in my breath when I noticed Hobi hyung's ex gf and Yoongi hyung's gf both on the couch too, all of the girls talking shit about the hyung line together.

"Thanks so much for inviting us girls so we can all confront the boys tonight!"

Fuck. I knew they were up to no good, but I had the advantage of hiding and listening to their plan without their knowledge while I blended behind a curtain in the hallway. The tea was SPILLED.

I found out Namjoon hyung's sister and Jin hyung were fucking and actually ended up catching feelings for each other, but they were too terrified to come out and tell Namjoon hyung about it. No shit... hooking up with a member's sister is fucked up, but we all know Jin hyung has no morals. She wanted to confess the truth to her brother tonight... Goodluck dealing with his wrath, I thought in silence.

I also found out the two other girls were cheating and hooking up with each other's bfs... What in the fucking world? And the fact that they were cuddling on the couch and saying sorry to one another?! I'll never understand the female species. This is why I stay away from chicks and stick to my video games. I don't even know how I got lucky bagging my gf, who's much more sane compared to these lot.

That's when I decided to call V hyung and update him on this gossip for some light bit of entertainment. I opened our location sharing app on my phone just to check if he was also at home just locked up in his bedroom, and that's when my heart fell out of my chest... Why was his location at my gf's apartment this late into the night? I decided to inspect and give him a call, but he never picked up.

Sorry Jungkookie. Out with friends. Will call you tmrw.

This stupid fucking bastard had the audacity to text me that big of a lie when I have his location? At least Jimin hyung answered my call even when the poor guy was half asleep. An anger unlike I've known ruptured my insides, a mixture of plunging sadness poising my mind when my gf replied back to my sweet goodnight text with "Cuddling a big bear to bed right now wishing it was you."

This bitch was definitely fucking V hyung behind my back. That's it, I lost my cool.

"ALL YOU GIRLS ARE DISGUSTING!"

Overwhelmed with emotions, I stomped into the living room and revealed myself to the noonas, my upset state of mind compelling me into lashing out at them, who realistically didn't deserve to endure my sudden outburst at all. It wasn't really them who I was upset at, it was just girls who cheat in general. But never did I think the night would end up the way it did based off of that aching awkward silence followed my grand entrance.

"Kook... Please don't tell the boys anything you heard. Please. You can't. They've to hear it from us otherwise it'll ruin the entire friend group. It could ruin Bangtan" Namjoon hyung's sister pleaded with puppy eyes.

Hah. Manipulation at it's finest. You're the one who's gonna screw up and then put it all on me? You think I'm a dumbass not able to see the way you're trying to coax me? Baby, please don't embarrass yourself.

"What do I get in return for keeping quiet?" I was willing to play their dirty little tricks, not giving them any satisfaction whatsoever.

"How about we... come to an agreement between the four of us?"

I didn't understand what she meant by her words until she got up and slowly walked towards me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders before suddenly pulling me in for a kiss on the lips. My mind immediately yelled S T O P but my dick felt a tingle when her tits pushed into mine, the taste of her cherry chapstick and the scent of her floral perfume numbing out my brain for the brief couple of seconds we kept kissing.

"If you girls love fucking people who you shouldn't be fucking, then show me a good time. I'll only keep quiet this way" my pulsing cock spoke for itself without my permission...

The smirk on the girls' faces mimicked the one devising on mine when I dropped on the couch and manspread, waiting for the big show to get started. The thrill of it was like no other I've experienced, even topping the high I feel everytime I get a new tattoo. The hyungs were all out at the club tonight and could walk into the living room any given moment, but I didn't give a fuck. I'm lowkey the wildest — no cap.

All three noonas got naked within the blink of an eye, the vibes immaculate with the dim mood lighting, the way they helped me out of my sweats one by one giving me goosebumps while an unbearable heat began running through my blood. It was like I was in a porno getting pleasured by a bunch of chicks, Hobi hyung's ex gf and Yoongi hyung's gf both opting to suck my dick in turns on their knees while Namjoon hyung's sister stayed up on the couch and made out with me. Shit, no wonder the members were fucking these three girls in turns, their mouths like pros gagging on my cock and coughing up spit, getting me even more aroused as they panted and jerked me off with their hands to breathe in some air in between.

The two girls kept playing with my dick, their spits mixing and slobbering all over my boner as they deep throated it in turns, a set of lips lightly sucking on my balls at times to get me moaning from the pleasure. Namjoon hyung's sister and I shared more of a bond since we've been family friends for a while, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a crush on her when I first moved to Seoul and met her, but here I was now with my tongue down her throat, the way she slid down and sucked on my neck prickling a shiver to run down my spine.

I couldn't take it any longer and busted a nut for the first time that night, my money cum shot spurting all over the girls' pretty faces. They shyly giggled as they looked me in the eyes, my chest panting from reaching my high, although my lip curling in a smile when I said "Eat it off of each other." The two baddies did as I told them without hesitation, their tongues licking off my cum from one another's faces, eventually leading them into making out and moaning while naked right in front of me. Holy fuck, I felt myself getting hard again. Both me and noona just watched the two girls getting down with each other for a long time, the way they squeezed each other's tits and kissed one another a total turn on, noona then slowly whispering in my ear "Please fuck me, Jungkook."

Happily.

As I got on top of her on the couch, I couldn't help but think Jin hyung fucks her hard just like this too, but what kind of a maknae would I be if I didn't take anything and everything of Jin hyung's? I live to make him suffer. In fact, it's my birth right.

My attention was mostly on Namjoon hyung's sister as I stuck my cock roughly inside of her without notice, stretching out her walls with my girth, watching her eyes shut close as she adjusted to my length, but the loud moaning of one of the girls eating the other one out on the carpet right next to us was peaking my arousal at a finest. Watching two chicks hook up like that while my cock was pounding such a sweet pussy was an experience I'll never forget. My chest felt a burn that rose up to my throat when I heard the front door's handle rattle, but it was a false alarm as some drunk neighbors were coming home from a bar and stumbled to the wrong apartment... Hah. That didn't stop me from ruining noona's pussy though. I just kept slamming her throughout the incident, half hoping the hyungs walked in during this fuck fest. Fear is not a word in my dictionary.

The screams of all three of the bitches made the walls shake to say the least, my grunts barely audible as I lifted noona's legs up to angle myself even deeper into her pussy, smashing into her g-spot while she clenched tighter and tighter, making it such a gripping fit that I was ready to cum another time. Her face was turning pale as she contracted her muscles and held her breath in, her moans freezing up when she came around my cock allowing me to slid in an out better as she let go, my orgasm following shortly and my cum creaming her up and dripping onto the couch in a slop when I pulled out.

I happened to look down and caught Yoongi hyung's gf cumming into Hobi hyung's ex gf's mouth from a mind blowing eating out job, the wild chick appearing quite talented with her tongue. It was her who needed a reward for the hard work now, so I got on the floor and pinned her down while the other girl was catching her breath post orgasm.

I just stuck my fingers into her wet pussy which was just throbbing and waiting to be filled, pumping in and out with varying speeds and angles to get her whimpering in no time, not breaking our smoldering eye contact whatsoever. It took just a couple of minutes to get her cumming, the way she was already so aroused from tasting pussy a turn on for me too as I gave her what she needed, which was a hot fingering session that'd change her life.

That's when the hyung line walked in on all four of us butt ass naked on the floor in the dorm living room, their feet freezing up in their steps and faces turning ghost pale at the crazy sight.

"Oh, right hyungs... We're all fucking each other's girls if y'all hadn't caught on already. Bangtan for life, am I right?" 

a/n ♡

i imagined jungkook being a key player to tie up all loose ends in this series, the way he disapproves of the hyungs dirty behavior but ends up doing the same exact thing an ode to his bratty maknae side and how he's "allowed" to get away with things being the youngest

— using gen z words: "no cap", "baddie", "tea spilt" reflects his age as he throws in more slang than others

— his fearlessness: jungkook is as brave as it gets in bts, none of the other members being on this level despite their dirty confessions

— feelings towards members: even in his diary he's quarreling with seokjin like irl (calling him out for "no morals", saying he lives to make jin suffer). meanwhile, he seems to view namjoon as an authoritative figure like irl, and his closeness with tae and jimin shows when he decides to call them to gossip about the drama

[thedevilrisen]

Hospital - 5

TW: HOSPITALS, nothing bad, just a description of someone in a hospital.

Nova Crosby -

1:16am

Theorising while sitting in an intensive care waiting room at quarter past one in the morning is never a good idea. Particularly after being given fodder such as an unplanned emergency surgery, both men had their own ideas on what could have happened. Knowing the extent of Nova's condition before she was whisked away at the emergency room Luke was trying to use Sid's aged wisdom to conclude what happened. But both of them had absolutely nothing.

Standing, leaning against the granite kitchenette counter which was more so holding the exhausted form of Sidney up while he skulled the dregs of his third coffee. Religiously Sid only had one coffee a day on decaf, but in such a drastic situation where he needed to be as awake as possible if the promised Nurse ever actually came. Each time a pair of lone footsteps clacked down the hall Sid or Luke, whoever was closest to the door looked out to check if it was a Nurse.

Two times it was the food delivery, bringing in product for the next day, one it was the cleaner and three times orderlies who were moving wheelchairs back to the spots they needed to go to. Every time Sid became more agitated, the patient Canadian niceness was wearing thin, exceptionally fast. Each time it wasn't a nurse with answers and every minute that ticked by that the phone didn't ring with answers his frustration exponentially increased.

"I think I'm going fucking insane Luke." Sid mumbled, pouring hot water into another cup loaded with instant coffee. His incessant grumbling and almost permanently creased brow was giving away the fact that he hadn't had an emotional outlet since he left the game almost six hours prior. He had held Luke through his initial crash when he first arrived and had gave him a pat on the back and or shoulder rub depending on where he was when Luke needed a little extra comforting.

Luke was now almost apathetic, but Sid. Sidney was dangerously toeing the line of complete and utter meltdown. He prided himself on his sturdy and tentative nature. He was kind, never raised his voice, except when Nova goes joy riding with a bunch of college boys to New Jersey for the weekend- ... but thats a different story. Sidney solidly believed that any rebellious situation Nova had been in would be better than this right now. He could control it, make sure she was safe and okay. See with his own two eyes, not matter how red they were hazed with his rage that she was okay.

"I know what you're talking about Sid. I feel like I could drop asleep any minute but it's Murphy's law. I do that and suddenly she's awake and we can see her." Luke half slurred, half grumbled.

"This is fucking ridiculous, where did they say the ICU room is?" Sid spoke firmly, leaving no room for argument, although Luke tried.

"Sid, I'm as upset as you. It's only been a little while since the call, they are probably getting her sorted." The optimism coming from Luke slathered in monotonous tonality fell about as flat as a crepe to floor.

"No, that's my fucking daughter!" Sid launched back, the string holding him up seemed to fray ever so thinner. "Give me th-"

A gentle knocking sounded from the door, as a young Nurse, clad in burgundy scrubs poked her head in, pushing the door open, "Are you with Nova Crosby?"

"About fucking time!" Sidney crows, the clench of his fist in the fabric of his suit pant pocket is enough to give away the fact that he is fuming.

"I'm sorry Sir, we've been as quick as we could, you can come see her now if you want." The Nurse was desperately trying to diffuse Sid's anger, not directed at her but rather the situation.

"We'd love that." He spoke through gritted teeth. Checking Luke was following him as they began down the hall where they met a coded door that the nurse typed in and were led into a a white room with two sinks.

"If you could please wash your hands before coming in, it assists us in making sure the patients aren't compromised." before she had even finished both boys had started scrubbing, very thoroughly for their waning patience. When they finished the nurse led them through the ICU department towards the back where surrounded by a blue medical curtain was a bed. In that bed Nova laid, a fraction of consciousness, behind her bed was a plethora of machines which beeped and rang in their timely fashion. Sidney couldn't figure out when he went from fine to hyperventilating as he stared at his daughter, so young and fragile swaddled in white hospital blankets, akin to the ones she was handed to him for the first time he held her.

The ugly tubes coming out of her arms, cannulas in her elbow and top of her hand, a feeding tube coming out of her nose, a heart monitor connected directly to her chest. It was all too much, he didn't know he was crying and how obvious it had become that his mental capacity for the situation was declining greatly.

"Sir." A middle aged man in a white coat coxed him towards a door, leading him away from Nova. Pushing him outside as he looked a Luke who had sat down beside her, the moment romantic but catastrophic.

"That's my girl!" Sid roared in anguish, "Thats- THATS MY BABY."

"Sir, you need to calm down."

"NO DON'T TELL ME ANYTHING. Thats my baby girl! I have raised her for nineteen years, I of all people deserved to know what happened to her as soon as I arrived! Do you know how much she means to me, seeing her like is equivalent to ripping my heart out and piercing it with a stake!" Sid was hysterically now, loud voice echoing throughout the deserted hallway. "I need to know! I need you to do your fucking job and not be incompetent! Please."

The doctor led Sid to a chair and sat him down. "I'm a father too, I understand your anguish." he took a deep breath, "I will tell you everything but I must warn you, it will hurt and be a shock to the system. My team and I are dedicated to helping your daughter though, I want you to trust we will do everything in our power to help."

Sid took a deep breath, this was going to be a long conversation.

[be-missed]

Nothing To Lose

Jenna Ortega X Fem!Reader

(picture not mine)

Summary: After Jenna pranked Y/N and walked out, what would happen between their friendship?

Warning/s: curse words, notify me if there are any.

A/N: Thank you for waiting for part 2 of Cool About It, hope you like it.

Masterlist

Cool About It (Part 1) | Bad for Business (Part 3)

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Y/N kept on running and running until she felt her lungs giving up from exhaustion and her legs are shaking from tiredness. Running away from the scene, from the park, and from Jenna sounds good before, but now, she doesn't know what to do, what will she say to Jenna?

Y/N thought that that would be a problem for her future self and tossing the idea away to the back of her mind. She saw a quiet bar that was just sitting in the corner of the block and entered.

Y/N sit at the bar stool and ordered a margarita.

Her phone was buzzing and ringing all the way to the bar. Knowing that it is Jenna because of the special ringtone that she designated to the girl, she just ignored it.

After finishing the margarita, Y/N thinks that what she have isn't enough so she ordered 3 shots of straight vodka just for fun. Y/N downed all three like a champ and when she stands up, she felt like her whole world was spinning. But Y/N pushed through and hailed a cab on her way home.

On the other side, a hushed voiced said "Hey, do you know where Y/N is? No? I mean, yes she's with me.. but yeah... I mean.. Yeah, sure." Jenna then ended the call after talking with a common friend she have with Y/N.

Two hours have passed and she is still sitting in Y/N's front door. She tried to locate her best friend but her location is off, she can't also call her since Y/N turned her phone off.

Nearing her home, Y/N received a call from her friend and heard "Why the hell is Jenna finding you? Aren't you both together?" Y/N then answered "Oh yeah I ran away... No... I can't right now... Sure, I'll tell you soon." and hid her phone.

Jenna closes her eyes and thinks of where can Y/N go, but none, since she knows that Y/N likes to stay inside or maybe she just doesn't know Y/N enough. Jenna almost fell asleep not until she hears the rattles of keys from above her and there she saw Y/N. Seeing Y/N alone brought smile to Jenna's lips.

"You're home." Jenna said but Y/N just ignored her while entering her apartment.

Y/N just continue to enter her home and went to her bedroom and started to strip but Jenna then barged in and saw Y/N's back.

"What do you need?" Y/N asked Jenna with her back facing the other girl away, not wanting to see her/

"You just bolted out earlier and I got worried. I'm sorry, I didn't know what I did wrong." Jenna said.

With all of her might, Y/N puts a smile on her face and faced the other girl "I'm sorry, It's not your fault. I just got overwhelmed." trying to not slur her words.

"Are you drunk?" Jenna asked, Y/N shakes her head from side to side, "No, I am not." and added a slopy smile.

"You are so drunk Y/N. Where did you go? What if you got into an accident? Why did you drink all by yourself?" Jenna then bombarded Y/N with questions.

"Jenna stop, I am a big girl and I can do whatever I want yeah? And I am here, safe and not injured so please stop being so dramatic." Y/N then scoffed that made Jenna angry.

"Me? Dramatic? You were the one who rowed so fast and run away in the park, and you call me dramatic?" Jenna almost shouted.

"You fucking proposed to me Jenna, as a prank, how the hell do you want me to react to that?" Y/N answered, then Jenna said "You fucking ride with the joke, you just need to say 'yes'" like she is pointing out an obvious answer like she's directing a film.

Y/N's body was so ready to fight with Jenna was now slump after hearing those words. Because how can she just ride into the prank and say yes to Jenna when she knows that it is only a prank, knowing that Jenna is just doing it for fun but her feelings for the girl is real.

"Jenna just go, I don't have the energy to argue right now." Y/N said tiredly but Jenna got other plans "What? Now that you can't run, you'll push me away?" Jenna said.

"Please, I just can't talk to you right now." Y/N said on the verge of tears but is trying to hide it, so she went to her bathroom but Jenna stayed at the door.

"Just tell me what I did wrong Y/N so we can go on I can apologise for what I did and we can continue our night." Jenna said.

Y/N was so full, her patience was gone, she then looked at Jenna through the mirror. It's all or nothing she guessed.

"First of all, you fucking pulled that stunt Jenna, in front of a crowd and in a public space. What the hell would people think of me? Think of you? If the pictures spread online, who would you think will get the hate? Me, Jenna. Your manager has been calling me and telling me to lessen my interaction with you because it is starting to create a rumor that I am your girlfriend." Y/N let it out with tears now streaming down her face.

"Fuck, Y/N, I didn't know they call you. I'm sorry, I... I can tell them to stop and clear the dating allegation, because you are right, we aren't dating." Jenna said that made Y/N hurts so much, "I just want to spend my day off with you."

"And second... Second is that..." all or nothing, Y/N reminded herself "I like you, or... I love you Jenna, more than a friend should, heck even more than a best friend should. I want to kiss your neck, I want to be the one who makes you feel that I anchored the stars in the night, I like to be the one you call when you're drunk, I want to be the one that you get to call when you feel down or happy, I want to be the one you love Jenna, fucking hell. I was wishing that you can be cool about it and just ignore it, but you pull this shit and I come crumbling." Y/N ranted.

But Jenna thought that Y/N was the one she calls when she's drunk and almost half asleep, Y/N was the one she calls when she have a good news or a bad news. Maybe, just maybe she didn't handled things very well.

"I love you Jenna. I fucking love you that it hurts me so much to just stay as your friend. But I neglected all of that because I still care for you, I still want you to be by my side. I am not saying this just to prove something, I am saying this so that you know how I feel, how it feels to love someone that is your best friend and will never love you back." Y/N said and now was sitting at the end of her bath tub while Jenna entered the bathroom, tears are trying to get out of her eyes

"I didn't know..." Jenna stated but was cut-off by Y/N "You fucking know Jenna, I know you fucking know but you just denying it to yourself, but doing that doesn't make it go away. And I'm so afraid right now that if you apologise, I'll accept it and we are back to each other's life. I know to myself Jenna, that if you say sorry right now, I can let it slide. Because that's how much I love you, how much I want to keep you, and how I still can't lose you." Y/N ended her speech, going out of the bathroom and lying down her bed face first.

Jenna was found speechless inside, because Y/N was right, she kept on denying to herself that she knows that Y/N liked her, no, Y/N loved her. She is just denying it so that she can also deny that she feels the same way for the girl. Jenna denies that she loves Y/N just as much Y/N loved her, but she was so afraid of the consequences that will come if she accepted it.

Jenna thought she knew better, but here they are now in the situation that they feared the most. Jenna went out of the bathroom and saw Y/N lying down her bed. She went walked outside and walked sadly to the living room and sat at the sofa. Trying to take in everything that just happened. Trying to reflect that Y/N wad right, what would the public say? And her manager, she doesn't know that they contact Y/N.

Jenna closed her eyes and tilted her head back until it hits the sofa, until a vibrate from her phone stopped her train of thoughts. As she fished it out of her pocket, she saw her manager's text message.

Fr Manager:

What is this? What are you thinking?

*attached photo*

(just imagine that this is in central park)

"Fuck"

The only word that came out from Jenna's mouth.

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A/N: Thanks for waiting and reading. I might do a last part or two, who knows. I'm open for comments and suggestions. No update of Not Strong Enough for tonight.

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[yikesmary]

Heyyy!! Can u do like a bittersweet one abt Mingyu forgetting abt ur date cuz he went out with the other members

(NOT A) DATE NIGHT — kim mingyu x reader

summary: sometimes it was hard dating an idol because of their busy schedules. after missing a date and being mia, mingyu tries to make it up to you.

note: nooo this is such a sad request!! however, I couldn't handle leaving it on a sad note so it ends really happy!

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It was hard scheduling dates with Mingyu. Between his hectic schedule and your work schedule that never seemed to line up with his, it was difficult going out with each other.

Of course, that didn't deter either of you from at least trying. You've been together for about three years now, and some of these dates consisted of having to Facetime him when you just woke up while he was just going to sleep.

But this was the first time since you guys got together that he hasn't shown up or even texted he was going to be late for your date. So there you stood, dressed up, sat on the couch, feeling sad for yourself.

You tried calling Mingyu a couple of times, texting him to see if he was on his way, but there was no answer. With no way to get to him, you dialed the number of the next best person to reach out to.

"Wonwoo, is dance practice going on?"

"Dance practice ended about an hour ago," he told you.

You pursed your lips and automatically assumed that he forgot, since if you were to think about it any longer you were going to spiral and think of a worse reason, which is not what you wanted to do.

Sighing, you said, "Okay, thanks anyways," and was about to hang up.

"What's wrong?" Wonwoo asked.

"It's just, Mingyu and I were supposed to go on a date but he never ended up coming home, so..." You trailed off, the insinuation clear.

From the other side, you heard Wonwoo curse, presumably at Mingyu even if he wasn't there.

"He must've gone with the others to go to eat. They were talking about it during practice. I'll call one of the members right now—"

"No, it's alright. I'll just talk to him later,"

"You sure? Cheol's always got his phone on so I can probably call him so he can get Mingyu—"

"It's alright," you repeated.

Wonwoo sighed from the other line, and you could tell he wanted to say something, but he stopped himself and instead said, "Let me know how it goes,"

You didn't bother with a response and just hung up. And with a heavy heart, you decided to go to your bedroom and get ready for bed.

Trying to sleep with the thought that your boyfriend missed your date was difficult. The most you could do was stare at the ceiling until you fell asleep out of pure exhaustion and not because you wanted to.

This, however, was quickly interrupted by the sound of the front door opening, which made you sit up. At the sound of Mingyu's footsteps approaching the bedroom, you grabbed your phone and pretended you were occupied by whatever was on the screen.

He walked in, and part of you hated to see how relaxed he looked. He could've pretended to look at least a tiny bit guilty. "Hey," you offhandedly greeted, your phone seemingly more important than him.

"Hey, baby," Mingyu said, giving you a sweet smile that almost melted all the anger you felt for him away. But you had to stay strong, so you didn't say anything.

From the corner of your eye, you could see that he was confused at your lack of reaction; whenever he would come home, you'd practically jump at him and ask him questions and kiss him all over his face even if he came from dance practice.

"How was dance practice?" You asked.

"It was good but tiring like always. But I went out with a couple of the members for food afterward, and that's always fun," Mingyu recalled.

"I tried calling you but you didn't answer," you told him, and a look of realization showed on his face.

"Oh, I turned off my phone in order to focus on practice and I forgot to turn it on. Sorry babe," he apologized.

You hummed in response then said, "It's fine, just get ready for bed so we can sleep,"

Mingyu nodded, still visibly confused about how you were acting, but went into the bathroom in order to get ready for bed.

However, he must've turned his phone back on, since you heard him curse and then ran out of the bathroom. You guessed that he must've seen your texts about reminding him for the date or Wonwoo scolding him for forgetting about the date.

"Baby, I am so sorry—" he started, rushing to your side of the bed and kneeling down so you guys made eye contact.

"Gyu, it's fine," you cut him off, even if you were lying through your teeth.

"No, it's not fine. I should've remembered and you shouldn't have to remind me. I could've set a billion reminders about the date and even asked some of my members to remind me—" Mingyu started rambling.

"Gyu, don't worry about it. However, this can't happen again, okay? If you're going to be late or just can't come, then text me. I don't wanna have to worry unnecessarily about where you are," you told him.

He stayed quiet for a bit, before saying, "...Are you sure it's fine?"

You nodded and he kissed you on the forehead.

"Of course, it's not fine! When has it ever been fine to miss out on a date and not answer your girlfriend's texts?!" Wonwoo scolded Mingyu.

Mingyu pouted and tried to defend himself by saying, "She said it was fine! Why would she say it's fine if it really wasn't?"

Wonwoo sighed and massaged his temples as if he had a headache (he probably did from dealing with his best friend). "Mingyu, if someone says they're fine, more often than not it means it isn't fine," he said.

"Then what should I do?"

"She's your girlfriend, you should be answering that,"

"I've already messed up enough as it is," Mingyu sighed.

"Look, your dates started out as a way to spend time with each other despite your busy schedules, right?"

"Right,"

"And for the most part, she's been the one arranging all of the dates you guys have, right?"

"Yeah, unfortunately," Mingyu guiltily said. This fact always made him feel bad because made him feel like if he didn't put more effort in, you'd find someone who could.

"Then, do something that shows you're going to become better,"

Mingyu contemplated Wonwoo's words before he knew what he was going to do.

Unlocking the door, you walked through and were surprised to see Mingyu sitting on the couch. "Babe, what are you doing here? You were supposed to be at work," you said.

Mingyu stood up and walked until he was stopped in front of you. Gently grabbing your forearms, he said, "Let's go on a date,"

Raising your eyebrows, you questioned, "You? Arranged a date?"

Nodding his head, Mingyu then said, "I know I haven't been the best boyfriend. With missing our date, turning off my phone, and not even letting you know that I was going to come home late, I'm just glad you're still here,"

You nodded, "Of course, I'm still here. I love you, but like I said last night, it can't happen again."

"And it won't. But, I have a surprise for you,"

Mingyu led you to your bedroom door, which was closed. He placed you in front of it and he opened it, and then you saw that your bedroom curtains were closed but your room was lit up by candles that were scattered around.

On your bed, were plates of some of your favorite foods that Mingyu cooked whenever he had the time. And on the TV, was your favorite movie already loaded in and paused.

Smiling at the cute sight, you turned to Mingyu, who looked nervous for your reaction. "You did this all for me?" you asked, touched.

"You've been working hard on your own job and trying to navigate dating me, so I wanted to do something that showed my appreciation for you," he told you.

"This is so sweet! I don't know what to say,"

"You don't have to say anything right now, since I have about a week in order to make up for everything,"

"What do you mean?"

"I know that you were planning to take your planned break from your job, so I asked to take a week off too," MIngyu informed you.

"But, Gyu, a week is a lot of time you're going to miss. How about the comeback?" you worriedly asked him.

"I've got it all figured out. Wonwoo's going to send me videos of the dance practices so I can learn them from home and I already learned and recorded my lines with Woozi," he told you.

"That's a lot to do from home," you commented.

"As long as I'm with you, I'm fine," he reassured you.

"So, a whole week?"

"A whole week. The members aren't allowed to contact me if it's work-related," Mingyu said.

"Did Wonwoo scold you for forgetting?"

"I almost thought he was going to strangle me for how dumb I was being,"

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[wonton4rang]

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that's not how this works.

pairing: sungho x reader.

warnings: +18, smut, mentions of cheating.

summary: based on charlie puth's song 'that's not how it works', with some changes because yes. basically cheater coming back and sungho fucking the shit out of you < 3

note: small thought i had to get out, wrote this in like 15 min, did not check anything so it might have typos but omg sungho is soooo hot 😭😭😭

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sungho was never the type to sleep around, he is a very relationship centered boy, he loved to have something stable with an specific person to woke up to and think about when things were getting heavy on his daily life.

he loved to have dates, go to the park and sit down on a mat while you ate whatever and talked about everything while laughing like it was the funniest thing. he loved to stay late nights at your place and kiss you for so long you both wouldn't even notice when you fell asleep until you woke up the other morning with the boy arms around your waist and his head on your shoulder while cuddled you from the back.

it was all so lovely. so endearing and everyone, including yourselves could see this long term.

that until you messed up.

sungho couldn't believe his eyes the day he was texting you while walking down the street, smiling like a dummy to his phone screen.

"i miss you so much, baby, can i make you dinner at my place today?" sungho typed.

"awww, i miss you so much too, sungho :( but i can't today, i have so much work to do with the finals. i'm so sorry..."

and sungho was not even going to complain, the opposite, in fact, he was going to offer you help or at least offer to send you food to your place for you to study in peace.

but he got distracted when he heard your voice a few meters away, you were standing in front of that cafe you both loved so much with your phone on your hands, apparently waiting for his answer and he just smiled candidly at your sight.

he loved you so much.

right before he could lift his hand and call your name another person joined the frame, making him frown his eyebrows when the boy held your waist and you just looked at him with a wide smile, putting your phone away and walking down the street with the other male holding your hand.

and he wasn't even mad right now, he was just confused as to what the fuck just happened. he might've got it wrong, right? maybe that boy was a family member or a close friend, not necessarily a lover, right?

oh, boy. sungho was trying by all means to make this a misunderstanding.

sad thing for him it wasn't. cause when you guys met the next day and he mentioned that he saw you at the cafe, you went pale, your hands shaking and you suddenly stuttering a lot with every word you said.

at the end he just called it quits after a few weeks of you ignoring him and his words whenever he brought the subject up.

changing the subject with a "oh my god, not this again, babe, i already explained this. i don't wanna talk about it"

but as much as sungho loved you, he wasn't a fan of cheaters or toxic environments so he just broke up with you, not giving you much details but his words being very blunt and explicit.

"i've loved you for many years but i can't be in a relationship were i am the only one committed. i don't like cheaters and i no longer feel comfortable with you. i wish you the best, thank you for everything you gave me"

and he was truly thankful because even though he cried like a baby for a whole month while going to sleep, ignoring your messages and not picking up your calls, he was thankful for the good moments and the bad ones too. he got great memories and a good lesson.

what he didn't expect was you in front of his apartment when he came back from college that night, looking so sorry but he knew better than that so he just passed by your side and opened his door without saying a thing, barely reacting when you pushed him away and got inside his house.

"what are you doing here? i thought i was clear when i said i didn't wanna see you anymore" he said still standing on his door frame, making space for you to leave as he said: "go away"

"i've missed you so much, i'm... i'm so sorry, sungho, i made a mistake and i-"

"we already talked about this, y/n" his voice sounded tired, he was in fact, because he couldn't believe you were so shameless to show up to him like this right when he was getting over you. "i don't care about your excuses, we are not a thing anymore"

"but we could be"

"no, we couldn't"

"but i-"

"you're not gonna leave?"

"please just let me talk"

"i already left you talk and all you could say was bullshit, y/n, i'm done with you, i don't want to be with you anymore and i sincerely hope you could understand that because you hurt me, okay?"

"why you gotta be so hot when you're mad?" sungho just chuckled, closing the door behind him and looking at you with his tilted head, bottom lip between his teeth and his expression yelling 'what am i supposed to do with you?', and honestly, you were up for anything.

"you gonna do the same to him too?" was all he said, swallowing when you got close to him, caressing his shoulders with a sly smile that made him tense.

"we broke up"

and even though sungho tried to play it nice, he wanted to be the bigger person so bad, he just wanted to keep it healthy. but here you were, too close to be apart and too hot to be ignored.

sungho was a weak man.

so he just took you in for a kiss, but not the soft type as you guys were used to, he grabbed the back of your head to press your lips harder and your arms hugged his waist to get closer.

you guys were just so hungry for each other.

sungho's hands were all over your body, holding your hips, your shoulders and then your face, his tongue getting in your mouth and making your pussy leak cause he knew how you liked it.

it didn't take him long to walk against you, your back pressing against the boy's bedroom door before he opened it and threw you on the bed. your eyes were sparkling when you looked at him take his shirt off and lay upon you to continue the kiss.

your legs were open and sungho's hips kept rolling against your clothed cunt, making you tremble and moan during the kiss, your nails pressing on the skin of his wide back and making him groan too.

"fuck, i need you" he said before attacking your neck, playing with your sanity when he started moaning against your skin, leaving long trails with his mouth before he looked you in the eye. "can i?"

and there was a reason you were there at night.

you just nodded and felt him unbuckling your pants, caressing the skin on your thighs when he pulled them down with your panties.

his eyes stayed fixated on your pussy, licking his lips before shaking his head to come back to his senses. he wanted to eat you out so bad but he knew he shouldn't, not right now. he had to fuck you.

and so he did.

he unbuckled his own pants and pulled out his dick, sliding it between your wet folds and making your legs shake a bit at the feeling. damn, you really missed it. but it got even better when he finally pressed his head in your entrance, looking at you like you were the most delicious meal, foxy eyes being slightly covered by his hair and his lips looking so wet that it made you clench your pussy. he was, in fact, the most delicious meal you ever got.

"you have condoms?" he inquired and you just denied with your head, your hands pressing on his back.

"please, get in" sungho kinda pulled back at that because he was not used to fuck you without protection, but you held him close and looked at him with that bright eyes that made him weak "please"

not a single word left his lips when he was pushing inside and once he got in, you had to arch your back, moaning at the stretch, sungho was definitely gifted, not huge but a nice size and width. and the best part was that he actually knew how to use it.

he held your hips and thrusted in a few times before actually starting to moan himself, biting his lip and your hands tangled in his hair, gosh, he loved when you did that.

his weight dropped a little bit in top of you, his lips moving quickly to find yours and start a desperate kiss while his hips kept speeding up, making your body move against the sheets and your hair get all messed up.

but you really didn't mind to be messed up, not when it was sungho the one who messed you up.

and he knew that. everyone fucking knew that.

"you feel so good, sungho" you muttered when he left your lips and hid his face on your neck, crying a little bit out of pleasure there and making your pussy clench "fuck, you're so hot"

"stop saying that" but you know he loved it, his body spoke for him the things his words were denying "my god, you're so wet and warm"

"just for you"

"you suck me in s-so well" he continued, this time leaving your neck to look at you while he pounded your tight cunt "perfect for my dick, and just my dick, right, baby?"

"yes, i'm only yours, please"

and to be honest you both were edging at this point, so you just left yourself go and started matching sungho's thrusts to chase your own high, smiling when his hand grabbed softly around your neck, hard enough to make you feel the rush but not as hard to hurt you.

"i'm cumming" he announced and even though you thought he may want to pull out, he didn't, instead he pressed himself so deep in your pussy that you shaked when you felt him in your cervix.

"dammit" you moaned when the warm liquid filled you, making you feel so dirty, full and even wetter that it made your orgasm arrive while sungho's softly grinded his hips against your clit "oh god, w-wait"

"i know you fucking love it"

and you did.

but it was kinda sad though because as soon as you came, he pulled out, started putting his pants back on and looking for his shirt on the bedroom floor.

you looked at him confused because he never, and i mean NEVER, left you like that after having sex, where was the after care? he didn't even kiss you or said you did well.

the next thing was what actually made you snap, him giving you your pants with a serious look in his face.

"what?" his voice was neutral, no feeling on it, not happiness, not anger, nothing.

"what's wrong?" you said while you took your pants and looked at him, you were still full of his cum, he didn't even pass you a tissue or a paper towel to clean yourself.

"about what? ain't you leaving?"

"sungho, what the fuck is this?" the sound of anger in your voice made sungho look at you confused while you put your pants on "we just had sex, why are you treating me like this?"

"we are not dating, i was pretty clear about that"

"but we just..." he just stayed put, listening to whatever you were going to say "i thought we made up"

"wow, for real? i'm not that easy though" and you damn knew his words had a double meaning when he just looked at you and laughed "anyways, get out of my apartment, let's get you a taxi, it's late"

and you couldn't say anything against it, he was right, you guys were not together, he never said he'll forgive you and, to be honest, you kinda had it coming.

but you tried one last time before he left your side once you got in the taxi.

"sungho, i am really sorry, he is not as good as you and i... i honestly miss you so much, can't we just try again?"

"you know that's not how it works, y/n. did you really break up with him before coming here?" you went silent and he got his answer "yeah, i thought so. i don't fuck with cheaters, pun intended, you can't be coming over or calling me each time you feel lonely or he fucks up"

"but i-"

"i don't deserve that. and neither does he" he cut you up and it was basically game over "get her home safe, sir, please"

the taxi man just nodded and the car finally left, you feeling like the worst person in the world while you texted your current boyfriend that you were going home.

sungho just watched the car go and smiled for himself because he knew you'll come back but this time it won't be the same as before.

because now sungho knew the drill. he was just wishing on a star that he would be able to push you away when you came back because that's not how it was supposed to work.

[mosaickiwi]

Fall Unto Me (part four)

Part one, part two, part three

The end of Angel!Angel and Demon!Ren yayyyy I'm sooo excited to have the rest of my brain back!!! IT'S FINALLY OVER (mostly).

A very long and nonsensical string of writing thoughts and notes on it will be posted much later. Also if anyone wants to ask questions I can answer them in the infodump or on discord if you want a more immediate response... I hope you enjoy da finale 👉👈 sorry this is my baby i really love talking about it but it was impossible til now fjdslkjflks

cw// religious themes

14 Days With You is an 18+ Yandere Visual Novel. MINORS DNI

That mundane, quiet night had taken a turn for the better. You could barely move a muscle after trying to settle your curious desires for your devilish companion, though they still remained. The books and red string were put back where they belonged before you found yourself cradled in strong arms and curled under silken sheets.

Ren had brought you to rest in bed, arms keeping you securely nestled at their side. His bare chest felt incredibly warm against your cheek. The sound of their heart beat steadily, and you moved your head to hear it better. Mesmerizing, and comforting. 

“I'm… tired? Fatigued?” you muttered aloud. It was so hard to stay awake, your eyes kept fluttering. You’d never been quite so drained before.

He gently held your chin to look at you, smiling all the while. “Why do you think? You’re an absolutely ravenous angel. Were it not for that fatigue, you’d surely still have me pinned on the floor with your head thrown back in—”

“Hey!” you interrupted him. The casual way they said it had you suddenly embarrassed. Being aware of your newfound… ‘ravenous’ side was something else entirely.

“It was a wonderful sight, my love, little angel,” he sang your praises with adoration, ending at a word. That word. The one you didn’t know.

An odd little pet name you were all the more curious about.

“What's that word you keep saying?” you asked and his eyes suddenly widened. “I love all the endearing things you call me, but that one—I can't place it.”

“...Oh, love,” he whispered, muffled as they leaned down to press a kiss to the crown of your head. “I’m so sorry. I won't use it anymore.”

“Huh? Is it something bad?” You weren't sure what he meant by that, but you knew well and good they'd never say something cruel to you, let alone call you by a cruel word. Nonsensical as the question was, no other reason came to mind.

“Not at all. It's my favorite word,” his voice was soft, almost heartbroken. “I didn't think you'd forget it so soon… I'll tell you when you're ready, I promise. For now, you only need to rest.”

A simple nod in response on your part. You accepted the answer so easily. There was nothing to worry about anymore. With how exhausted you were from the act, sleep was a natural decision. You could talk in the morning. Or any morning after, you no longer minded. Eventually you'd leave, so what was another few days or weeks?

You settled in and closed your eyes, lulled to sleep by their heartbeat in your ear.

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Cold. You woke up cold. Jolted awake from your own nightmare of falling, drowning in the endless clouds that you once walked upon with ease, only to land in the depths of the freezing ocean below you. With a hushed gasp, you sat up in bed.

The devil was asleep right beside you. Pink hair stained with eerie grays from the moon’s glow through the open window, horns so dark they almost blended into the shadows, ghastly inked patterns that crawled from their shoulders down to their hands. 

One of his was laced tightly with yours. 

You trembled as you slowly pried his fingers away, crawled backwards on the bed until you felt nothing under you and almost fell like that cursed dream.

But the same hands you struggled to get away from caught you. You found instant comfort in his touch, despite the disgust that climbed up your back when you woke—where did it come from? Why were you even trying to get away? 

“I've got you, it's alright,” Ren murmured softly. He guided you to stand, wrapping a wrinkled shirt over your naked shoulders along with his arms. You held on as tight as you could. Your fingers were shaking. 

“I need to—I need to go, Ren. Now,” you gasped into his chest. Your entire body was unsteady, vision blurred from tears you weren't capable of shedding. Whatever you were saying didn't make sense in your head. You needed to go… somewhere. You could picture the place—it had sunkissed clouds as far as the eye could see—but did it have a name?

He read your mind, gently offered the word you couldn't think of, “Heaven?”

There. Home. You nodded. 

“You'll only get hurt.”

“I already know I'll have to repent before my god,” you muttered sheepishly and pulled away, clutching the shirt like a cloak. His knowledge was vast as ever, but what did a demon know of heaven’s affairs? 

“No, little angel. If you even make it that far,” they cursed the realms under their breath and followed as you left the room in a sudden hurry. “They'll take whatever is left of your halo and wings.”

You didn't waste any time throwing open the cabin’s door and walking out into the cool night air. Forced to pause at the sight in front of you, you stared; the breathtaking field of flowers was fully blooming. They were finally as high as Ren promised, the tallest with their golden petals proudly on display in the hallowed shape of a halo.

The beauty only helped his words to sink in. Whatever is left of your halo and wings? You turned around, fully expecting him to be right behind you.

You were face to face as you questioned him, a bite of anger held in. “What do you mean?”

Blue eyes that only seemed paler in the night, once full of hatred for heaven, pooled with long lost grief. “You've fallen from their grace,” he said quietly.

“That doesn't happen.” You denied it quickly. Such a thing had never happened in all the histories of heaven, you at least knew that without ever reading those records. If what he said was true, it’d be common knowledge. A warning that all angels would heed.

“It does, because I—”

A bell rang in the darkened night sky above. Ren froze with unknown fear for a split second and hurriedly reached towards you, shouting something. Another bell obscured their voice, then another and another until the number grew to so many your thoughts drowned in their thunder. Someone was calling you home.

Before you even realized it your wings sprouted forth and threw the unbuttoned shirt he'd given you to the wind, bringing a burning anguish so suddenly intense to bloom in the middle of your back that you fell to your knees. Ren immediately kneeled in front of you. The pain and desperation in his voice pulled at your very core, except you couldn't understand a thing. The bells were so loud. You cried out sharply. It may as well have been silence from what little else you could hear. 

A cracking noise managed to cut through the clamor of the bells above. Translucent shards of stained glass dropped from your head and piled themselves in the dirt at your knees. There was so little of it but you recognized the golden shade, illuminated by the fire licking at your shoulders.

The halo that you'd gained once the library's doors had beckoned you. The few pieces that remained of it, anyway.

Your heart stopped, then started anew. A feeling worse than the holy fire that was turning your beloved wings from feathered grace to ash. He was right; you'd fallen long before this night.

A thousand bells began to still, one by one. You could start to hear Ren again, though only a few words were clear.

“...At night… Forgive… Happen… …Never wanted this for you.”

The last feather fell away into nothing, and the burning in your back, along with the bells, died with it. All the heat you could feel was the demon only inches away, his desolate gaze fixed to you.

You blinked, tear stained cheeks now icy from the salted wind blowing across the ocean. Bits and pieces came back as memories.

The simple, towering clouds that decorated the heavens far as the eye could see. A sun that shined brightly, an everlasting sunrise that greeted you no matter the day. The library that once seemed like paradise you were destined to guard for the rest of time. All echoes of the being that was no longer you.

Something was missing. 

“My… that word,” you whispered. He'd told you it was his favorite word. One that you’d forgotten. “... It was mine?”

He smiled as best he could. It didn't reach his eyes. “You remember it.”

“A little.”

“Then... let me say it for you?” he asked and you nodded. They leaned close, the word slowly leaving their lips with reverence, sadness, unwavering love.

Nothing about it sparked as familiar on the surface. But the word once belonged to you, that empty part inside understood it. Fresh tears welled in the corners of your vision. “When did they take it from me?”

Ren gently wiped your cheek as the tears overflowed again. “I don't know.”

“How—it was mine,” you repeated with a sob. You felt the cold seeping through you and huddled into his embrace. Their body felt more warm and inviting than anything around you. There was nothing—no one else you could ever reach out to anymore.

“I’m sorry. We only have eternity together, my love,” he breathed, tucking your head below his chin with a strangled noise. “I'll say it each and every day so you'll never forget it. I don't want to lose your name, either.”

[shinehyuk]

closer | nishimura riki

| Genre : yandere

ㅡ Summary : after giving in to him, your attempts to get closer to the male don't go unnoticed.

Word Count : 2k

tw/cw : unhealthy obsession, abuse, toxic relationship, food, please do not read if uncomfortable with such themes!

request : Hi ! could you do a yandere ni-ki scenario where the reader starts to give in and attempts to get closer to him ? love your works btw !

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You knocked twice on the door to Riki's room, quietly hoping that he wasn't asleep yet as you waited for his response. Hearing a light 'come in', you walked into the room and respectfully closed the door behind you.

The male turned on the light lamp that resided beside his bed on the night table, frowning at you as he rubbed his eyes. "What do you want?" He asked coldly, sounding almost irritated by the fact that his rest had been so rudely disturbed.

"I can't sleep" You answered with a gulp, thinking of abandoning your plan and going back to your room, but remembering what you decided on before. You were going to attempt to try to get closer to him – it definitely was not going to be easy, but you knew that he wasn't too keen on hurting you and had a secret soft spot, even if he didn't show it too often. And it was not like you could leave, so giving in sounded like the only option you had at the time; and maybe sometime in the future, you could have a chance to escape if he trusted you enough. But for that, you had to get closer to him.

"And?" He cocked a brow, not seeing how your trouble with falling asleep could possibly connect to him in any way.

"Could I.. sleep with you..?" You asked nervously. Riki coughed out from surprise, shocked by your rather abrupt question.

"Sorry?"

"Could I sleep with you?" You repeated, in case the male didn't hear you clearly the first time.

He sat up more straight and sighed, a mix of emotions showing on his face before ending up on a cold, indifferent face. You were sure that he was going to turn you down and tell you to get out and go to sleep, but instead he moved to the right side of the bed, making room for you on the other side.

"Fine." He scoffed, seemingly unhappy, but you could swear that he was trying to fight back a smile for a split second – not wanting the male to change his mind, you hurried to lay down on the free side with a smile. "But don't think I'm going to share the blanket with you."

"Thanks, Riki"

"..Whatever."

He switched the night lamp off, moving to lay on his side, facing away from you. You quickly fell asleep by his side, a bright smile on your face; you were glad that he didn't reject you like he'd always do – that meant that you were probably going to manage to actually get somewhere by attempting to get closer to the male.

You woke up in the morning, smiling at the warm, fuzzy feeling that surrounded you – opening your eyes, you saw that it was a blanket; the same one Riki had. You looked over to his side of the bed, seeing that he was still sleeping, and did not, in fact, have a blanket. You widen your eyes, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Oh no. Did you accidentally take his blanket during the night, when he specifically told you that he wasn't keen on sharing? Was he going to get mad?

You tried to be as quiet and stealthy as you could, taking off the blanket and softly putting it on the male, hoping that he wouldn't wake up while you did. You listened and waited for any signs, but it seemed that he was still asleep. You sighed out in relief, sleepily rubbing your eyes and sitting up. You had a feeling that you had a very nice dream that night, but couldn't remember any of the details.

Standing up from the bed as quietly as you could to not wake the sleeping male, you were ready to leave the room before you suddenly got yanked back, landing on the soft bed again.

"Stay" The male groaned, hugging your arm. You looked over at him, noticing that he still looked like he was in very deep sleep. Was he talking in his sleep? "..Don't leave me."

"I'm not going anywhere" You reassured him, comfortably laying back on the bed, smiling at the male's cute gesture before going back to sleep.

Maybe staying with him wouldn't be so bad?

About an hour later, you woke up, the warm blanket placed on you again. The only difference was, Riki was nowhere to be seen – you frown, stretching and leaving the comfort of the bed, going to look for the male.

Opening the door, you were met face to face with the male who was carrying a tray with two plates on it. Seeing you, he scoffed loudly and looked away. "..You ruined it." He whispered, quietly enough for you to just barely be able to hear.

"Huh?" You frown. "Is that..?"

"..That's not for you." He sneered, coldly walking past you and setting the tray on the bed. "Sit down."

"But–"

"Did you seriously think I'm going to eat from two plates myself, dummy?"

You coughed nervously, embarrassed as you went to sit next to him on the bed. The breakfast looked delicious; Riki wasn't the best cook, but you could tell that he tried, especially if he was making something for you.

"Thank you" You smiled at him, the male looking away as soon as you made eye contact.

"I'm just making sure you don't starve," He said. "Enjoy."

You nod, both of you digging into the food in silence. Even though the only thing you heard was the sound of chewing and fork clinking against the place, the silence wasn't awkward at all; it was rather peaceful. You wished for more mornings like this, but you were more than sure that after you left the room, Riki would return to his cold demeanor, acting like nothing ever happened at all.

After you finished the breakfast, the male stood up, picking up the tray with the empty plates. "I'm leaving. Bye." He stated. "You're.. welcome to stay here. Just don't cause chaos." He shyly gestured at the room, glancing at you one last time before closing the door, not waiting for your response.

You couldn't help but grin, happy that he was already starting to warm up to you so quickly; it was nice. He never really let you stay in his room before, especially when he wasn't present. Could he really have had a change of heart so quickly?

You spent your time reading books and studying from the materials Riki has provided you with; even though you weren't allowed to go out, he still wanted you to have a grip of what's happening in society. Hearing the familiar click of the front door, you couldn't pass up another chance to get closer to him, hurrying to greet the male as soon as he came in.

As soon as Riki fully closed the door behind himself, you wrapped your arms around him, hearing a light gasp. "What did you just..?"

"Hello." You smiled. "Do you have anything for me?" You glanced at the bags he was carrying, the male chuckling at your enthusiasm.

"As if." He put the bags down with a smile on his face that this time, he simply couldn't fight back. The male pulled out a brown teddy bear from one of the bags, awkwardly passing it to you. "..Here. Use this as a sleeping buddy instead of me."

"Oh? Did I snore that much?" You accepted the plush bear, smiling at the fuzzy feeling that was now in your hands.

He rolled his eyes with a smile, unpacking the rest of the stuff from the bags. "Very much."

You scoffed dramatically, turning away from him. "How dare you?"

"Me? You're the one who bothered me in the middle of the night AND had the audacity to snore."

You poked him in his side, making the male yelp as he glared at you, a shock in his eyes that was replaced by a confident look the very next second. "Oh, you're on." He poked you right back, and so you both were a laughing mess for the next two minutes before the male regained himself, his cold attitude returning again.

"..What do you want for dinner?" He asked, unpacking the last bag before entering the kitchen.

"What can you make?" You answered his question with another question, looking around for something to snack on.

"Spaghetti will be good" He said as he yanked the package of sour gummies from your hands, putting it back into the drawer you took it from. "No snacking before dinner."

You whined, crossing your arms. "Not even one?" You made puppy eyes at the male, hoping that he'd break under the pressure of your persuasion.

"..No." He glanced away, preparing the necessary items in order to make the dinner. "Now, unless you want to help, go away."

"Can I really help?"

"No."

"Aw.."

You left the room, impatiently waiting until the male was finally done with the food. After what felt like forever, he returned with the spaghetti, placing it before you.

You ate dinner together while watching TV, the male glancing at you every now and then to make sure you were eating well. Seeing you enjoy the dish he prepared, he smiled in relief as he watched you gobble it up.

After you finished eating, Riki collected the plates and put them away. "..If you need me, I'll be in my room." He muttered before leaving you alone.

The rest of your day went by pretty quickly – you did your daily before sleep routine of skin care then got ready to sleep with your new "sleeping buddy" that Riki got for you. It was a very cute plushie that was holding a red heart in both paws; only after giving the toy more attention, you remembered that you haven't given it a name yet. You thought for a minute, thinking up something that could fit. Perhaps something associated with the male next room? A play of words?

"You look like a Niki, don't you?" You smiled at the bear, feeling its fuzzy, brown fur. "Niki it is." Placing it on your bed, you didn't feel quite satisfied about today's day. You've made quite a move on with Riki, but was it really enough to get closer to him? What if he didn't make anything of it?

You needed something way stronger. Something that will really get through to the male and make him realize that you've truly given in to him.

Knocking on his door just like the night before, you waited for a response. Once you heard one, you entered the room and prepared yourself for what was about to come.

"Riki..?" The male wasn't sleeping yet, scrolling on his phone in the bed.

"What? Can't sleep again?" He cocked a brow, putting his phone away on the night table.

"No, it's just.. I love you"

"..You what?"

"I love you" You repeated a bit louder this time, to make sure that he heard you clearly.

"I know what you're trying to do" He rolled his eyes and scoffed in irritation, standing up from the bed. "It won't work"

"Huh?"

"You're trying to make me let down my guard so you can easily escape."

"No! I just.. want to get closer to you."

He gulped and breathed out, taking a moment to take in and consider everything that you've just said to him. "..Then," He sighed, stepping closer to you. "..I guess I love you, too."

Your eyes slightly widened as he placed a soft, light but loving kiss on your forehead, shyly patting your head with the palm of his hand. "..But don't let it get to your head."

You nod, grinning and happily wrapping your arms around the male who slowly returned the sweet gesture, silently enjoying this moment that he has waited so, so long for. He has wanted this ever since he first saw you. He wanted you to love him back. For you to want to be with him.

And now that it has finally happened, he will let nothing ever tear you apart.

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But I do (You don't need me pt. 2) - Ramattra x reader

Part 1

As much as I love angst, I went for a bit happier ending today :)

A quiet knock on the door wakes you up. You don't have to guess to who it is.

Usually you'd rush to greet him, but right now? You barely find the energy to get up. 

It had been three days since you left. Three miserable days of crying and screaming, cold showers and now bland comfort foods. 

Ramattra was your everything. Still is, you won't let yourself go back when he speaks to you that way. That much you owed yourself. 

Another knock, a bit louder this time. 

After that it's eerie quiet, which means he's probably waiting for you to answer. How was he so sure you even were here?

"Give me a moment," you sigh and drag yourself up. Your reflection in the mirror has dark eye bags and messy, unbrushed hair. Washing your face didn't do much, you still looked like a zombie. 

The door clicks open at your command. You force a smile when your eyes lock with his optics. 

"What do you want?"

Your strained voice is like ice water poured on him. Not that he had any right to complain, you were more than justified in your anger. 

"I'd like to talk." He motions inside, asking for permission. His voice is steady and calm, but stiff movements give away his anxiousness. 

You open the door. Some part of him finds solace in the fact that you're at least willing to let him into your space. Other feels worry for seeing you in such a state.

"Go on." 

"I wanted to apologize." His voicebox clicks, and you wait patiently while he finds his voice again.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have said any of those things."

"No, you shouldn't." It comes out more aggressive than you had intended, but you don't back down. 

"That was not what I truly think of you. You are one of the most brilliant people I've met, and I really should be grateful to have you by my side."

With utmost gentleness he takes ahold of your hands. 

"I let my anger and frustration cloud my judgment. I know it's not an excuse, but I will do better." He wavers, looking for an answer in your eyes. "If you'll let me that is."

You know his apology is sincere. Ramattra looks like he's ready to beg for your forgiveness if that's what it takes. And you do want to forgive him too, but letting go wasn't so simple.

"I think I need some time for myself right now," you say hesitantly. It takes more willpower than it should to not tag a 'sorry' at the end. 

"I understand." He lets go of your hands and turns away, but his figure lingers in the doorway. "I will wait for you, you know where to find me when... if you're willing to give me another chance." 

You give him a light nod before he leaves, and then the room is quiet again. 

Thousand thoughts rage a storm in your head. Memories from happier times, before you'd even thought about the liberation, of long nights when you counted stars and fell asleep in each other's embrace... 

You've missed him far longer than those three days. 

Right now, a meditation would help to clear your head. And then, you'll give him one more chance. That much you owed for both of you.

[its-vannah]

To Love | Another Love Part Three | Eddie Roundtree x Reader

A/N: As of right now, this is the final part of this series unless I get requests asking for another installment. Thank you for all the support 💕

Warnings: Kissing, saying goodbye

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

Daisy Jones and The Six Masterlist

You didn't see Eddie for nearly another year. It was hard, especially once you figured out what that feeling in your heart was. What had started off as a friendship had quickly become something more. The longer you were away from him, the more you realized your feelings for him.

While you may not have seen each other, the two of you did talk on the phone as much as possible. He told you about what was happening in LA, and you filled him in on life in Pittsburgh.

There were nights you fell asleep listening to the sound of his voice. You plugged your phone in by the bed so the cord wouldn't have to stretch so far just so you could talk to him longer.

Even when the two of you didn't have anything to talk about, you found something. Whether that was construction on The Strip or new animals in the zoo.

Hours would pass before one of you would have to hang up to get some sleep, even if you hated saying goodnight.

There weren't any labels on your relationship. You weren't even sure if Eddie saw it as anything more than a friendship. But you needed to see him. To feel yourself nestled into his chest again.

As soon as he told you they were coming to Pittsburgh, you told him not to bother with getting a hotel, that he could stay with you. It was closer to the concert venue, anyway.

He agreed and then had to be pulled off the phone for rehearsals. You bid him goodbye, falling onto your bed with a smile on your face. As giddy as a teenage girl, you imagined how it would be to see him again.

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Warren dropped Eddie off at your apartment on his way to fill up the van's gas. Everyone else was already at the hotel, unaware of Eddie's plans to stay with you over them.

As soon as the buzzer rang, you raced downstairs to help him with his bags.

He had to drop his luggage as you ran fullforce to him, draping your arms over his shoulders.

"You didn't miss me at all, did you?" He teased, setting you back down on the pavement, grabbing his suitcase.

You took his other two bags, slinging one over your shoulder and holding the other in one of your hands, "No, not in the slightest."

"I can carry them, I don't mind."

Turning on your heel, you tilted your head, "You don't feel comfortable letting a woman carry your bags? Guess you're not as perfect as I thought."

Flustered, he shook his head, "No, no—that's not—I just—"

You broke out into a fit of laughter, "I'm messing aith you, Ed, don't worry."

He nodded, relief washing over him before another thought popped into his head, "You think I'm perfect?"

"Don't let it go to your head."

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Luckily for Eddie, you had a spare bedroom with a bedframe and mattress already set up. You had put on the sheets that morning, making sure everything was perfect for him before he arrived.

That night, with a record playing in the background, you poured both yourself and Eddie a glass of wine. Bringing it over to him on the couch,

That night, the two of you settled down on your couch, a record playing in the background as you poured yourselves a glass of wine.

Clinking glasses, you both took a small sip before you set the glass down on the sidetable.

"Can I ask you a question?"

He nodded, turning his body towards you, "Go for it."

"Everyone in the band—even Warren—has seen or is seeing somebody," You said, eyes wandering the room, "Why not you?"

Eddie looked down at his glass, swirling the wine around as he thought about how to respond.

"I'm sorry if I'm prying," You said, taking a large sip of wine, "You don't have to answer if you don't have to."

"Y/N, I—"

The buzzer rang again, cutting him off.

Groaning, you set your glass back down and went to the buzzer box, "Hello?

The other line was quiet for a moment, "Y/N?"

"Who is this?" You asked, the other end distorted.

"It's Graham."

You paused, "What do you need?"

"Look... Can we talk? Please?"

Looking back at Eddie, you hesitated, "I don't know."

"Just give me five minutes, please."

"Okay."

You buzzed him in, turning to Eddie.

"Who was that?" He asked.

Pursing your lips, you met his eyes, "Graham."

"Oh," Eddie frowned, "Should I—Should I give you two a minute or...?"

"No, you can stay there. It shouldn't take long."

There was a knock on the door a few minutes later. Taking a deep breath, you opened it, revealing a disheveled Graham on the other side.

"Your five minutes starts now, Dunne," You sighed, crossing your arms and leaning against the doorframe.

Nodding, he began, "I made a mistake, Y/N/N. I made a mistake when I walked away from you—from us. I want to give us a try. Please."

You were silent for a moment, not wanting it to hurt him too bad that you already had an answer in your head, "No."

"Please, Y/N. I want you. I'm choosing you."

"I don't want there to have to be a choice between me and someone else. I need someone who is with me without hesitation," You explained, "Graham, I've moved on."

He looked you up and down, in your nicest sundress, "Am I interrupting something?"

"Yes, Graham. You are," You said, growing increasingly frustrated with him, "What about Karen? Does she know you're here?"

"Karen and I are—I don't know," He said, tears swelling in his eyes, "No. She doesn't know I'm here. We had a fight."

You shook your head, "Graham, all you've ever really wanted in life was to be loved. Just because you can't get that for one second from one woman doesn't mean you can run to the next one you find and get it from her. I can't be that woman for you."

"You don't—you don't love me anymore?"

"A part of me will always love you, but I'm not in love with you. I haven't been for a while."

He nodded, accepting your answer, "Okay."

"Okay," You repeated, "Go get her, Graham. You don't want to lose this one."

With that, you closed the door, turning back to Eddie.

"I'm sorry about that," You apologized, "I didn't think it would take that long."

He rose from the couch, walking towards you, "Did you mean what you said? You're not in love with him anymore?"

You nodded, "I haven't been for a while, Eddie."

"Is there... Is there someone else?"

You began slowly stepping towards him, "There is."

"Who... Do I know him?"

"I'd say you know him pretty well."

The two of you were inches away from each other.

"I believe our conversation was interrupted," Your voice was just above a whisper, "So let me ask you again: Is there anyone on your mind?"

He nodded, tilting his head, "There is."

A dreamy smile appeared on your lips, "Do I know her?"

His lips were mere seconds from being on yours, "I'd say you know her pretty well."

With that, you closed the gap between the two of you, your lips moving against his.

Eddie's hands cupped your face before slowly moving them down to your waist. Your arms tangled around his neck, smiling as you leaned into the embrace.

There was someone else—and that someone was Eddie.

[electrosair]

You argue with them

english isn’t my first language, sorry for mistakes characters: Diluc + Childe + Gorou (separate)

tw: arguing, being mean to the reader (diluc part), thoughts of dying (childe part), reader taking off their clothes (gorou part) and i think that's all (let me know if there's something else) btw, i'm thinking of opening requests-

word count: almost 2k

Diluc

It was a silly discussion, it had all started because Kaeya visited Angel's Share, I don't know at what point they started talking about past issues and I ended up involved in the talk. After the cavalry captain finished his drink, he left, almost as if it was Diluc who kicked him out. "You didn't have to throw him out like that..." He didn't answer anything, didn't even look at me. He left me sitting at the bar, watching as the last customers left and he finished his turn cleaning the glasses. I tried to distract myself with any nonsense, avoiding thinking about the behavior my boyfriend was having. Nervous, I started playing with my hands, breaking the corners of my nails the longer he took to give me a little look. "Diluc" He cut me off speaking "You shouldn't have gotten into the conversation" He wiped his hands on the rag and walked out from behind the bar, grabbing his coat and heading for the door, ready to close. "I don't get it, why can't you treat him right for once" "Drop the subject, let's go now" "He's your brother, you're too hard on him" I reached over to pick up my coat as well, glancing over as Diluc clenched the keys inside his fist. "I said, drop the subject." He threw open the door, causing a blast of air to hit us both. He stood still in the doorway, waiting for me to come out, then closed it. I heard the sound of the keys going into his coat as I watched him in the darkness of the Mondstadt night, the only light was from the moon, illuminating his face with sharp features, he wasn't liking the situation. I decided to drop the subject for a while, I didn't want us to arrive at the Dawn Winery angry either.

On the way back neither of you spoke, if he was already quite reserved, now he was being even more so.

When the wind picked up in intensity again you felt your coat lift, letting the cold creep in. He noticed it, hesitating between coming closer and hugging you with all his strength or whether to continue on his way as fast as possible so that you would be warm in the fireplace.

He might be upset about the situation that happened between Kaeya and him a while ago, but he would never be with you. That's why he was trying to get as far away from you as possible.

Once at home, you saw him go straight up to your room, leaving you talking to one of the maids, who was asking you what you would prefer for dinner. You didn't know what to answer, all you wanted to do was bury yourself under the silk sheets and cry.

She noticed, concerned, and offered you tea or an infusion so you could relax. You didn't refuse, thanked her and went straight to the fireplace, curling up among the cushions and blankets.

While I was finishing my berries tea and repressing the tears that were fighting to come out of my eyes, I heard some footsteps, I guessed it was the girl who spoke to me before. With a last sip of the cup I left it on the coffee table and then I felt a weight sink onto the sofa, pulling back a blanket and crawling under it. Diluc opened his arms and looked straight into my eyes "I thought you had fallen asleep already or were doing paperwork" I tucked my head into his chest, trying to act mature, I knew I would die of embarrassment if he realized I was having such a hard time over a silly little confrontation like that. He tangled his hands in my hair, stroking my scalp and leaving a kiss over my head "Sorry, I know I shouldn't have behaved like this." At that moment I broke on him, tears fell, and I held onto the sides of his pajama shirt tightly. "Shhh, don't cry. We're fine, right?" He pressed me even tighter against his body, waiting for a response that would reassure him too. "Yes, we're fine," I tried to talk between hiccups and heavy breaths. He took my cheek with his left hand and raised my chin. He kissed me tenderly and reburied me where I was before, falling asleep by the fire, between casual caresses and kisses on the cheeks.

Childe

I only cared about him and I knew he cared about me too, but I was really worried that something might happen to him for being part of the Fatui, on top of that in such a high position. The first time I saw him arrive with deep wounds I knew something wasn't right, but he denied everything, saying that they would pass and that I shouldn't get upset. How could I not?

"It's okay, it's not the first time I've arrived like this" He spoke between his teeth while taking off his layers of clothes, stained with a red color. I didn't even know what to answer him, I just ran to the bathroom to look for bandages or something that could help him.

Once back, I could see him sitting up, pressing his hands against his abdomen and letting out little moans of pain. "Tartaglia, this is not good. I don't like you coming back like this, it can't be right" "I promise you, it is. It's not the worst thing that's ever happened to me" He tried to let out a laugh, but a cough came out instead. "That's why it's not! Who assures me you'll come back alive?" He lowered his gaze, taking the bandages from my hand and putting them on by himself. "I'll come back every time, it hurts me that you doubt me" "Stop joking! I know you're an adult enough to do what you want and take care of yourself. I just want- well, never mind."

The feeling of pressure on my stomach made it impossible for me to even carry on a conversation. I left the room, heading into the bedroom and closing the door behind me. Several more groans came to be heard and then footsteps. The front door slamming shut made me jump in my position, I couldn't believe he had gone out again, was it my fault?

Childe hadn't had a good day and if you started a fight he knew it wasn't going to get any better. So when he saw you disappear into your room he decided to go outside to get some air and let off steam.

Maybe wanting to put his thoughts in order, or let you put yours in order. Either way, he preferred it to yell at you.

He had been thinking about it, and it was true to a certain extent what you were saying, what if one day he didn't come back alive? Now that the Fatuis had been closer to the dead than at any other time, he was beginning to see that clearly. He didn't want to abandon his family, let alone you.

With the quickest pace he could, he walked back to the door of your house, entering as he thought of only one thing: to stay by your side for the rest of his life.

You didn't hear the sound of his footsteps or even the sound of the door opening, you only felt how two arms embraced you from behind, turning you into the small spoon.

I tried to turn around, but he held me tightly when he noticed and pressed kisses down the back of my neck and shoulders. "I'll try to go more carefully" I took a deep breath at his words, it was just what I wanted to hear him say. "Promise me?" "Of course, I still have things left to do with you" He went back to doling out kisses and this time he did let me turn around, I kissed him passionately, happy and calm that it hadn't ended badly. "What things?" "I'm a family man, don't you think?"

Gorou

Maybe he took that reaction just from the shock of the moment, maybe because he'd had a particularly bad day, or maybe simply because he was worried about losing me.

"But I want- I need to help" "My answer is still going to be no, and if I don't accept it, no one else can do anything" He turned mid-sentence to begin removing his armor garments. Steady movements and a scowl. Even if I wanted to trick myself into not believing his words, I was right, it was the general. "Please, Gorou, I know I can do more" "All you do is enough" I brought my hand towards his direction, trying to grab his forearm. "People are dying and the only thing you seem to be worried about is me not getting out of here!" his ears perked up, he turned around again, coming face to face. "Are you listening to yourself? I've already said it, the answer is final!"

He released his grip on me and went straight to our provisional room in the camp, leaving me alone amidst the now not at all soothing silence after the discussion. I was sure more than one person outside could have heard him. Thousands of previous ideas went over in my mind again: going without him knowing, arriving at a training on the spur of the moment, asking Kokomi or the rest of the troops for help… or telling him directly, which hadn't gone as expected.

I could have gone after him to keep insisting, but with the mood we were both in at the moment I didn't think that was the best idea. Grabbing a small jacket and putting my shoes back on, I left the cabin, hoping not to make too much noise with the door, if Gorou wouldn't let me go, I would go on my own.

As much as you tried to act as mature as possible, helplessness was starting to grow in the bottom of your chest and a tear rolled down your cheek.

The weather was not favorable either, the storm could be heard in the distance, closer and closer to the camp. You clutched your jacket tightly, holding your arms against your chest to try to keep warm, and when the first drops fell you could no longer tell if it was tears or rain dripping down your face.

You realized that it wasn't worth it to stay outside, you would get sick and give your boyfriend more reasons to keep you away from the battle, so without further ado you headed back to the warmth of the cabin.

A voice calling your name startled you, Gorou was at the door with a worried look on his face, he rushed to your now shivering body and grabbed you in his arms, pulling you both inside.

Once in the bathroom he began to remove your layers of clothing as he turned on the hot water faucet. He left a kiss on your forehead and ran his hands over your soaked cheeks, from the snap back to reality and the heaviness you could feel on your eyelids, you understood that they were tears.

He gently lifted me up and put me into the bathtub, already filled with warm water. I closed my eyes, just wanting to feel his hands running over and massaging my tired body. "What were you doing outside? You know it's not safe." A single groan came out of my mouth and I tilted my head, resting it on his chest. I heard a sigh, he knelt down in front of the tub and placed his chin on my head. "I'll think about it, but no promises." A slight smile tugged at my lips. "Thank you."

[1-beansss-1]

~ Feverish ~

Simon petrikov x gn!reader

Brief summary - you have a bad fever, and Simon comes over and cares for you.

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You woke up feeling terrible, your nose was stuffy, your throat was sore, you were shivering, you sat up putting your arms around yourself for warmth, you got up and walked to the bathroom, you did your normal morning routine, you looked in the mirror.

"I feel like shit.. I look like it, too.."

You said, your voice was hoarse and you audibly sounded stuffy.

"Sound like shit..."

You said and yawned a bit. You went out to the kitchen where you had a meditation cabinet. You pulled out a thermometer and took your temperature.

"Holly.. I'm going back to bed.."

You were running a high fever, luckily you always had medicine just in case you were sick. You took some for your stuffy nose but didn't have anything that helped a fever.. you sighed and walked back into your room. You laid down and pulled the covers over you. You felt very cold. You suddenly remembered that you made plans with simon for later in  the day, You grabbed your phone that was on the bedside table and texted simon

'Hey, Im so sorry to camcel but jm very sick rn.. I have a hih fever'

You started to fall asleep as you typed. You sent it without noticing the typos and fell asleep. You woke up to your phone ringing, you answered

"..hello?"

You were groggy still and felt a little woozy due to the fever. You rubbed your eyes and yawned.

"I saw your message.. are you alright?"

Simon answered, and he sounded slightly worried.

"I'm fine.."

You said as you fell back asleep, you still had your phone up to your ear.

"You sound tired.. try to get some rest, ok?"

He said and heard quite snoring from his phone. He smiled and let out a small sigh.

"... You already are.... sweet dreams.."

He said, hanging up the phone. Simon finished up with his exhibit, closing it early. He started to walk to your house and on the way he started to think about making you soup. He walked over to the nearest market and bought all the ingredients he needed.

He got to your house and opened the door. He walked inside, making sure he was quiet so he would disturb you. He walked to the kitchen and started to cook. He cut up the vegetables and boiled some water, humming as he cooked.

You woke up to the smell of food and walked out to the kitchen. You were still half asleep. You walked up to simon and put your arms around him.

"..Mmm... I love you.."

You mumbled, pressing your body against him. Simon's face turned bright red when you said that,

You clearly meant it in a platonic way, right?

Simon thought and started to overthink. He had been battling his feelings for you for a while, only recently entertaining the idea in his head.

The sound of you snoring quietly snapped him out of thought.

"You poor thing.."

Simon said, turning around. He had an arm around you so you wouldn't fall over.

"You're that sick, huh?"

He looked at you. He looked concerned. He didn't know how you were sleeping standing up. He picked you up and started to carry you back to bed.

You woke up, confused. You couldn't tell if this was a dream or not.

"simonnn..I..I don't feel good.."

You whined.

"I know...I know.."

He said, putting you down in the bed and pulling the covers around you. He put his hand on your face, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. He quickly pulled away when he realized what he was doing and stood up.

"I gotta go back to the stove.. I'll be back soon, ok?"

He said with a gentle smile. You grumbled a bit and frowned, you were pouting.

He blushed slightly. You were being way too cute for him.

"Go to sleep. You won't even notice I'm gone"

You nodded, your eyes were already closed, and you quickly fell asleep. He sighed and walked out of your bedroom.

"Focus, simon! ...You're here to take care of them...."

He mumbled to himself as he returned to the stove. He focused back on cooking. He stirred the pot a bit and tasted it.

"Mm Almost ready.."

He said with a smile. He got a bowl down and waited for the soup to be done. When it was, he turned off the stove and scooped out some in a bowl. He grabbed you a spoon and walked into your room. He sat down the bowl on your bedside table and gently shook you awake.

"Hey... I made you some soup."

You whined slightly when he woke you up, and you sat up and rubbed your eyes.

He put some pillows behind you to prop you up. He handed you the bowl of soup. You grabbed it and hunched over it, putting the bowl closer to your face. Simon sat down at the foot of your bed watching you eat. He was worried about if you liked the soup or not. He looked at you, looking for an indicator that you liked it.

"Mmm.. good soup.."

You mumbled in-between bites. Simon sighed in relief. He was glad you liked it. When you were done, you sat it down on the bedside table. He got up and tried to grab the bowl, but you grabbed his wrist.

"Simon.. come here.."

You mumbled sleepily and squeezed his wrist slightly. You didn't want him to leave you alone.

He leaned on the bed and looked over at you.

"Yes?"

He said, tilting his head a bit. You grumbled, you wanted him closer.

"Simon.."

You whined, squeezing his wrist a bit more.

"What is it? Do you need something?"

He smiled sweetly. He found you calling him adorable.

You put your arms around him and pulled him in the bed. You were surprisingly strong in your feverish and loopy state.

"W-What are you doing?"

Simon said, falling on top of you. He caught himself so he would squish you.

You pulled him closer, making him lay on top of you. You just wanted some comfort when your whole body hurt and when you couldn't think.

Simon tried to gently move off of you. He thought he would make your fever worse, but you squeezed him tighter, not letting him move.

"Alright.. alright.."

He mumbled. He felt his cheeks burn. You nuzzled your head into his neck, making him even more flustered. You fell asleep, snoring slightly.

He started to think.

this is just platonic, right? No way you liked him.. friends did this all the time!

He convinced himself. He took his glasses off and put them on the bedside table. He closed his eyes, trying to go to sleep.

In the morning, you woke up, keeping your eyes closed. You grumbled slightly. You didn't wanna be awake. You felt that your fever had calmed down a bit. You were actually having coherent thoughts.

You were so loopy and out of it yesterday you could barely think. You couldn't remember if what happened yesterday was a dream or not.

You realized that something heavy was on your chest. You opened your eyes and looked down at Simon. Well, this part wasn't a dream. you blushed, feeling embarrassed about yesterday. Simon rolled off of you and sat up slowly. He rubbed his eyes. Simon looked over at you.

"How long have you been awake?"

He said in a sleepy voice. He looked over at you, squinting so he could see a little better.

"Uh.. couple of minutes..give or take.."

You said, sitting up on the bed, smiling at him.

"How's your fever...?"

"Better, I don't feel out of it anymore.. I can actually think"

You said, giggling a bit. He blinked, trying to wake up. He was thinking about what you said. It took him a bit to process it since he just woke up.

"Oh, that's great!"

He said as he woke up a bit more. You nodded, your face was still flushed.

He leaned closer to you.

"You're redder than yesterday.. are you sure you're alright?"

Your body stiffened as he got closer towards you. You leaned back in embarrassment.

"Yes.. well, I think I still have a slight fever, but it's not as bad?"

You laughed nervously. He leaned closer to you and put the back of his hand on your forhead. It wasn't as bad as yesterday, but you were still burning. He felt your cheek to check, too.

"Hmm.. your cheeks are hotter than your forhead... you should get more rest."

He said, his face full of concern. You nodded and laid back down. Simon got up and grabbed his glasses, putting them on. He turned to you and pulled the covers over you. He smiled and turned around to walk out the room.

"S-Simon...could...could you stay.. please? I know you stayed with me last night... but I don't want you to leave me.."

You looked at him with big pleading eyes.

He looked at you, his face was red. He couldn't say no to you, even if he wanted to. He nodded and walked over to the bed and sat down next to you.

"Thank you.."

You smiled at him and let out a sigh.

"..I'm sorry you have to stay.."

You said as your expression changed, you looked upset. Simon turned to look at you. He moved some hair out of your face.

"I don't have to stay.. I'm here because I want to.. because.."

He paused for a bit, he stopped himself from saying what he wanted. He was way too embarrassed to tell you what he was thinking.

"Uh... because I want to make sure you're alright.."

You smiled, he knew exactly what to say to make you feel better, he always knew. You yawned a bit and drifted off to sleep. He smiled at you. He gently ran his fingers through your hair. He enjoyed this closeness, but he started to think.

Was this fair to Betty? Was he betraying her by being this close to you? Was he taking advantage of you while you're sick?

He didn't even know if you liked him back. He put his hands on his head and let out a loud sigh.

In your sleep, you threw your arm on him, kinda slapping his chest, pulling him out of his own head. He chuckled a bit. It was almost like you knew he was overthinking.

He looked around the room and saw the bowl on the bedside table. He got up, and you grumbled a bit.

"I know.. I'll be back, I promise.."

He said and picked up the bowl. He walked out of the room. He put the bowl in the kitchen sink, and a bookshelf caught his attention. He walked over and ran a finger across the spines of the books. One caught his attention, and he picked it up. He walked back to your room and sat down next to you and started to read. You rolled over to him, putting your arms around him.

Mabye, it was alright to just stay like this with you.. just for a little while longer..

He thought to himself before he started to read again.