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lyvhie · 3 months

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hi omg read the jeno one I requested ATE DOWNNNNNN…… so for nowwwww maybe thinking jeno (sorry I love him…) x shy!reader who doesent really like the idea of jeno seeing her naked cause reader is SCAREDDDD… so he just praises her throughout the whole thing… LOVE UR WORKS they’re so good 💖

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touch it | ljn

jeno x fem!reader (18+ mdni)

summary: jeno never intended to invest so much time and effort just to have sex with you.

a/n: my sweet 🦋 anon... i'm sorry it took me so long to post this. as soon as i saw it i started writing but it wasn't coming out like i think it should and i didn't want to give you something bad 😞 please forgive me 🙏 i hope you like this one too, it ended up being longer than i was planning. love u, please don't give up on me!

cw: smut, shy/inexperienced!reader, jeno big dick agenda, very slightly bulge kink, fingering, oral (m), unprotected penetrative sex (bcs i forgot to write the condom part sorryyy 🫣), praising, pet names.

jeno never considered himself a patient person. he always got what he wanted when he wanted. and that's why you were driving him crazy.

at first, he enjoyed toying with you, finding it effortless to get under your skin. it was just a game to him, a way to pass the time by teasing and taunting. he loved pushing your buttons with even the slightest action, knowing how easily you would react.

he wasn't entirely sure why you acted the way you did around him. was it shyness or fear of people in general? perhaps a combination of both. regardless, he found your reactions incredibly endearing. whenever he looked at you, he couldn't help but smile at the way you fidgeted and stumbled over your words.

it was cute. he just knew he had to fuck you. he made it his personal goal.

he was aware that winning you over wouldn't be easy, and that he'd have to gain your trust and go through the whole song and dance. but he saw it as a thrilling challenge, and he was determined to make you his.

he surprisingly found it easy to become your friend. given your lonely nature, he didn't need to put in much effort. you didn't appear to have many friends, which made it simple for him to step in and fill that role.

what began as innocent gestures, like whispering sweet nothings in your ear or tenderly tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, quickly escalated into more intimate encounters.

his “accidental” touches or the casual placing of his hand on your thigh, how he enjoyed wrapping his arms around you from behind, his chest pressed against your back as his hands gently roamed your sides. he did all of this to get rise out of you, to see you get all flustered and embarrassed and it worked perfectly.

he knew that simply being a good friend wouldn't be enough to take you to bed with your legs all open for him, so he doubled down on his efforts. he had to be the best friend you ever had.

he became the person you could count on for anything — if something was troubling you, he'd be there to listen and provide comfort. you wanted a plushie from your favorite show? no problem, he would make sure to get it for you. feeling lonely and in need of companionship? all you had to do was call him, and he'd be right there for you.

all of it was part of his grand scheme to lower your defenses and draw you closer to him. and it worked little by little.

when you confessed that you had never kissed anyone before, his response was instant: "that's what friends are for." he gauged your reaction, noticing the way you nibbled on your lip and fidgeted with the hem of your skirt, all little habits that he had noticed in you a long time ago.

his words were merely to test the waters, to see how you would respond to his subtle advances. he was overjoyed when you finally agreed to his suggestion, after taking some time to consider (a good 5 minutes). he couldn't help but feel proud that he was the one who would get to kiss your innocent lips, a thought that thrilled him. this small victory fueled his confidence in the belief that winning you over wouldn't be hard.

it was fun to him, teaching you how to kiss for the first time and seeing your reaction to his touch. the moment he reached out to touch your face, you quickly recoiled, as if you had been burned. it just fueled his desire to go further and explore this nervous, inexperienced side of you.

"relax, baby," he spoke softly, your favorite term of endearment rolling off his tongue effortlessly. he gently took your hand in his, soothingly rubbing his thumbs over your skin in a reassuring manner. it was his way of calming you down, a small gesture that never failed to affect you.

as you tried to follow his words and relax, he cupped your face between his hands and leaned in closer. with a soothing tone, he instructed you to close your eyes. he was so close that you unconsciously held your breath, which made him chuckle. his breath ghosted over your skin as he spoke, his proximity to you causing your heart to flutter in your chest.

as his lips finally touched yours, a soft gasp escaped you and you nearly jolted. he started with just a gentle peck, giving you a chance to adjust to the sensation. your heart pounded wildly in your chest, the rapid rhythm so intense that you feared it might burst out of your chest at any moment. you were almost certain he could hear it, the sound of your heartbeats echoing in your ears and filling the silence between you.

his soft voice gently commanded, "open your mouth slightly, sweetheart," and you obeyed eagerly, parting your lips. a small hum escaped you as you felt the warm, wet touch of his tongue slipping into your mouth. the sudden sensation sent chills down your spine, surprising you in the most pleasurable way.

as you started moving your tongue against his, following the rhythm he set, he was the one who couldn't help but let out a pleased hum. his hand moved from your face to your hair, fingers gently grasping the locks and pulling you closer to him.

the feeling of your mouth against his, your inexperienced but eager tongue trying to keep up with his, was beyond what he imagined. the taste of you, so sweet and untainted, drove him to become more demanding, rougher, and you didn't seem to mind, responding to his intensity with a sense of abandon.

he carefully maneuvered you onto your back on the couch, crawling over you and bringing his body on top of yours. his hands began to explore your form, tracing every contour until they reached your thighs and gently caressed the soft skin. with a sly smile, he squeezed the supple flesh, grateful that you were wearing a skirt, making his plans even simpler.

tou were so absorbed in the way his mouth captured yours that it took awhile for you to notice his hand roaming further up your skirt. the feeling of his fingers slowly tracing your inner thigh sent shivers up your spine, igniting sparks of pleasure that made you almost gasp into his mouth.

you managed to pull away from the kiss, panting for air, and stopped his hand before it went any higher. "w-wait, jeno," you gasped, your voice breathless and filled with hesitation.

jeno's breath was shallow, his mouth moving to your neck as he inhaled your scent and began to place soft, gentle kisses there, making you left a soft sigh. he hummed against your skin, his voice still unsteady as he responded to you. "what is it, baby?" he murmured against your skin, his warm breath teasing your sensitive flesh.

“i-i don't—” your words were interrupted by a gasp as he sucked on your neck, his lips creating a pleasant suction that made your head spin. but as he continued to nibble and kiss your skin, you softly pleaded, "j-jeno, stop.”

jeno grudgingly pulled away from your neck, his eyes a mix of desire and annoyance as he looked at you. but you were too flustered to notice his expression, hastily hiding your face in your hands, unable to meet his gaze. your embarrassment was palpable, and the moment was suspended in a brief silence.

before he could utter another word, you hastily scrambled out from under him, mumbling a clumsy excuse before hastily retreating to your room. he sat there on the couch, a little bewildered, as he watched you disappear. the sound of your door closing echoed in the silence that followed, leaving him alone with his frustrated thoughts.

he ran his hand through his hair. of course he wouldn't get in your panties so quickly. he got a little carried away by the moment and forgot that he needed to take things very slowly with you.

he had assumed you would lock yourself in your room for a while longer, probably consumed by a million thoughts and doubts that he was all too familiar with at this point.

after a while, he stood up from the couch and approached your door, knocking softly on the wood. "i'll be waiting," he called out softly, and that was all he said.

he was already starting to turn away, but the sound of the door opening caught his attention. you emerged from behind the opening, looking at him timidly, and he was taken aback by your whispered request.

"can we... keep practicing? j-just the kissing…" you spoke in a small voice, your words barely audible but filled with trepidation and desire. he froze for a moment, surprised by the unexpected request, before a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

“you don't have to ask twice, sweetheart.”

in the days that followed, a new routine was established between you and him. every time you found yourselves together, whether at his place or yours, the hours would pass in a haze of lip and tongue, mouths moving against each other in a frenzy. by the end of each session, your lips would be swollen and sensitive to the touch, a reminder of the time spent indulging in such an activity.

but what truly fueled jeno's frustration was the fact that your interactions always seemed to stop at the same point. no matter how much he touched and caressed you, nothing ever went further than a few brief moments of physical contact.

he felt an intense sense of desperation growing within him, the unfulfilled desire weighing heavily on his mind. he longed to take things further, to explore more of you, but somehow he always found himself stuck in this endless cycle of heated yet ultimately unsatisfying make-out sessions.

he was already mentally bracing himself for the challenges ahead, but then you caught him off guard once more.

sitting on his lap, your tongues intertwined in a hungry dance, you suddenly did something unexpected. you began to subtly grind against his thigh, your movements and moans so natural it was as if you weren't fully aware of what you were doing.

the sensations were immediate, and he felt a twitch in his pants. the feeling of you riding his leg set his body trembling with desire. a low groan escaped him, his kiss growing more fierce as he tried to keep himself together in the face of your unintentional provocation. he could feel his arousal growing with each passing moment, and the thought of having you so close yet so out of reach was driving him insane.

jeno's grip on your waist became a little tighter as he pulled you down, pressing you against him more firmly. the thin fabric of your shorts did little to disguise the wetness building between your thighs, leaving a noticeable dampness on his pants.

your moans grew a little louder as you lost yourself in the sensations, and jeno reluctantly broke the kiss to look at you. he clutched your waist, stopping your movements and holding you firmly in place, drawing a whine from you.

your words escaped your lips involuntarily, a soft plea for more. "jeno, please," you murmured, desperation tinging your voice. he chuckled softly at the sound of your plea, his smirk growing wider. “please what, baby?" he whispered, his lips brushing gently against yours, barely making contact, teasing you with the lightest touch.

his question hung in the air, unanswered, leaving you floundering to articulate your desires. you felt a mixture of shyness and embarrassment, unable to vocalize what you truly wanted. so, your response was a soft whine as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. his chest vibrated with a low chuckle, his amusement evident at your inability to express yourself clearly.

“you want some relief here, sweetie?” his hand slid between your legs, his middle finger pressing against your clothed cunt, making you gasp at the sudden contact.

this time, you made no attempt to stop him, instead nodding silently in agreement. you buried yourself deeper into the safety of his neck, feeling embarrassment and need. you knew deep down that you were desperate for some form of release, and the realization only flustered you.

jeno, on the other hand, was practically bursting with excitement and joy, mentally launching fireworks and wanting to dance a victory lap around the house. he was finally close to getting the hardest fuck of his life — not exactly in the good way.

his voice was a soft whisper in your ear as he nibbled gently on your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine. "we should do something about it, shouldn't we, pretty girl?" he murmured, his nose nuzzling tenderly against your ear. "will you let me help you again?" he asked, his breath warm against your skin.

your response was immediate, a desperate plea for his touch. "yes, please," you managed to stutter out, your voice tinged with a hint of need.

even though he just wanted to empty his balls, he knew he had to make you experience some of the sensations and induce you to want more.

jeno leaned against the bedhead, preparing himself for what was to come. his one hand began to trace gentle circles on your thigh, while the other continued to soothe you with soft caresses on your back. "okay, baby," he assured you. "just relax and let me take care of you, alright?”

jeno had become skillful in taking care of you, and his request for you to relax was met with an immediate submission from you. he wasted no time moving your pajamas shorts out of the way, efficiently tugging the fabric to the side.

due to your current position, where you were on his lap, with your chest pressed against his and your face still buried in his neck, jeno had limited visibility of you. he could feel your body against his, but he couldn't see much more than that. despite being mildly frustrated by the lack of visual access, he knew you wouldn't pull away anytime soon, even if he asked. you seemed too focused on hiding your flustered face against his skin.

even so, he could feel how soaked your panties were and that was enough for him right now. once again, jeno wasted no time in his actions, pulling your panties to the side with decisive motion. his digits pressed gently against your sensitive flesh, eliciting sigh from you. his fingers parted your folds, gently exploring your wetness with delicate movements. he took his time, savoring the moment, your soft sounds and how you were already squirming with just a few touches.

you gasped as he slipped a finger inside you. he started pumping slowly, he could feel how tight you were and he couldn't help but feel his cock stir inside his pants, his mind swirling with thoughts of what it would be like to be inside you.

"how does it feels, baby?" he coos, adding another finger to stretch you just enough, feeling how you clenched around his digits and moaned timidly into his neck. “g-good… very good,” was all you could mutter, your breath hitching as you felt him scissor and curl.

jeno hummed, a contented sound escaping him, as he used his free hand to gently push away the strands of hair that hung over your neck. he pressed his lips against your skin, gently kissing and nibbling at the sensitive flesh, feeling a shiver run through you.

jeno's fingers began to search inside you, seeking out the spot that would make you melt. when you trembled and a loud moan escaped you, his smirk widened. "found it," he chuckled, continuing to target that sweet spot with deliberate precision.

he added pressure with his palm against your clit, rubbing it softly but firmly enough to ignite intense sensations. he knew exactly how sensitive you were, and even this gentle touch was more than enough to leave you moaning and trembling.

jeno nuzzled your ear, his breath warm against your skin as he spoke soft words to you. "you sound so pretty, baby," he murmured, his hand never ceasing its movement as he felt your body clenching around him. "i know you're close already," he continued, increasing the speed of his movements. "just let it go, don't hold it back, okay?" he coaxed.

you didn't even realize how close you were, the sensations stirring in your body completely unexpected. there was a strange feeling in your stomach, your toes curling as you clung to him tighter. then, his words struck you like a command, and suddenly, a wave of pleasure washed over you. the new sensation was overwhelming, almost transporting you to another realm.

jeno absolutely loved the way you mewled his name in the midst of your climax. he relished in the sweet sounds you made, eagerly anticipating the chance to hear more and feel more of you. his desire was palpable as he continued to watch you come undone in his arms.

with your body quivering from the aftermath of your climax, you leaned against him, allowing your weight to fully rest on him. the tingles that coursed through you seemed to reach every inch of your skin, leaving you breathless. you panted slightly as you felt your body slowly returning to a state of stability.

jeno slowly withdrew his fingers, wiping them clean on your shorts. with a gentle tug, he drew your face away from his neck, allowing him to finally get a proper look at you.

your mind was still hazy from the intensity of your climax, and you barely registered his actions until you saw the smug expression on his face. the realization that you looked so utterly wrecked just from a little fingering made jeno silently contemplate how you would look when he pushed you further than just his fingers.

you were on the verge of speaking when he silenced you with a kiss, a kiss that you gladly returned. the touch of his hands slipping under your shirt sent a shiver down your spine, his fingers gently caressing your bare skin. you felt his touch drifting over the clasps of your bra, his movements deliberate and suggestive.

despite being consumed by the myriad of sensations he was evoking in you, you couldn't help but notice the way his hand tugged at the hem of your shirt, clearly signaling his intention to remove it. but as he began to lift the fabric, you instinctively halted his movements by placing your hands over his, preventing him from proceeding further. you pulled away from the kiss, gazing into his eyes a hint of hesitation.

“n-not yet, jeno,” you managed to stutter out, biting your lower lip as you averted your gaze from him. the thought of revealing yourself even partially in front of him sent a wave of fear and nervousness coursing through you. despite the intimate moment you had just shared, the idea of baring your body to him, even further, felt overwhelmingly nerve-wracking.

frustration and disappointment etched itself across jeno's features as he suppressed the urge to curse aloud. instead, he released a soft, frustrated breath, his forehead coming to rest against yours. he had been eagerly anticipating a night of finally fucking you senseless until you can't even remember your name, and your hesitation dampened that hope once again.

your soft-spoken words brought him back from his momentary disappointment. "but i..." you began, your voice tinged with coynes and a hint of determination. "i want to make you feel good too," you confessed, your eyes drifting down to his lap, where you couldn't help but notice the evidence of his arousal. there was curiosity and desire in your tone as you confessed your wish to return the favor. “j-just tell me what to do…”

a spark of something akin to admiration and appreciation flared up in jeno's eyes as he processed your words. out of all the things you had ever said, these words felt like music to his ears. a hopeful glimmer of satisfaction shone through, a realization that the night might not be a complete wash after all.

jeno chuckled affectionately, his voice carrying a hint of genuine appreciation as he spoke. "that's so nice of you, sweetie,” he murmured, gifting you a gentle peck on the lips which prompted a smile to bloom on your face. following his instructions, you carefully repositioned yourself, assuming a kneeling position between his legs, your eyes looking up at him expectantly.

a glimmer of greed flickered through Jeno's eyes as he took in the sight of you looking up at him. his hand cupped your face, his touch soft as he traced his fingers along your cheek. a subtle smile played at his lips as he issued a command, his voice dripping with desire. “you can start by taking off my clothes,” he murmured, his eyes locked on yours, hungry and full of heat.

you followed his directions without hesitation, slowly unbuttoning his pants and gently pulling them down, the sound of the fabric rubbing against his skin filling the room. as the fabric pooled around his ankle, your eyes couldn't help but drift towards his impressive package, your breath catching in your throat at the sight.

you saw a darker spot on the fabric of his boxes, damp with pre-cum, you wasted no time in removing the remaining piece, freeing his aching cock that stood proudly in front of your eyes, eliciting a soft sigh of relief from him.

you continued to stare at his dick, blinking a few times as you processed the sight. he was big. too big.

jeno chuckled heartily at the sight of your eyes widening in surprised awe, his ego swelling with a touch of cocky confidence. he knew exactly what was running through your mind. "don't be shy, pretty girl," he teased, a sly smile playing on his lips. "you can touch it." he leaned back, resting his weight on his hands as he waited for you to make a move.

as calm and collected as he appeared to be, jeno was practically craving your touch. his muscles tensed under your gaze, and there was a hint of desperation in his eyes as he longed for your caress. however, he was determined to maintain a facade of coolness, masking his inner pleading with subtle smirks and sultry words.

as your delicate hands finally encircled him, a soft sigh escaped jeno's lips, his eyes closing for a moment as he savored the sensation. jis breath hitched, his teeth gently sinking into his lower lip in response to the pleasure coursung through him. his dark gaze was fixed on you, watching intently as you explored him with a look of curiosity and wonder in your eyes.

you started to stroke his cock slowly, the pre-cum acting enough as a lubricant, facilitating your movements. “just like that, sweetheart,” he said in low groans, his breath heavy.

yes, this. more. fast. please. he closed his eyes tight to savor the sensation. each sweet, slow movement of your hand pushed him closer to relief. and then... a new sensation joined the others. a delicate, refreshing affection, at the tip of his cock. almost like a breeze. you were licking it. rolling that pink, shy and naughty tongue around the head of his erection. kissing and tasting lightly. the feeling was intense. sublime. insufficient.

it took him by surprise how you effortlessly seemed to know what to do, and he found himself thoroughly enjoying it. his hands threaded through your hair, his fingers delving into the soft strands as he lavished his touch upon your head. in that moment, he found himself unable to hold back his words. his voice came out in a rough whisper, "put it all in your mouth.”

for a brief moment, a flicker of worry crossed jeno’s expression. he feared that his request might have intimidated you, that you may stand up from your position on the ground and refuse to continue. he was on the verge of pleading with you, nearly uttering a desperate “please,” but before he could voice his concern, you unexpectedly acquiesced to his command, enveloping the head of his cock in your wet, ecstatic heat.

you began hesitantly. which was understandable, since this was your first time. but you didn't need much skill. he throbbed with desire while you showed great enthusiasm, even though you had no experience. there was little you could have done — except bite him, perhaps — that wouldn't have been delicious.

you were more than good. it was fantastic. he found himself rocking his pelvis, trying to go deeper each time your sweet, juicy mouth descended on him.

a ragged moan escaped his lips as he spoke, his grip on your hair growing tighter as he moved his hips in a quicker, more insistent rhythm. “you are doing so well, baby. so, so, well,” his words came out in a deep, raspy tone.

the mounting tension between you had taken its toll on jeno, and he was acutely aware of the pleasure that had been denied to him for a considerable amount of time. it was a struggle to maintain control, and he found himself teetering on the edge of climax.

as you continued your ministrations, he swallowed hard, the air around him seemingly growing thinner. his body trembled under your touch, his breath escaping in ragged gasps as he felt his climax building up, on the verge of tipping into pure ecstasy.

and, before he could even warn you, he came in your mouth, holding your head in place, forcing you to take his entire load. he didn’t mean to do that, but it felt so good he didn’t want you to pull away at the best part.

as you pulled away, gasping for breath, jeno's grip on your hair loosened, his hands gently releasing their hold on you. his own chest heaved with effort, his breathing ragged and labored from the intense encounter. he gazed at you with eyes heavy with desire, drinking in the sight of your disheveled appearance and the thin line of his cum that traced the corner of your mouth. in that moment, his expression was one of pure contentment and satisfaction.

a ghost of a smirk played at the corners of jeno's lips, his voice lacking any trace of remorse. "i'm sorry, i should have warned you, baby," he said, his words carrying a hint of satisfaction rather than regret.

you glanced up at him, offering a timid smile as you assured him, "i-it's okay, it wasn't that bad,” he watched as you ran your tongue over your lips, innocently cleaning the remnants of his essence.

god, he thought, you're so sexy.

from that point forward, not only had making out become a regular occurrence, but oral sex had become something you enthusiastically welcomed. jeno couldn't help but notice the change in you, how earnestly you seemed to embrace the act of pleasing him. it looked like you derived a sense of satisfaction from bringing him to such levels of ecstasy.

even though jeno was completely happy with the addition of a new activity to the menu, it still wasn't enough. don’t get him wrong, he loved getting a blowjob whenever either of you were in the mood, but what he really needed was to actual fuck you.

he found himself perplexed by your reluctance to take the next step. while he was fully aware of your penchant for shyness, he couldn't help but wonder why you hadn't given in yet.

considering the things you had already engaged in, he assumed that your comfort level would have already reached a point where you would be receptive to more.

the mounting impatience and desire finally got the better of him, and he decided that it was time to address the issue directly. he took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts before addressing you with a blunt question.

“baby, why don't you just let me fuck you?”

jeno caught you off guard, interrupting your casual routine as you were making your way to bed and using a towel to dry your hair. you momentarily froze, the towel suspended in mid-air as you turned to face him with widened eyes. “w-what? jeno…!” you stuttered as you hastily grabbed the towel, clutching it against your face in an attempt to conceal your flustered expression.

he couldn't help but roll his eyes, at your reaction, with a smirk on his lips and a chuckle in his voice, he reached out and pulled you closer to him, his arms encircling your waist and drawing you into his embrace. he settled his chin on your belly, gazing up at you with a curious expression and added with nonchalant tone, "i’m just curious, you know.”

with a single movement, jeno reached up and took the towel from your hands, tugging it away from your face to reveal your expression. his eyes scanned your face, taking in the adorable sight of you all bashful and shy.

"i-i..." your voice trailed off, your nervousness clearly evident. jeno's eyes remain fixed on you, waiting patiently for you to continue. sensing your hesitance, he encouraged you gently, his voice soft and soothing. "mmm, i'm listening," he urged, silently coaxing you to continue.

you averted his gaze, your voice barely above a whisper as you finally confessed. "i-it's just...you'll see me naked and all...," you admitted, the thought alone making your heart race with anxiety.

jeno's eyes widened momentarily as he processed your words, his expression alternating between disbelief and shock.

that was the reason? no fucking way.

"are you serious?" he asked, his voice filled with a touch of incredulity. you responded with an eager nod, still not looking at him, "i-i can't do that, you'll see everything!" your voice trembled slightly, the thought of being fully exposed in front of him clearly terrifying to you.

jeno couldn't believe what he was hearing. it seemed almost unbelievable that the reason you were hesitant to take the next step was solely because of the thought of being completely naked in front of him.

his facial expression softened as he tried to understand your perspective better. "baby, it's me, you know," he said, his voice gentle and reassuring. he reached out to cup your face, his touch tender. "you don't have to be embarrassed with me," he continued, his eyes searching yours.

"i...i know that," you stammered, feeling your heart fluttering in your chest at his touch and the soothing sound of his voice. despite knowing that he was someone you trusted deeply, the thought of being completely nude in front of him still felt overwhelming.

you tried to articulate your feelings, your words coming out in a shaky whisper. "but... it's just... i'm worried i won't look good enough for you," you confessed coyly.

great. you were insecure. he forgot that.

“that's just so stupid," he muttered, pulling you onto the bed with him and positioning you straddling his lap. his fingers gently cradled your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. "you know i love every single part of you, right?" he repeated, his tone tender and sincere. "even those i'm yet dying to see," he added with a smirk, his eyes roaming over your body, taking in every contour. "you are just perfect.”

your eyes widened slightly at his words, his unwavering confidence in your beauty causing a flutter in your chest. insecurity still lingered, but the way he spoke with such certainty made your doubts waver.

your hands unconsciously found their way to his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as your breath hitched. "you...you really think that?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper as your lips form a small pout.

jeno chuckled softly, his hands moving from your face to your hips, their grip firm but gentle as they held you in place on his lap. "i don't just think it, i know it," he replied, his eyes scanning your face as his thumbs began to trace soothing circles on your hipbones.

his voice dropped lower as his eyes held your gaze, “your body is incredible," he repeated, "i love every inch of it." his expression softened, and he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin. "and i would love even more if you just let me see more of you. you have nothing to be shy about, baby. let me show you just how much i appreciate every part of you.”

your heart skipped a beat, his words igniting a flutter of anticipation within you. despite your lingering insecurities, you couldn't deny the way his words made your stomach churn with excitement and nervousness, he sounded so inviting.

after a few moments of contemplation, your voice trembled as you finally gave in, your eyes meeting his.

"o-okay," you whispered, the word barely audible, as if spoken more to yourself than to him. taking a deep breath, you made the decision, your heart racing in your chest. “i-it's fine.”

as soon as the words left your mouth, granting him permission, Jeno's lips were on yours in a heartbeat, the kiss passionate and feverish. his hands didn't waste any time either, slipping under the fabric of your shirt to caress the soft skin of your back.

“that's it, sweetie,” he said against your lips. “i promise it will be worth it,” he pulled you closer, the intensity of his embrace and the hungry way his tongue sought yours sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

jeno's impatient hands were soon tugging at the hem of your shirt, his movements eager and insistent as he lifted it over your head, revealing your bare upper body, clad only in a bra. his breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of your exposed skin, his eyes roaming over you, appreciating every inch. his hands continued to caress your skin, the feeling of flesh on flesh sending shivers down your spine.

his touch was gentle and deliberate, his fingers tracing soft lines along your collarbones, your arms, down your sides. he leaned forward, his lips pressing kisses along your neck and collarbones, nipping and nibbling at the sensitive skin there. "you are so beautiful, baby," he murmured against your skin. "i've been wanting to do this for so long.”

he continued to kiss and nibble at your neck and collarbones, his movements soft but insistent. as he trailed a path of kisses down your chest, his fingers traced the lace of your bra, tracing the edge of the fabric with the tip of his fingers.

his lips moved lower, his kisses growing more frantic as they reached your chest, his tongue tracing the contour of your cleavage as his hands continued to roam your body. his fingers trailed a path down your back to the clasp of your bra, his knuckles brushing against your skin as he fumbled to undo it.

jeno's fingers worked quickly to undo the clasp of your bra, his touch both impatient and skillful as he finally managed to free you from the confines of the undergarment. he pulled it away, revealing your bare chest to him, your tits jiggling slightly.

“fuck,” he exhaled a shaky breath, his eyes taking in the sight of your exposed flesh. "you're more beautiful than i ever imagined," he murmured, his voice filled with desire and awe.

as jeno continued to gaze at you, you couldn't help but feel a wave of shyness wash over you. your arms instinctively moved to cover your chest, attempting to shield yourself from his unabashed staring. embarrassed, you muttered, "s-stop looking at me like that.”

he reached out and gently pulled your arms away from your chest, exposing your bare skin again. “don’t be embarrassed,” he said, his voice soft and soothing. “you’re gorgeous. i could look at you all day.”

He leaned down, his hands trailing a path across your chest, his fingertips gently caressing your boobs. his touch was feather-light, almost reverent as he explored the contour of your flesh. he took his time, seemingly wanting to savor every moment of this encounter.

slowly, he lowered his head, his hand reaching out to cup one, his thumb brushed over your nipple, his fingers closing around your breast, squeezing gently as he drew your nipple into his mouth, sucking softly. he hummed contentedly, lost in the sensation, his lips working slowly, savoringly.

a soft gasp escaped your lips as jeno's tongue worked its magic, sending shivers down your spine. your body writhed beneath him, your fingers tangling in his locks, tugging at them softly.

feeling your body respond to his touch, he took the opportunity to lay you down on your back, gently coaxing you into the plush pillows. he never stopped his ministrations, he caught your nipple between his teeth, giving it a light bite and then sucking, his hands roaming over your body with a possessive touch, as if marking you as his own.

“god, you're so perfect," he whispered, he moved to your other tit, giving it the same attention. "don't hide yourself from me again.”

jeno's hands slid to the waistband of your shorts, his touch burning against your skin. he pulled them down, along with your panties, as you lifted your hips up to help him guide them down your thighs and off your body.

when you were finally bare before him, he couldn't help but take a moment from sucking your boobs to admire the sight of you laid out beneath him, open and vulnerable.

“look at how hot my pretty girl is,” he bite his lower lip, leaning closer to capture your lips in a rough kiss, his fingers making their way to between your thighs. he knew he needed to prepare you for the main event, to make sure you were ready for what he was dying to give you.

you were so sensitive that it was easy to get reactions from you, he didn't even need to finger you that much to make you come a few times, that, along a few praises on your ear while hitting your sweet spots, were enough to have you squirming under him.

jeno's breath was warm against your ear as he spoke, his words sending delightful shivers down your spine. "okay, sweetie," he whispered, his lips still pressed against the sensitive skin of your neck. "you're doing so well."

he could feel your quick breath and the sweat beginning to form on your forehead. his wrists were growing tired from his efforts, but he wasn't backing down. "i'll make you feel even better," he promised, his voice low and seductive.

he shifted his body, his hands working quickly to remove his clothes, discarding them carelessly on the floor beside the bed.

your eyes drank in the sight of jeno's body, taking in his toned muscles and the way his body glowed in the faint light of the room. your gaze fell on his cock standing proud and ready, and a wave of heat washed over you, making you instinctively press your legs together. he was so hot. it was unfair how good he looked.

“like what you see, pretty?” he asked with a smug smile. you weren't brave enough to say the words out loud, but you wanted him to know that you appreciated him too, so you only nodded fiercely, making him laugh and lean over you to press his lips against yours in a gentle kiss while positioning himself between your legs, his erection rubbing against your thigh.

jeno broke the kiss to look into your eyes, his gaze intense and serious. he gently cradled your chin in his hand as he spoke, his voice filled with concern and desire. "just listen to me for a moment, okay?" he said softly. "i need you to promise me that if it becomes too much, if it hurts in any way, you'll tell me to stop. can you do that for me, baby?”

his words hung in the air for a moment, the implications clear. you knew why he was saying that. the size of his cock was undoubtedly intimidating, and it was natural to feel a pang of fear. but your desire for him overpowered any reservations you might have had.

with a nod, you responded. "yes, jeno, i can," you gave him a small smile, "i’ll tell you if it's too much.” he studied your face for a moment, making sure you were sincere and not just saying it to please him. he could see the want in your eyes. the way you nodded your head and answered him firmly gave him the reassurance he needed.

“that’s my good girl,” he kissed your cheek, straightening his back and wrapping his hand around his cock, stroking it a few times before pressing it against your entrance, teasing you lightly by rubbing the tip up and down.

then, he slowly pushed his lenght inside you, as he advanced, you gasped and clutched the sheets, small whimpers of pain escaping your lips. you were lucky you were wet enough to ease the pain, his dick slid into you with ease, he really prepared you well.

jeno's expression mirrored pleasure, his eyes closing in ecstasy as he threw his head back and let out a silent moan. it was as if he had been waiting for this moment for an eternity, and the feeling of you enveloping him was like entering a state of nirvana.

he paused for a moment, his body trembling with pleasure and exertion, as he looked at you. he was breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

"are you doing okay, baby?" he asked, his voice hoarse and low, he wasn't even half way and you seemed to be struggling already.

he looked at your face, taking in the expression of pain and pleasure mingled on your features as your eyebrows furrowed and your eyes welled up with tears. despite the discomfort you were feeling, you reassured him. “y-yes, keep going," you managed to say through trembling lips, your voice shaky but determined. "i can take it, i promise.”

jeno couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for finding you so incredibly hot even in that moment. he leaned in closer, pressing his face against your neck, and sought out your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours. it was an attempt to provide some distraction from the pain, and his words were a soothing whisper against your skin.

"that's it, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice low and comforting. "you're doing so well. just a little more,” he continued to move his hips, causing you to gasp once more, and he couldn't help but moan at the feeling of you squeezing him. his grip on your hands tightened as he fought to maintain control of his own desire to simply fuck you hard.

and when he was finally fully inside you, a wave of relief washed over you, releasing a soft sigh from your lips, you never felt so full before.

he soon let go of your hand to straighten his back again, you were speared open by his cock and when he pressed the palm of his hand on your belly and you felt the bulge he made there, it was too much. neither of you were expecting you to cum right now, your voice crying out his name as your entire body tremble.

“fuck, baby, already?” he asked under his breath, a smile on his lips. again, that was so hot of you. he can't believe he made you come like that.

and that was enough for him. he pulled his hips back slowly, his cock almost all the way out, a brief moment of relief when your insides were empty again, which didn't take long when he pushed back into you hardly, his tip hitting your cervix, making you both moan loudly. you didn't even had time to recover from the most intense orgasm of your whole life.

“fuck,” he said almost breathless. “feel that, pretty girl?” his grip on your hips tightened enough to feel painful and leave bruises. “feel how deep i am?”

the room was filled with sounds of skin against skin as he increased his pace, thrusting even harder while voicing out a few praises to you, saying how well you take him, how good your pussy feel, how he wanted to fill you up with his cum.

he nipped and nibbled at the sensitive flesh, leaving behind a trail of kisses and light love bites as he continued to move in and out of you. your name spilled from his lips like a prayer, a plea, a mantra.

you had intended to speak, to ask him to slow down, but before you could utter a word, jeno sealed your lips with his own, effectively silencing your pleas. his kiss consumed you, capturing all your moans and protests.

he picked up the pace, his movements growing more urgent, more desperate as he feel himself getting closer to his climax. jeno's voice was a low, seductive whisper, his breath hot against your neck. "gonna fill you up, pretty," he murmured, his teeth sinking into your flesh. "you're gonna take every single drop," he whispered fiercely, nibbling at your neck once more as he continued to move, his thrusts growing more insistent.

his hand went to your clit, wanting to make you cum once again, this time right with him. he was close to his limit and he knew he was overstimulating you, then it wouldn't be so difficult. within moments, jeno felt his body become tense and his thrusts more erratic, his movements stuttering even more as he felt you tighten around him.

it didn't take long for you both to cum and you feet him fill you with his hot seed, both moaning loudly. jeno gave a few more thrusts to make sure you were going to take everything he had to give you before pulling out of you.

jeno's body collapsed onto yours, both of you panting and struggling to catch your breath in the aftermath of your climax. the room was filled exclusively with the sounds of your labored breathing.

you could feel the hotness of his skin against yours, his heartbeat racing against your chest as he tried to regain some control over his own breathing. his weight pressed you into the mattress, his body limp and sated.

he buried his face against your shoulder, his breath warm against your neck. his grip on you loosened, his arms coming to rest by your sides as he lay on top of you, completely spent.

after a few moments of comfortable silence, jeno rolled off you and settled onto his back beside you. he broke the silence, his voice gentle, "how are you feeling, baby?" he asked, turning his head to look at you. he noticed the tired yet content smile on your face.

“blissful,” you answered with a light giggle, making him smile back at you.

good. he was going to focus on that now instead of thinking about how stupid he was for cumming inside you on the first fuck and how this could be a big problem in the future.

#ngl i was picturing haechan on that one #BUT ITS FINE WITH JENO TOO #jeno x reader #jeno smut #nct x reader #nct dream x reader #nct smut #nct dream smut

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weenwrites · 11 months

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hello!! is it okay if i ask for a romantic matchup from transformers prime? im a big fan of ur blog!! C:

so a bit about me, im a she/her and an INFP-t like literally everyone else on the internet but thats ok. im optimistic and sensitive and i always try my best to be kind, polite and friendly to everyone. im a bit moody and sometimes shy but nowadays i try to do whatever i want regardless of what people might think of me. im creative and curious and i like having fun!!! my friends often describe me as weird but in a good kind of way, as if im some strange whimsical creature 👽 im super artsy and express my weird style proudly, both in the way i dress and how i present myself. i know u said physical appearance doesn't matter but ive had a buzz cut for around half a year now and it kinda became a part of my personality lol

hobbieees. oh i have many :D overall i enjoy anything creative that requires using my hands, but i mostly spend my days drawing, playing instruments, sewing or studying. i also really like the outdoors and often explore new local and even far away places just for the fun of it. i constantly try and experiment with new things and activities. because it's just fun

i love nature, art, animals, bugs. oh im a huge bug lover. the weirder the bug the better. i like learning new things, i like space, horror movies, sweets, music, fruit, flowers, funky earrings. i like a lot of things. on the other hand there's not much things i dislike, except for the usual like.... idk bad people? violence? drama? but yeah everyone dislikes that. however specific things that i don't like include getting yelled at, being babied/underestimated and ppl who are way too pessimistic.... i don't dislike the people, just the view. it can be so exhausting to deal with🙁🙁

i express my love mostly through words and actions! i like making my friends feel good by complimenting them or giving them gifts like small trinkets and stuff😈 but sometimes i put a bit more thought into my gifts and craft small cards, drawings, bracelets or plushies for them

i like everyone but im not sure how to describe my type. aside from the usual criteria like being kind and caring towards me there's not much that i am looking for specifically. i don't need someone eccentric such as myself i just want someone who likes my weirdness and who looks at me like 😍😍 oh yeahhhh THAT'S my little gremlin

OK SORRY THIS IS SO LONG describing oneself for a matchup feels like opening up to a therapist. anyway thankyou so much for reading this all ily 🙏💞💞 here's a flower for u!!! 🌻

✎ A/N: Aa! Thank you!! I don't mind that it was long, if anything it helped me write some more stuff! Also your forgot to include your sexuality, but I hope you enjoy the match up! The rest is under the cut since it's pretty long ˆˆ

[ Please do not repost, plagiarize, or use my writing for AI! Translating my work with proper credit is acceptable, but please ask first! ]

Smokescreen

He's rather enthusiastic to have a partner he cares for so much, but if you've told him or if he's noticed that you'd prefer for him to turn down the hype a little, he'll definitely try to be a little more "chill" about it. He's rather inexperienced, but he's always eager to do his best in any situation, and when it comes to you he tries to bring his A-game and do his best to make you feel happy and loved.

He would absolutely love to learn about new things with you! Despite how he may seem, he's actually pretty knowledgable (when it comes to cybertronian artifacts and history, of course) and a fast learner. That isn't to mention that as a new-comer to Earth, he intends to learn as much as he can about the planet, not only because he thinks it'd be good to better understand the species he's trying to protect, but also out of genuine interest himself.

So if there are any interesting facts about the planet that you'd like to share with him, or books you'd be willing to lend him, you'll be his go-to source for everything there is to know about earth and humans. (A brief callback to one of my other things, this of course means that he'll be calling you whenever he has a question about something, but the more he does it, the more it seems like he isn't actually curious about what he's calling to ask you about, but rather he's instead doing it to hide the fact he really just wants to talk to you.)

And of course in exchange for everything you tell him about Earth, he's going to return the favor (as long as you ask him something he actually knows about)... But with your interest in space, he'd be able to tell you a lot of things about the stars and cosmos, all of which he learned about in the academy and from Alpha Trion while he was a guard at Iacon. Or he could tell you about cybertronian history, or cybertronian customs that he thinks you'd find interesting or funny.

But aside from that, he'd strive to impress you in whatever way possible, but unfortunately that's a bit... Difficult for him, since the first things that come to mind include feats of strength and shows of his fighting capabilities, but due to your dislike of violence, he decides to opt for other means instead. He quite literally searches up "ways to impress your crush" online and tries out the ones he thinks you'd like the most, like showing off his smarts, or showing that he's really interested in whatever's on your mind.

He's also the type of S/O who'd definitely try out stuff that their partner's into, so he's willing to try out a whole bunch of your hobbies if it means the two of you get to hang out together. I'd like to imagine he's particularly fond of listening to you play music, and perhaps he even hums along when he grows more familiar with the tune.

He'd definitely try to help you come out of your shell and he actively encourages you to live life whatever way makes you happy and live life with no regrets. He's also pretty quick to recognize most of his mistakes and make up for them accordingly. He also always emphasizes that he promises to learn from them (and he does for your sake).

Breakdown

He's actually pretty chill and easy-going as a partner. He doesn't usually do any showy romantic expressions of love (unless you like them), but that doesn't mean he takes the relationship lightly. He particularly enjoys just spending as much time with you as he can in your day-to-day lives. You don't have to do anything special like go on dates, he's just perfectly content hanging out with you and doing whatever you can together.

And contrary to how he looks as a "big brutish tough guy", he's actually very gentle and chill when it comes to you. He enjoys joking around and maybe the two of you even have a few inside jokes that you laugh about from time to time.

He's pretty fond of the great outdoors too! And though patrolling may still be tedious work, the scenery makes it all the more worthwhile. Not to mention that it isn't as boring whenever you offer to tag along for the ride. There are other times where the two of you go on foot, and he'll let you sit up on his shoulders to let you get a good view of the area. Or if there are any neat trees you'd want a closer look at, he'll make sure to lift you up there carefully and let you pick a leaf or a flower out of them.

Whenever the two of you patrol sparsely populated areas with lots of wildlife, he'll occasionally point out animals here and there, and he'll sorta make a game out it.

"Oh hey look! Dog! One point."

"That's not a dog..."

"What do you mean it's not—oh, wait, it's a horse, right? The horns make it a horse."

"Horns on a horse would make it a unicorn. That was a moose."

"That's what a moose looks like?"

"Yeah??? What did you think a moose looked like?????"

Of course he isn't any good at naming the animals he sees, but he thinks that it's neat that you get to tell him what those animals are, or what that plant is, or what that other neat thing is that he saw on the road.

And I feel like he isn't that squeamish or disgusted by bugs, and I think he'd find beetles or any kind of resilient or strong bug super cool despite their miniature stature.

Animals aside, Knockout once recommended that Breakdown should take you out to the theater, saying that it was a romantic thing that humans do. So you can expect drive-in theater movie nights to be a frequent thing from time to time. He'll let you sit in his cab and he parks somewhere with a good view of the screen. He claims that he doesn't find horror movies all that scary, and actually nitpicks at the actual details themselves, but from time to time you'll notice the subtle way his frame begin to shake and his tires twist during some particularly scary scenes... Tease him about it if you will, but not once will he ever admit to being afraid.

And also if you're ever interested in learning self-defense, he definitely would step up and offer to teach you how to punch people in the face. "You never know when it'll come in handy" is what he says to justify it.

He's not usually someone who gets hyped over gifts. That doesn't necessarily mean he doesn't like them, it's just that he's never received many gifts before, so he doesn't truly understand the hype around them. But once you come around and give him gifts, he gets around to understanding the appeal. He gets happy and a little excited whenever you bring him something, and he also tries to get you gifts to return the favor! But given his situation as a giant robot, he can't exactly do that for you, but what the two of you could do is check out old junkyards to see if there's anything neat to take.

#match ups #weenwrites

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wooahaes · 1 year

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hii its tattoo anon again <3 i just wanted to update you i loved cheols part of uts and cheol is one of my biases and i am so in love with his part!! i found this series almost a year ago and its bittersweet now that it has ended. i am so excited to see what comes next for the poly fic and your new works in general. i also hope that u saw my last message!! also i wanted to ask because idk if i didnt realize it or missed it but did you ever reveal who gave mouse the little stuffed mouse? if im not mistaken was it jeonghan? i have been wanting to figure out who it was but idk if i got it wrong lol. have a good day!

omg hi lovely!! i 100% saw ur last message and meant to respond and then. either forgot or got busy w school stuff, im blanking on which is it which probably just means it slipped my mind :( sorry!!

im literally gonna copy it over here and answer both this ask + the previous one to make it easier so uhh long response under the readmore !! i hope that's okay :(

okie dokie ill address this ask first

hi!!! you've been following the series since like... very close to the beginning then haha which is v v sweet and ill sob rn!!

i think i mentioned jeonghan working on the lil plush mouse during cheol UtS but didn't address it further, but yes! it was going to come up during poly fic at some point where he made all of the plushies for each person as a way of like. giving ppl comfort, esp when they show up & don't join the group at first (so that they have Something there w them, im the kind of person who needs something in my arms in order to sleep haha so that's where it's mainly coming from).

and for ur last ask:

hi its me again the tattoo anon LOL. i just wanted to reply to what you said and im so glad that i made you happy with what i said and i genuinely mean it. this is a little vulnerable but ever since i started liking svt i think a major reason why i love them so much is because they are a big group of friends and i have friends, but not that many so stanning svt in general is so comforting because of the closeness of all of them but finding this fic was like. a fucking dream for me because them being such a big close knit group and it being like the found family trope is perfect and the way you write and portray them is so comforting. genuinely i meant it when i said its one of my favorite things i have stumbled upon in my life, i have shared this story with my friends and they love it too and when we watch some edits of seventeen or see something in general that reminds us of this fic we say “this is so under the sun coded” and its like an inside joke with me and my friends. you literally changed the trajectory of my life with this fic lol. when im having a hard time in my personal life i come back to this little world u created by either just thinking about it before i fall asleep or rereading it and i want to thank you for being a writer. i hope you enjoy writing what you write bc i know that i certainly enjoy it and i hope you are proud of urself. anyway i think selling subtle stickers would be so awesome and i will definitely buy them. also since i submitted my last ask i have thought about little ideas for a tattoo maybe?? like what about like a small drawing of a church and like 13 little people around it with a little sun?!? or flowers like you said OR getting little drawings of the animals each person has? i think that would be so cute. or like maybe a little sash blindfold?? anyway ur awesome i love u thank u

the first time i tried to answer this ask, my long response ended up deleted bc i switched tabs for a second to check something and then tumblr just... deleted it??? which was v frustrating, kind of makes me hate the new post editor a Lot!

but to be vulnerable as well, i think i started writing UtS at like... a difficult point in my life? not difficult as in the painful way, but difficult as in 'there's a lot going on right now and i've never felt more alone than i do now' i guess? it's like... i started writing it right before my final semester of college, and i'm an online student, so i don't get to go out and be in a classroom with other people. sometimes i call myself an introvert when i think the term 'ambivert' has always fit more--i don't detest being social, i do tend to enjoy it! but i still need alone time to make up for it since it's draining. and idk, i was lost for a while on who i am and what i want to do with my life?

and i feel like writing UtS has put me in a vulnerable position to like... question a lot more about myself as a person. i have friends, sure, but no one i go out to see in person since i'm not exactly like... in a good place for that kind of interaction (deep south bible belt, haha... makes not being straight something i struggle with sometimes). i think the important part of UtS is the acceptance they all have for one another, and it's something i personally wish to have a lot more of in my offline life. i think even if i had the idea without darl+ing, it would have ended up being a svt fic due to how close they are and how much they care for one another.

also tbh i just love the found family trope. i love the idea and process of choosing your own family in a sense and saying 'these are MY people and i love them' ig.

also u showing the fic to ur friends + the comment abt being like 'this is UtS coded' ill SOB!!! i will!!! thats literally so cute and sweet of u!!! (pls feel free to send me any of ur 'this is UtS coded' thoughts i would always love to hear them haha)

but like. this is why i write. i like being able to impact people and help them escape life and be happy for a while. its why it always means a lot to me when i get feedback on my work and see people be happy with what i write (... even if sometimes its angsty haha--moving people to feel is a huge compliment by itself!). im glad you have UtS. im glad i have it now, too.

i do enjoy writing, btw, and i loved writing uts. even with the frustration periods where i didn't touch it for a while, i genuinely enjoyed writing uts a lot. i think i owe a lot of that to people like you, who read it and show support for the series! its always easier to read something when i know there's someone who will enjoy it. i remember smiling hard when i rewrote the ending to cheol uts bc of how fucking stoked i was to share it tbh!!! also bc i messaged savv 'lol this is gonna be devastating (/pos)' at one point i think sdkfhsdf but i was genuinely excited to finish it and get it out to u guys!! i dont know who i would be if i didn't write, and despite like... all of the bad shit that's happened in my life that i've turned to writing to pull myself out of it, i don't think i'd ever give it up. i think it's too deeply a part of me to ever give up. maybe one day i'll get published lol

ill definitely put more thought into subtle stickers for UtS (and maybe some other series haha cant remember if i mentioned that last time but UtS felt like the bigger one)! might have to ask around my friend circle for tips on designing them >:3

ohh i like ur tattoo ideas :0 im not sure what would look good so i hope u consult a tattoo artist with ur ideas eventually!! the idea of the lil church w a sun + 13 ppl is rly cute? if u do the sash-blindfold thing, u could always have a lyric inside of it or something if u wanna play w that :3c pls feel free to keep me updated further!!

sorry i didnt get to this ask until now but i hope u are doing well mwah mwah have a good day ur awesome ily

#wooahaes.ask #asks.anon #tattoo anon

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h2bakugou · 3 years

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hitoshi x reader where denki and reader have been friends their whole lives, and after introducing the two, both hitoshi and y/n start going to denki about their feelings for each other and how much they struggle

denki eventually gets sick of it and starts finding different ways to get them together (eventually ending with them being like "oh i didn't think you liked me" and finally dating

maybe a bonus scene of denki's reaction to seeing them together and being like "hecking finally"

- 🪶

a/n: hii love!! this is a really cute idea omg i love this sm <3 i hope you enjoy it!!

summary: denki's been your childhood friend since, well childhood. when he introduces you to a certain lavendar-haired boy, you find yourself opening up to denki about your crush, and so does someone else.

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff

word count: 2.1k

;cut for length;

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The electric blonde has been your childhood friend for years. You grew up together, you told each other pretty much everything. There was the occasional talk about crushes, boys, girls, and whatever else you could talk about while growing up.

You'd always been there for each other, and now you were both attending U.A., and being in the same class had been proven to be a bit of a task for Mr. Aizawa.

The day had pretty much just started, and Denki had asked you to come with him on your first break. You were almost always hanging out with him anyway, so you were a bit confused as to why he'd wanted you to come with him.

"Hitoshi!" Denki called out, alerting both you and the lavender-haired boy of your presence.

"Oh, hi Kami-" Hitoshi falls silent as he stares at the person beside Denki. You.

Shinso feels the world stop for a few seconds as he stares at you. He's honestly speechless.

Much like you are. You'd heard about this boy now that you've heard his name, and staring at him, you can feel your heart swell in your chest. He's so handsome.

"I thought I would introduce you two! Maybe we could all go hang out together this weekend since we won't have classes." Denki's sudden plans that would include this cute boy makes your face heat up. You begin to feel self-conscious, flattening your uniform, or tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you glance at Denki.

"We're off for once?" You question.

"Yeah! We could go do laser tag, or watch a movie in my dorm?" Denki offers, grinning. His intentions had been pure, just wanting to introduce two friends.

"Oh, I totally forgot! Hitoshi, this is (Y/n), (Y/n) this is-"

"Hitoshi, Shinso." Hitoshi speaks up, and your heart throbs in your chest at the sound of his voice. It's oddly charming. And so is the soft scent of sage and teakwood that surrounds him. It had to be his cologne, whatever it was though, you enjoyed it.

"It's nice to meet you." You speak up, extending a hand to shake. Shinso glanced own before placing his palm in yours, giving you a gentle handshake. His touch is electrifying and sends sparks coursing through your veins as you pull away.

"Yeah." Shinso looks back at Kaminari, who's beaming at him, a shit-eating grin on his lips. Kaminari was reading Shinso like a book.

"Well, we've got to get back to classes! We'll talk our plans over later!"

And with that, Kaminari is yanking you back down the hall, running to make it back to class on time.

During lunch, your phone pings, signaling you've been added to a group chat. You immediately recognize Kaminari's number, his contact labeled 'kami :D' popping up followed an unknown number.

who's that?

The number asks. You see Kaminari typing a response.

It's (y/n) dummy, add them into your contacts🙄🙄

You realize this number must be Shinso, so you decide to type a reply.

it's shinso right? i'll add u too ^^

You quickly add Shinso's contact into your phone and put a purple heart beside his name. Kaminari glances over at your phone and giggles.

"A heart already? You just met!" Kaminari teases and you're plastering your hand over his mouth to keep him from speaking too loud.

"Shut up! I just think he's sweet! Besides do we need to talk about your contact info for-"

"Okay! Okay!" Kaminari quickly shushes you, not wanting his current crush to find out about whatever their contact info is.

A few days go by, and after your hangout session with Kaminari and Shinso, you find yourself falling for him more and more.

But Shinso is the one that drops the first hint to Kaminari.

"So is (Y/n) seeing anyone?" Shinso asks, helping Kaminari clean his cartilage piercing.

"What like romantically?" Kaminari asks, sitting up with his ear turned to face Shinso while his cold fingers brushed against his ear.

"Yes, you idiot. Do they have like a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Shinso asks. He's nervous.

"Nope! (Y/n) hasn't talked to me about a crush or anything. They're always showing me these fictional people though. Why? You know someone that likes them~" Kaminari wiggles his brows at the purple-haired boy.

"Shut up. 'm just askin'." Shinso is finally done with the cotton swab and tosses it before letting Kaminari go, his fresh piercing all clean.

Suddenly a knock on the door pulls them away from the conversation and Kaminari is on his toes opening it to reveal you in some goofy pajamas.

"I'm ready for pizza and mario-" Your face contorts in horror as you stare at Shinso on his bed, out of uniform in something dark and mysterious, a loose dark plaid button-up and dark jeans.

"Nevermind! Sorry for bugging you!" You yell and run back to your dorm, hiding your face in embarrassment.

"Wait! I wanted pizza!" Kaminari calls out to you in the hallway but you don't turn around.

Shinso's face is red when Kaminari turns back to look at him.

You looked so cute, and so effortlessly- You weren't trying to impress anyone, yet you looked stunning. In nothing but some silly matching pajamas that Denki most likely had a pair to match, you looked so cute.

"You didn't tell me you ate pizza and played Mario Kart..." Shinso says, faking hurt in his sentence.

"Oh shut up! Go to their dorm and see if they wanna come back up, I'll get it set up." Denki sighs.

Shinso's on the move, making his way to your dorm thanks to Kaminari's excellent directions. Knocking on your door, he feels nervous, anxious even. His heart's pounding in his chest and then cool air washes over him as you open your door.

"Kami I'm sorry I-" You freeze as you stared at the boy in front of you.

"Ohmygod." You say quietly, quickly hiding yourself behind your door.

"Hi!!" You speak up, glancing at him from behind your door.

"Why are you hiding behind your door?" Shinso asks, a small smile on his lips.

"Your pj's are cute."

It echoes in your head, over. and over. and over again.

Your pj's are cute.

You slowly reveal yourself and look away.

"So, did Kami send you down here?" You ask quietly.

"He did, he wants you to come back up, and if it's alright with you, I'd like to hang out too, though I don't have any cool pj's to wear."

Shinso's voice calms you down, though your heart still seems to beat faster and faster.

"I actually, um, hang on. You can come in!" You allow him into your dorm, and he doesn't decline.

He glances around, admiring the pictures of you and Kami. He giggles about how silly young Denki looks with his hair all crazy and spiked up.

"You guys have been friends for a while it looks."

"Since kindergarten! He shocked me on accident, and when he apologized, we just sorta clicked. Been besties ever since." You search through your drawers and eventually find a kitty onesie that was a bit too big for you.

"I think this should fit you."

"It's kitty onesie, though you don't have to wear it!"

"Did you say kitty?" Shinso's ears perk up and you nod. He graciously takes it and the two of you leave to return to Denki. Shinso changes in his bathroom.

It smells like you, and Shinso has to stop himself from smelling the hood every five seconds as he leaves. You just smell so sweet, it's kind of alarming how soothing it is.

You all play and it's a great night, until Denki decides to play a scary movie after. You're sandwiched between the boys but begin to doze off about halfway through the movie.

Your head leans on Shinso's shoulder while you doze off, and he notices right away. He glances at Kaminari who only gives him a reassuring wink.

"You're stupid." Shinso whispers.

"They like to cuddle~" Kaminari suggests.

Shinso graciously lays an arm over you, hugging you to his chest as you readjust in your sleep. You're so warm, and Shinso begins to doze off too.

When you wake up in the morning, you've been covered up by a fuzzy blanket, but the warmth radiating under you is the most alarming.

Your sleepy eyes open to see the purple-haired boy you have a crush on, under you. Your eyes widen but you don't move away. Instead, you lay back down, not wanting to wake him.

His arm rests around you, and his breathing is so calming. It lulls you back to sleep.

You don't talk about that night much afterward, until you're knocking on Kami's door at one in the morning after a bad dream.

"Is Shinso single?" You ask quietly.

"Yeah, why ya askin' me though?" Kaminari hugs you, your head resting on his shoulder.

"I'm too nervous to ask him." You giggle.

"So you like him?"

"Yeah. He's really sweet, and super cute too." You admit, pulling away to stare at your best friend.

"I'm totally not his type though."

"I'm going to beat you up." Kaminari jokes. You shake your head and laugh.

"He's gotta be into like super hardcore goth punk rock-"

"You're so oblivious." Kaminari interrupts you. You roll your eyes and get comfortable on the edge of his bed, snuggling with one of his plushies.

"Just go to sleep, you idiot." You throw another plushy at him.

"You're in my dorm! I can and will kick you out." Denki huffs.

"As if. You need my snoring as your white noise." You tease him.

"You're so mean to me." Denki pouts.

By the same time next week, Denki's heard Shinso's confession about his crush on you, and every little detail about what both of you had to say about the other.

And Denki was honestly tired of it, endearingly of course. So he was setting you two up.

"I need you to meet me here at two. Wear something cute." Is what the text had said. You repeated it as you put together a cute outfit.

Shinso had received the same text and was just wearing something casual like he usually did.

However, when you both spotted each other and not Denki, you began to realize what was happening.

"He's not coming, is he?" You spoke softly, staring at the attractive boy in front of you.

"I guess not." Shinso looks over at the cafe you're standing outside. It's a cat cafe.

"Well, if you're not busy, wanna grab a bite to eat?" Shinso offers, nodding toward the cafe.

"I'd really like that, actually. Thank you." You smile. He offers his hand and you take it gracefully, smiling at how warm it is.

Shinso's phone pings halfway through your piece of cake with a message from Kaminari.

nows ur chance dude, ask them out

Shinso swallows his fear and looks up at you. You're so beautiful, even all dressed up, you look adorable.

You're petting an all-white kitty that's laying in your lap.

"Hey, (Y/n)?" Shinso gets your attention.

"Mhm?" You hum, smiling at him.

"Do you wanna, maybe do this again sometime?" He asks, a blush on his cheeks.

"Like, as a date?" You ask, your own face heating up.

"Yeah. As a date, and as a couple." He glances over at a pretty black cat that begins to nudge your arm for a few pets as well.

"I'd like that." You smile, your heart swelling.

"Then it's settled."

Afterward, neither of you can contain your excitement. Walking back to the dorm with your hand in his, Kaminari is elated.

"Finally." He sighs.

"Finally?!" You both say in unison.

"You should've confessed the day you met. I had to listen to you two being sappy about one another for two weeks straight."

Both you and Shinso feel flustered at Kaminari's comment.

"But it's okay. I love you two so I'll tolerate it. But you two better get along or no more pizza and Mario Kart. You'll have to deal with Bakugou, and I don't think you'll enjoy buying a new controller every time you want to play."

Kaminari was genuinely happy to see you both together, and both be happy.

"Thanks, for you know." You nudge him while sitting on his bed, Shinso was gone, using the bathroom.

"What are you talking about. I didn't help. You two just finally confessed. You did that on your own."

"Yeah but, you made me feel confident about it." You smile.

"That's what I'm here for!" Kaminari smiles.

You couldn't ask for a better friend, or a better boyfriend.

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Single Parent

Title: Single parent

Square Filled: Relationship break-up

Ship: Mobster!Dean Winchester x fem!Reader

Characters: Sam Winchester, John Winchester, Benny LaFitte

Rating: Mature

Summary: Your arranged bond with Dean grows fruits but you can’t be happy as you should.

Warnings: angst, language, arranged marriage, unrequited feelings, sad reader, abandonment, Dean being a douche, giving birth (no description), shitty relationship, pregnant reader

A/N: I already outlined the story before I got the request. I changed the ending and a few scenes to make it fit.

Word Count: 3.5 k

Written/Created for: @spnmixedbingo

Divider by @firefly-graphics

2021 SPN Mixed BINGO Masterlist

Now…

“No John, I’m done,” you cry, running your hand over your baby bump. “You could force me to marry your son, to stay with him and have his heir,” you sniff, looking around the guest room you chose over your comfortable bedroom. “But you can’t force me to play the obedient housewife. I tried, John—I really tried but Dean doesn’t even like me.”

“He’s just a little stubborn and rough on the outside like me, doll,” John tries to reason with you. “Show him the latest ultrasound and he’ll change.”

“No, he won’t,” voice bitter you sit on the bed, shaking your head lightly. “That’s the problem. I-I’m nothing more than a breeder to your son. I know he doesn’t reciprocate my feelings, but I had hoped he’ll be kinder to me when he sees me swollen with his child. I know he cares for the baby, but sadly I’m not sure it’s because he loves them or as you want an heir.”

“Y/N,” sitting next to you John watches you tear up. Months of rejection and coldness took a toll on you. “I didn’t know it’s that bad.”

“He told Sam I’m nothing but a vessel for his child, John. I could be dead, and he wouldn’t care,” choking out a sob you give John a sad smile. “Did you know he never came to the doctor with me? He never showed and my gynecologist believes I am a single parent – and maybe I am.”

“What happened last week? Why did you suddenly move out of your shared bedroom, doll? Did Dean hurt you?”

“Not physically-“ you huff, looking at the wedding band around your finger. “I was at my doctor’s practice for the next check-up, as usual, Dean didn’t show, even though, he promised to be there,” sniffling you take the wedding band off, dropping it onto the bed, not wanting to feel it on your skin right now.

“We had a meeting, I’m sorry for keeping Dean away from you,” John lies, you can see it in his eyes and his voice is a little too low. He doesn’t realize you know him too well to not see through his lies. “Sorry, I didn’t want to interrupt you, Y/N.”

“I saw all those happy couples and excited dad’s pacing around the waiting room and realized, Dean gives a shit on me and his child. I can’t leave, but at the same time I won’t pretend Dean is not the cold-hearted man he is,” sadly you can’t hide you are still in love with his son, but your try your hardest.

“What happened, Y/N? I heard you fought with your husband. Did he hurt you?” John presses. “I need to know…”

“You really want to know? Fine, I’ll tell you everything happening that day-“

One week earlier…

“Mrs. Winchester,” the nurse chirps, leading you into the room. “Where’s your husband? Didn’t he want to join us today?”

“He wanted but as always, business comes first,” you grumble, handing the young woman a business card. “That’s my brothers-in-law’s number. If I ever need help, please call him.”

“What about your husband?” confused the nurse looks at you, blinking a few times before she recognizes your teary eyes. “Ah, got it. I will call Sam Winchester if it’s necessary. We will add it to your medical record.”

“Thank you,” giving the nurse a sad smile you try to push the tears away. “As I said, my husband is always busy, and Sam offered his help. If not, call the second number, that’s my father-in-law.”

“No problem, Mrs. Winchester. Now let’s turn our attention toward your baby. Are you excited to find out about the gender?” nodding you swallow the lump in your throat, hiding you wished Dean would’ve come to find out with you.

“All done, Cher?” watching you walk out of the practice, a soft smile on his lips Benny offers his hand to you. “So, did they tell you the gender today?”

“It’s a boy,” you choke out, done fighting the tears. “You’re the first one I told, Benny-“ ignoring people watch you cry outside of your doctor’s practice you hide your face in Benny’s chest.

“He should’ve been here, Y/N. I’m sorry.”

“Everyone is always sorry; everyone but Dean,” angrily fisting Benny’s jacket you look up at your bodyguard. “I’m done trying, Benny. This is ridiculous. He’s not interested in me or the baby.”

“Dean cares about the baby, Cher,” you huff, rolling your eyes. “It’s true.”

“Dean only cares about my son as he needs an heir. There is no love in him. I-I wanted to share this with him. Dean, he should’ve been here with me, experience every step but he refuses to even give me that. My first pregnancy should’ve been something special but now, it only makes me sad.”

“How’s the baby?” Dean asks, awaiting your report as usual.

“Still alive. Benny got the ultrasound if you want to see them. If you want to know about the gender, ask your friend too,” you quip, walking toward the walk-in-wardrobe to get your favorite pajamas, you ignore Dean follows you. “Unlike other people he was there.”

“I had a meeting, Y/N,” arguing Dean watches you gather more clothes, frowning as you didn’t jump on him to tell him every single detail about your appointment.

Usually, you would excitedly tell him about the baby, forcing him to look at the ultrasound picture and demand his attention. Today, you barely said two words, not even tried to talk to him.

“A meeting, sex with one of your girls – I don’t care Dean. I’m tired of this, of you. To give you the space you need, I’ll go and have lunch with Charlie. Don’t wait for me–“ you chuckle, humorlessly. “Ah, yeah I forgot. You wouldn’t care if I never return.” walking out of the room, leaving a speechless Dean behind, you slam the door shut, making him flinch.

“Benny, my wife is gone; just like all of her belongings, we need to find her! She’s pregnant with my child.”

“You only care about the baby, huh? Do you even know it’s a boy, Dean?” Benny sneers, placing the ultrasound picture into Dean’s hand. “Y/N is not gone, she simply moved into the guestroom next to John’s room. I helped her while you were out, doing god knows.”

“Wait – she moved into the guestroom? Why?”

“Seriously, Dean? You promised to be there, at least to get to know about the gender, and yet, you didn’t come to the practice. I think Y/N gave up trying,” huffing Dean watches you step out of the guestroom, ignoring he glares at you.

“Y/N, you can’t just move out of our bedroom!” muttering the words Dean watches you walk past him.

“Oh, you meant me. I thought I’m only a vessel, a breeder to carry your heir,” whipping your head toward Dean you give him a cold glare. Your heart races and you can feel fresh tears well-up to your eyes, but you need to get this out before you can return to your room and cry some more.

“I’m talking to you, Y/N. What if you go into labor and I’m not close by?” Dean mutters.

“I think it’s for the best you keep on ignoring me and give your whores all of your attention,” brushing past Dean you slap his hand away when he tries to touch you.

“Y/N!”

“Don’t Winchester-“ you growl. “I fulfilled my duty and got pregnant. Now you can stick your dick into any pussy and stay the fuck away from me and don’t worry about my labor. I will, just like anything else since I got pregnant, handle this on my own. If I should need help at any point of my pregnancy, Sam and John offered to be there for me.”

Now …

“Dean messed up epically, huh?” John carefully tries when you get up to walk toward the nursery next to the guestroom. “What are you going to do?“

"Nothing, John. Just like the first four months of my pregnancy, I will try to do what’s best for my son,“ John’s eyes light up when you tell him he’s going to have a grandson. “Today I’ll focus on finishing the nursery. Benny and Sam helped me with the wallpaper and cradle. I must check on the bears I painted and will make a list of what I will need.”

“I can help,“ offering you a cracked smile John holds out his hand. “I got you into this shitshow, let me at least try to make things easier for you, doll.”

“You could check on the shelves and cradle,” you sniff. “I just wish I had a man like you or Sam by my side. I see the way Sam cares about his wife and children. I know Dean is a little closed-off, like you but he’s kind to everyone he likes. Must be me.”

“Oh, Y/N,” slinging one arm around your shoulders John leads you out of your chosen bedroom. “You still got people caring about you. Sammy and I will be there and help you.”

“I know…”

“You’re talented,” looking at the bears you painted John smiles. “Mommy bear and baby bear,” he hums, admiring your painting. “Where’s the dad?”

“I’m a single parent, John. Why should I paint a daddy bear if he gives a shit on me and his son?” Dean stands in the doorframe, watching his father help you fix one of the shelves, swallowing thickly. “You know, every single woman at my doctor’s practice looks so happy, they glow and I just-“

“I get it, Y/N. You wanted your pregnancy to be special,” nodding you look at the bears. “You could draw an Uncle Sammy and Granddad John bear.”

“I’ll think about it, John,” with a small smile on your lips you watch John place the plushies onto one of the shelves. “You know, he didn’t even care about my morning sickness or cravings. I had this image in my mind. Dean the devoted soon-to-be dad helping me during my pregnancy. I know he doesn’t love me, I’m not delusional. But a bit more attention would’ve been nice.”

Two months later…

Used to being on your own you walk into your doctor’s practice. This time you don’t look at all the happy couples wishing it were you and Dean. Over the last weeks, you made up your mind.

Only as you don’t get to leave Dean doesn’t mean you must bear his behavior. So, you decided to keep your distance and only ask John, Sam, or Benny for help with the nursery.

You no longer tell Dean about your check-ups or try to include him in your pregnancy.

“Morning, Mrs. Winchester,” you flinch when the nurse calls your name. “How are you feeling today? Will the baby daddy be here today too?”

“No,” you breathe out. “Let’s be honest, Sally.” giving the young nurse a sad smile, you point toward the other pairs. “I know you are only trying to be friendly but anytime you are asking about my non-present husband it stings. Why don’t you treat me like a single parent? Cause that’s what I am.”

“How’s the baby?” Dean asks again, following you toward the nursery. “Listen, I know you try to punish me but not telling me about our baby breaks one of my rules.”

“The baby is still alive. He grows fast and the ultrasound picture lies on your desk. If you have more questions, call my gynecologist or,” turning around you give Dean a cold look, “you could move your ass to the practice next time but I get it – you were busy.”

“I got the right to know about my son,” growling the words Dean steps closer but this time, he doesn’t intimidate you with his size. “Tell me everything.”

“Weight and size are average. His heartbeat is strong, and he sucked his thumb today,” you scoff at Dean’s sudden interest. “You would know more about your child if you actually cared. He started to be more active, I can feel our little boy kick me harder but so far, only John felt our baby kick.”

Walking away you enter your room, slamming the door shut behind you, locking it to take a deep breath.

“He’s my son too! You can’t shut me out!” Dean yells from the hallway.

“Sperm donator, you son of a bitch,” you growl. “If it were up to me, I’d file for divorce.”

“YOU WON’T!” he mutters. “I will not allow you to leave me.”

“I got that, but you should know that our marriage is over to me. If you dare to get close to me ever again, you’ll lose your hands or cock. Go and fuck one of your sluts.”

“I should-“ frustrated Dean kicks your door. “You’re still my wife, Y/N. I expect you to respect me and our bond.”

“Fuck that,” feeling exhausted you lie on your bed, gently running one hand over your belly. “He’ll not ruin your life, baby boy. I promise to protect you from your asshole father.”

“I heard that.”

“I don’t fucking care,” you cry. “Now leave me alone. You got the information you need. Don’t worry, your heir is still healthy. Even though, you didn’t help me at all…”

Two months, two weeks, and five days later…

“Looks good,” John hums, glancing at the ultrasound picture. “How are you, doll? Do you need anything?”

“No, I’m fine,” looking at your wedding band you try to swallow the lump in your throat. “Is there a way to protect my child from Dean? Can you add something to the prenup? Please.”

“I will not allow Dean to hurt your son, Y/N. I don’t think Dean would ever lay a finger on him-“

“That’s not what I meant. Being around Dean is unhealthy for me. What will he do to our child? How shall I explain to my baby boy that his father hates me? That I’m only a breeder to him, a body he could use to get a child.”

“Are you fucking my father?” ludicrously you look at Dean when he storms into your room, your solace. “That’s the reason you moved out of our bedroom – huh? You spread your legs for John Winchester.”

“What the fuck, Dean?” you sniff, reluctantly leaving the bed. “Over the last week I barely left my room as I didn’t feel well, and you accuse me of such a thing? I don’t have the time to fuck anyone. Unlike you, I had to take care of anything-“ whimpering you feel a piercing pain ripple through your womb. “Oh, god-“

“Y/N?” paling Dean watches you crouch down in front of your bed, crying out in pain. “What’s wrong? Y/N, talk to me, sweetheart.”

“Go and get your father or Sam,” you pant, while you try to remember everything the midwife taught you. “I think the baby wants to get out.”

“No, it’s too early,” panicked Dean rushes to your side to help you sit on the bed. “I’ll call an ambulance, Y/N.”

“O-okay-“ you scream, feeling another painful contraction approach. “No, no. My water just broke.” tears run down your cheeks when John and Sam stumble into the room. They heard your screams and try to help.

“Fuck, doll,” John mumbles, kneeling in front of you to calm you. “Sammy, call an ambulance and tell Benny to get Y/N’s bags. I’ll stay here to help her.”

“I already called an ambulance. Stop acting as if that’s your son,” Dean growls, glaring at his father.

“Do you want to help the mother of your child or fight with me right now, son? I think you showed how much you are interested in your child. Now shut the fuck up and help me here,” John would like to give his son a piece of mind but right now, he must take care of you.

“John,” grasping for your father-in-law’s hand, “promise me he won’t be there. I don’t want Dean inside the room while I give birth.”

"That’s my wife and child in there! Lemme inside,” Dean growls, fighting against one of the security guards. “Let me pass.”

“DEAN,” John’s voice booms through the hallway. “Your wife is in there. She’s in pain, scared, and tries to give birth to your baby. Stop acting like an idiot. You had it coming.”

“You didn’t care about your child or wife for over eight months. Did you honestly believe she wants you in there?” Sam huffs, squeezing Jess’s hand. “I was with Jess the whole time. I heard the heartbeat, saw my baby, felt it kick. I can’t believe you didn’t want to experience any of it.“

“I-I never wanted to marry Y/N. It was an arranged bond,” Dean sniffs, hearing you cry out in pain.

“This doesn’t change she’s your wife and that she needed you. Even more important, your son needed you. I believe babies bond with their parents in the womb. You could’ve talked to him, played music, or feel him kick.”

“Look at you baby boy,” cooing your son you feel your heart swell. Even if Dean is not going to show any affection toward your child, you’ll give the little boy all your love. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Can I finally see him too?” Dean mutters, sneaking into your room. “How could you let my father, Sam, and Jess see my son first?”

“I didn’t think you will find the time to visit me and your baby. If you would excuse me now, I want to concentrate on Robert Maximilian Winchester.”

“What?” gaping at you Dean feels his stomach churn. “You named him Robert? But-but we agreed to name him Dean jr. How could you not only keep me away while giving birth but also deciding on a name without me? That’s cruel.” Dean sniffs, looking at your son in your arms.

“Cruel–?” you take a deep breath, try to ignore the burning rage running through your veins. “Do you know what cruel means, Winchester? Cruel means that your husband, the man you love with all your heart ignores you completely. Cruel means that he never shows affection or at least cares about you during pregnancy.”

“I’m his father!”

“Sperm donator,” you retort. “We are only a breeder and a sperm donator. You are not a father, and never will be. You’ll not hurt my baby boy and push him away as you did with me. You can lay claim on him when he turns 18, until then I’ll give him all the love he deserves.”

“He’s my baby boy too,” sniffling Dean looks at your child, tearing up. “Let me at least hold him. Please.”

“Not today,” adamant you defend your son, not giving in. It’s your turn to be selfish and not to show any compassion. Dean can cry as much as he wants to.

Today, you’ll be the cruel one – even if it kills you.

“She doesn’t let me hold my son,” outside of your room Dean starts to cry. “I wasn’t allowed to hold my baby boy. How can she be so cruel?”

“I say it again – you had it coming,” John shrugs, ignoring he feels sorry for his son. “Y/N never was cruel. All she wanted was a bit of affection. Why couldn’t you give her that?”

“I just didn’t feel like pretending. But I care about our baby and want to hold him.”

Dean doesn’t leave your side. He sits next to your bed, still looking at his son.

“Please let me hold him, Y/N.”

“Five minutes,” you whisper, not looking at Dean. “You can hold him for five minutes and after that, you can pretend we do not exist until you need your heir.”

“It’s not like that,” with trembling fingers Dean takes Robert Maximillian out of your hands. “He’s so beautiful and tiny.”

“It’s a baby, what did you expect,” turning around to not watch Dean with your son you close your eyes. “Tell me when you are done playing daddy, Dean.”

“Why are you so cold. This isn’t you, Y/N.”

“That’s what happens to a loving person when she gives up. If you don’t like me the way I am now, you can always ask your dad to let me out of this marriage...”

“Look this is your room, baby boy,” cooing your baby you walk around the room. “There is a teddy bear, and over there is a cute duck. Maybe you’ll like the cat Sammy bought for you?”

“He doesn’t like cats,” Dean grumbles, walking into the nursery. “I bet he’s allergic like me.” hopefully looking at you Dean holds out his hands. “Come on, lemme hold him for a while.”

“I will leave you to your son, Dean. If you are done pretending you are a father, holler and I’ll take care of Robert,” carefully placing your son into Dean’s arms you ignore he tries to talk to you.

“Y/N, we should talk about a few things.”

“Don’t hurt yourself, Dean. I’m stuck in this marriage, but this doesn’t mean I let you walk all over me ever again. I am a single parent, and this will not change…”

>> Part 2

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jungshookz · 4 years

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ok anyway build-a-bear employee!jin who meets y/n bc she comes in to make a new friend after a breakup and he teases her for being an adult by herself in the store and after she starts tEARING UP he’s like okok no!!!! and helps her make the cutest lil guy and records a cute message to put inside

➺ pairing; kim seokjin x reader

➺ genre; employee!jin, i brought you to build-a-bear so obviously this is going to be very floofy (sfw!!)

➺ wordcount: 4k

➺ what to expect; “…turning twenty-two soon and you’re buying yourself a teddy bear?”

➺ note; when i told u guys that jin always gets the cutest drabble requests i wasn’t LYING!!! i have my own bear from build-a-bear named blu (he’s dark blue with white stars!! at the age of eight i was not very good at coming up with creative names) so obviously i had to write something for him and his homies

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jin has a love-hate relationship with his job

you would think that working at build-a-bear would be pretty fun - and it can be, sometimes! - but jin can confirm right here right now that it’s not aLL that great

on one hand, he loves the dramatics of build-a-bear because he’s given the chance to act like the whole store is whimsical and that the tiny little heart that he stuffs inside of the bear is full of magic and hope and happiness (he majored in acting in university so his degree is surprisingly very useful here)

but on the other hand… he works at build-a-bear.

this isn’t where he thought he’d be!!! not at all!!!

he’s basically almost thirty and he works at a frickin build-a-bear

this wasn’t part of his plan!!!

his plan was to graduate from university, get famous from acting in a small commercial because of his devilishly handsome face, and then immediately get signed onto some fancy hollywood acting deal and become internationally known

but, no!

he graduated from university, didn’t get any roles in any small commercials, and had to find a way to make money so had no choice but to find work at his local mall

and to make things worse, his boss is literally five years younger than him

he has this bratty little twenty-two year old constantly up his ass and he haTES it

“you forgot the whipped cream on my frappuccino.” jungkook looks up at jin from where he’s sitting behind the counter before raising his drink, “am i blind or are you just bad at listening to instructions? where is the whipped cream, seokjin? WHERE?”

jin clenches his jaw before leaning forward, “they were busy, i guess they just forgot. and i’m not your slave. i only got you that drink so you’d give me a day off tomorrow.”

“well, since there’s no whipped cream on it, you don’t get a day off.” jungkook kisses his teeth before shrugging

“wha-“ jin resists the urge to reach down and wrap his hands around jungkook’s neck, “are you kidding me right now?? i spent forty-five minutes out of my fifty minute lunch break lining up at starbucks to get that for you! forty-five minutes!!!”

“i don’t know what to tell you,” jungkook hums as he kicks his legs up onto the counter and leans back against his chair, “now get back to work. and remember to smile! after all, build-a-bear is where best friends are made-“

“the new slogan is ‘the most fun you’ll ever make’.” jin raises a brow, “you don’t even know our slogan! how did you become the manager?”

jungkook takes a slow sip of his drink while maintaining direct eye contact with jin

sChLuuUuRrRRRr

jesus christ

his life sucks

jin rolls his eyes before turning on his heel and heading back to the main area of the shop

today’s saturday, so the store is a little busier than it usually is - which is great, because jin works off commission and he thinks he’s pretty good at selling teddy bears

on his best day he managed to sell thirty-eight bears in one day

he also convinced most of the kids that their brand new furry friends needed new clothes and a personalised recorded message in place of the usual little red cloth heart

he doesn’t like looking at the parents whenever he’s egging their kids on to buy even more things because they always look at him like they’re going to kill him

anyways

he could’ve ordered like forty frappuccino’s from the money he made on that day

before he left for lunch today he sold eight which really isn’t that impressive

but, to be fair, the mall usually gets busy after lunch, so now is the prime time to make some sales

jin lets out a breath as he scans the store for any newcomers or anyone who’s noT already being bombarded by his co-workers

he can’t help but snicker to himself when he notices yoongi at the stuffing station conducting a heart ceremony

“-and now you can go ahead and give your heart a little kiss-“

he looks up for a split second and jin takes the chance to blows a sweet little kiss at him

he snorts to himself when yoongi’s eye twitches

yoongi hates giving heart ceremonies but he’s actually pretty good at it!

he’s good with children whether he wants to admit it or not

alright, enough making fun of yoongi >:-)

time to hunt down a new customer…

jin sucks his bottom lip into his mouth as he walks around the store slowly

ooh, a little boy and his family just walked i- aaand they’ve been swept up by jimin

okay, no problem!

how about those twin gir- nope, too late, taehyung’s approaching them

damn

that would’ve been a good sale, too

it’s fine

he’ll get someone!

oh, wow

build-a-bear has really upped their game since the last time you were here

to be fair, the last time you were here was like more than ten years ago, so you’d hope that they make some changes to the store

…are those star wars themed teddy bears??

that is most definitely a princess leia teddy bear

and she even gets her own little light sabre!

wow

this is a whole new world

“excuse me, sorry…” you manoeuvre your way through the crowd as you continue looking through your options

is it weird that you’re in here by yourself?

the thought of trailing behind a random child in order to blend in with everyone else crosses your mind for a split second

although… a grown woman creeping behind a child they don’t know probably isn’t going to sound good to the judge when you’re standing in court, so maybe you shouldn’t do that

okay

you know what

it’s fine

it’s totally fine that you’re in here by yourself!

stuffed plushies are for people of all ages!!

it’s not just a kiddie thing

you’re FINE

and you have a perfectly legitimate reason to be in here

the only reason why you’re even in here is because…

well, the short and sweet version is that you got dumped two weeks ago.

which means that you’ve been cooped up in your apartment for the last fourteen days

which means your bedroom was starting to smell a little ripe so you thought it’d be good to air out the place and give your poor bed a break

(also, please, for the love of god, remember to wash your sheets when you get back home later today.)

anyways

you thought that a trip to the mall for some retail therapy would make you feel better!

so far you’ve only been the food court but you helped yourself to a cheeseburger, some onion rings, and a vanilla milkshake

food always makes you feel better

you could honestly go for another round of onion rings right now

there’s nothing quite like the pain of having your heart broken nudge you towards the direction of binge-eating the pain away, is there?

you were about to head into a victoria’s secret to splurge on pretty panties (that no one but yourself will be seeing for a long time) but this build-a-bear caught your eye

a cuddle buddy you could ugly-cry into for the simple price of $35?

obviOUSLY you had to come in

the only issue now is that there are way too many options to choose from

who do you want to take home??

pawlette the bunny?

toothless from how to train your dragon?

you could even take pikachu home if you wanted to

“timeless teddy…” you mutter to yourself as you dig out a teddy bear skin (also, it’s very unsettling that they’re called ‘skins’. like, you know that’s what they technically are, but the phrase ‘i’ve picked out my skin!’ just makes your skin crawl.)

you lean forward a little to read the label on the wall

teddy bears are a timeless way to share love with every hug! timeless teddy is a classic teddy bear with shaggy brown fur and an adorable smile. personalize this classic teddy bear with outfits, sounds and accessories for a huggable gift they'll cherish forever!

perfect!

a classic teddy bear sounds perfect

there’s nothing wrong with going back to basics

also, you’re assuming the ‘they’ll’ they’re referring to here is a child

…

you are doing this

you will buy this teddy bear!

your other option was to go and adopt a cat from the shelter but you can barely take care of yourself right now so that wouldn’t be a good idea

“hello!” you jump three feet into the air when you’re suddenly being greeted by one of the bright-eyed workers, “can i help you find anything?”

you turn around quickly while clutching your teddy’s skin (gag) to your chest with wide eyes, “h-hello!”

hello indeed

you feel your heart drop a little when you realise that you probably look disgusting right now

you weren’t expecting to bump into a veRY attractive super handsome boy today!!!

very attractive super handsome boy with sweet brown eyes and soft-looking hair and the poutiest lips you think you’ve ever seen in your entire life-

thank god you decided to wear the sweatshirt that doesn’t have any stains on it, right?

the one thing you remember from your previous build a bear experience (once again, 10+ years ago) is that the workers here are usually overly perky sixteen year old girls

this guy is not an overly perky sixteen year old girl

well

maybe he’s the perky part

but everything else??

wowie

he smiles brightly at you before tilting his head, “hello. i’m jin!” he points at his name tag, “i’d love to help you out today. were you looking for anything in particular?”

“hi! hello, jin. i’m, um, i’m y/n. i was, uh-“ you clear your throat, “i was actually just browsing, so…”

“oh, perfect!” jin claps his hands together, “let me tell you all about our collections. there’s the summer fun collection, the rainbow friends, the promise pets, the heartables, the classic build-a-bear collection-“

yeah okay

he’s definitely nailed the perky part of the job

“-DC comics, dr. suess, marvel, my little pony, how to train your drag-“

“you know, i-“ you smile sheepishly after interrupting jin, “thank you so much, but i’ve actually already made my decision, if that’s alright.” you hold your teddy’s limp, hollow carcass up before pressing your lips together

“of course that’s alright!” jin takes the skin from you before shrugging lightly, “i figured i’d just let you know of all the other options in case your younger sibling wanted something more extravagant than just our timeless teddy. follow me to the sound station!”

you don’t get a chance to say anything before jin spins around swiftly to head to the back of the store

he thinks this bear is for your younger sibling

okay, you can work with that!

you can pretend like you’re in here for your non-existent younger sibling and certainly not for yourself

“you can choose a pre-made sound from here,” jin gestures to the bins of plastic hearts (there’s a sound option for an ‘into the unknown’ snippet from frozen 2 which is insane), “or we can go ahead and record a personalised message. what’s your sibling’s name?”

you look up at him immediately

“wha- um, why… why do you need to know my sibling’s name?”

“oh! i was just asking so i could give you an example.” jin hums as he tosses the skin over his shoulder and places his hands on his hips, “like, you could say, hey there… sibling’s name, it’s me, your big sister! i love you! or something like that.”

“ah, right!” you nod to yourself, “that makes sense! my sibling’s name is totally normal information that i have no problem giving to you.”

jin raises a brow when he notices you continuing to ramble about how your sibling’s name is something that you will be telling him soon because you definitely know the name of your younger sibling whomst’ve this bear is for

you’re cute but you’re a little odd

“-my younger sibling’s name is… paulette!” you catch a glimpse of a pink pawlette bunny being stuffed before looking back over at jin, “yep. that’s her name. sweet, sweet paulette. sweet little angel.”

“hey, our iconic bunny is named pawlette!” jin beams, “wouldn’t you want to get paulette her own pawlette? instead of a bear?”

the smile immediately drops from your face

oh god

you’ve never been very good at lying

one time in middle school when you wanted to get out of PE you told the teacher that you were in pain and that’s why you couldn’t do anything on that day

and when he asked you what hurt, all you said was ‘…bleeding out of my butt?’

you don’t even know why you said that!!

you could’ve told him you had a headache or something but nO

you told your teacher your asshole was BLEEDING and that’s why you couldn’t participate in baseball

so yeah

lying has never been your forte

but you don’t want pawlette!!

you want this bear!!!

although, it would make sense to get paulette her own pawlette because that’d be an adorable coincidence…

what are you-

what are you even sAYING

PAULETTE DOES NOT EXIST

“okay, you got me!” you raise your hands in defence and jin’s eyes widen in surprise, “paulette isn’t a real person. i don’t have a younger sibling. i’m in here for me. the bear is for me. the timeless teddy is mine.”

“oh…!” jin purses his lips before nodding slowly, “alright! totally get it. the bear is for you.”

why has everyone he’s ever been attracted to turned out to be a little cuckoo?

the expected demographic of build-a-bear are children aged 3-10 (a child aged below three isn’t interested in stuffed teddies because they don’t really do anything but sit there and a child aged over ten isn’t interested in stuffed teddies because… they don’t really do anything but sit there.)

and you… well, unless you’ve experienced some kind of insane growth spurt, you certainly don’t look like someone aged 3-10 years old

“phew! it feels good getting that off my chest.” you breathe out as you lean over and place your hands on your knees, “there was a lot of pressure there to keep lying to you but-“

“how, um, how old are you, by the way?”

jin doesn’t mean to sound like a judgy bitch

he’s just genuinely curious as to why a 21-23 year old would willingly go into a physical build-a-bear store to buy themselves a stuffed plushie

you could’ve purchased one off the online website

also, aren’t there better things to spend your money on?

like… literally anything besides a stuffed plushie??

“turning twenty-two soon!” you get back up onto your feet, “why do you ask?”

“…turning twenty-two soon and you’re buying yourself a teddy bear?” jin snorts before raising a brow, “i mean, really? didn’t you graduate this year?”

“ah, well…” you reach up to scratch the back of your neck as you feel the tips of your ears beginning to heat up, “i mean, yeah, but like…”

“i’m not judging! some people go on grad trips to party and get wasted after they graduate, and other people go to the mall to build themselves a $35 teddy bear-“ jin laughs to himself before turning around to plop the skin down on little counter attached to the stuffing machine, “anyways, were you thinking about choosing a sound or recording something?”

he spins back around and his eyes widen when he notices that your eyes have gotten red and are starting to water

uh oh

what’s going on?

what’s happening??

are you…

are you crying??

why are you crying??

he was totally kidding!!!

that wasn’t supposed to be mean!!

that was supposed to be playful banter!!!

“oh- oh, god no- wait-“ jin immediately walks over so that he’s standing in front of you and jungkook won’T be able to see that he just upset a customer, “don’t cry!! i was kidding!! i have, like, ten plushies on my bed! i’m twenty-seven and i work at a build-a-bear, if anything, i should be the one crying-”

“i just-“ you reach up to wipe at your eyes as you begin to blubber, “my boyfriend of one year b-broke up with me two weeks ago and i- i just th-thought that a teddy bear would make good company because god knows i’m not in the right mental state to be taking care of a real animal-!”

jin winces when you let out a particularly loud sob and he quickly drags you over so that the two of you are behind the stuffing machine and out of sighT from everyone

crap

he doesn’t even have any tissues on him!!!!

maybe he can pull some fluff out from the machine and you can dab at your tears with that

actually, the cotton might stick to your cheeks if you try wiping your tears away with a fistful of stuffing, so maybe not

“i-i know it’s stupid and humiliating for a grown-up to be in here buying a stupid teddy bear for herself but there’s so much in my life that’s just out of my control right now a-and making this teddy bear seemed like the only thing i could control and i just-“

“y-yes, of course!” jin pulls you into a tight hug (your sobbing is getting a little loud and people are starting to notice so this is the only way he can think to muffle your crying) and strokes the back of your head comfortingly, “i’m so sorry, i had no idea! that makes total sense, of course you can get this teddy bear for yourself…”

he continues to hold you until your sobs reduce to little hiccups and gives a warning look when yoongi mouths whether or not they should call mall security on your ass

when you pull away your eyes are a little puffy and the tip of your nose is red

if jungkook asks, maybe jin can get away with saying that your allergies acted up in the middle of the store

you don’t look like that because he made you burst into tears

not at all!!

“how about we… record a special message for your new friend?” jin digs through the tub to pull out an electronic heart

“i-“ you hiccup, “i don’t really h-have anything i want to say…”

jin purses his lips in thought

stuffing the bear with a heartbeat heart seems way too basic

this is an important bear!

ah!

“why don’t you let me take care of it, okay?” he reaches over and rubs your shoulder gently, “you wait here and i’ll take care of everything. for his stuffing, would you like a soft cuddle bear or a plump one?”

your bottom lip starts to quiver again and you let out a light laugh, “a soft cuddle bear sounds really sweet.”

“then a soft cuddle bear it is.”

“and this is for you.” jin hands you the box over the counter and you take it from him with a grin, “thank you for your purchase! and… sorry about making you cry-“

“oh, god no-“ you snort, “i’m sorry for bursting into tears and loading all of that on you-“

“it’s totally fine!” jin shakes his head, “you’re definitely not the first person to start crying in a build-a-bear, so there’s absolutely nothing to feel bad about.”

“right! right, of course.” you nod and press your lips together, “anyways, thanks for helping me out today, jin.”

“of course! it was a pleasure.” jin clears his throat

it’s pretty clear that the two of you want to continue talking to each other, but…

jin doesn’t usually practice his flirting skills when he’s at build-a-bear, so pardon him for being a little rusty

“so… see you around!” you chirp, “i’m just gonna-“

“wait, uh-“ jin wipes his hands down on the back of his pants, “i… i don’t know if maybe this is a little too soon for you or… and it’s totally fine if you don’t want to, but… maybe i can treat you to an apology corndog or something sometime? i don’t know. this mall doesn’t really offer fine dining, so a corndog is really all i can-“

“yeah, i would love that!” you nod enthusiastically, “an apology corndog with you sounds great. i mean, a regular corndog would be fine too, but- d-do you… want my number?”

also

this isn’t you rebounding or anything

this is the first time in two weeks where your mind hasn’t been clouded with thoughts of your ex-boyfriend

this is the first time in two weeks that you’re actually happy

jin seems genuinely sweet and you wouldn’t mind getting to know him :-))

also you’re glad that hE was the one who asked

because if you were the one who asked, it’d probably make you look that much more pathetic

and you’ve already made a fool of yourself once today!!

you sigh happily as you slam the car door shut

you’re about to shove the key into the ignition when suddenly you remember that your bear has a personalised message inside of him

“oh, right!” you reach over to open up the cardboard house that he’s been shoVed into

!!!

you wonder what soundbyte jin picked out for you!!!

you pull him out and smile fondly at the sight of his chubby arms dangling over your hands

cute :-))

this was money well spent for sure

okay, now how do you activate the sound…

there’s a bit of squeezing and poking but you manage to find the little heart inside of him

you perk up when you hear a muffled crackle

“hi, y/n! it’s me, your furry friend… uh… jin bear! if you’re listening to this, it probably means you’re super sad… cry into my stomach to muffle the sound of your violent sobs! …oh, god, probably shouldn’t have said that- anyways, um, i hope you feel better soon! and remember to give me plenty of cuddles - i promise it’ll make you feel better!”

that was actually a pretty good message

(you hope jin texts u soon)

“okay, jin bear.” you murmur quietly as you buckle him into the passenger seat, “time to take you home.”

help me help you make your wishes come tru (aka send me a request)

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ethereal-blossom · 3 years

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OOOOOOO 500 MILESTONE CONGRATS!! i hope this isn't too much for you, considering you already have a butt load of stuff to work on, so take your time yeah? luv u💕✨

character: dazai my beloved akdjcncjlskak

personality

super laidback, pretty patient and empathetic i think, i try to put myself in other people's shoes so yeah, i am just. i am just here. i am chilling. but school threatens to ruin my vibe, i mean like yeah i do kinda count to as a prodigy and schoolwork is p easy for me but hey!! i'm a lazy ass kid i don't wanna do school

i generally am not the analyzing kinda person, but if it's about smth i like dazai or i am required too then i'd say i'm pretty great at that

i am pretty affectionate w friends and ia m the ceo of putting hearts at the end of every sentence when thanking my friends or compementing ppl i adore

i will aggresively kick and scream you into self-love. double the hearts, and i have an arsenal of wholesome memes. beware

generallly i dislike arguments. as much as possible i wanna solve problems without the heated screaming and clawwing at each other thanks, if i do get into a fight i'll most likely apologize first ater i cool down

apperance traits i love: i have kinda side swept-ish wavy hair that goes from black to brown so that's rlly cool !! also chubby cheeks gang yeah 😎😎😎

hobbies/passion: i love to draw i'm literally an artist i draw a lot. i. i just love to fuckign draw. mwah. i also love everything pink. pink is wonderful color, the only color ever actually. and i love putting characters dazai in pink even more

relationship: uh like rlly strong platonic/familial kinda!! like yeah we were there for each other even in mafia times! big bro + lil sis combo let's go!!

ALSO IN THE 500 MILESTONE THING I FORGOT TO SAY I'M SORRY AAAAAAAAA

hobbies/passion: i love?!?? to collect!?!? keychains and plushiesand anything that looks cute!!? i don't have alot since my mom doens't let me buy a lot (even if they're rlly cheap, as compared to the closet of bags she has that hypocrite😒😒😒) but at least i've developed a sense of money saving

personality: would drag a hoe for my friends or family

relationships: also in the familial they're not related but theykre still fam jskdhdnkaa

again i'm so sorry if this is too much or if i've scattered the info all over the place ;-; ty for writing for us and blessing us w ur creations, luv u!!💕✨

____

a/n: thank you so much! oof, and if i took my time- but i’m finally back🙈 also, you sound so cute and amazing!💕

dazai was known to be a womanizer back in the port mafia. your first encounter with dazai was when he tried to flirt with you. you had to give it to him: dazai was smooth. however, you knew better. you usually didn’t observe people’s behavior unless they caught your attention, and those empty looking eyes did exactly that.

no, it wasn’t attraction at first sight. at least, not in the way people would expect. you, who always kicked self-love into your friends and who found it easy to emphasize with people, saw a man in need of a warm hug.

dazai liked the challenge of making you attracted to him. rather did dazai know it was the start of a friendship so tight that it made you feel like family.

the port mafia is a cold and cruel world, yet you felt warm and soft to dazai. he didn’t know at first how to handle your sweet gestures and the hearts you put behind every sentence. it made him hide behind his humor. after awhile though, dazai noticed he would look forward to those messages filled with hearts. it had a comforting and innocent charm. he even loved the wholesome memes.

you supported dazai in the best way you could. even when dazai left the port mafia, he made sure to be in touch with you. was it dangerous? yes, but he feared what you would do if he didn’t.

the members of the armed detective agency were quite surprised once they found out about you. they first thought you were dazai’s sister since they saw how close you were. maybe it was the way dazai pinched your cheeks, introduced you like his little sister and playfully tucked your beautiful hair.

even though arguments were rare, they still happened sometimes. the arguments would mostly be about dazai’s suicidal behavior when he would take it too far. you would try to help him and talk about it, but dazai has a habit of closing himself off at those moments. you would both let each other be and do something to calm down. you were usually the one to come back first and apologize.

sometimes, dazai would show a mature side of him and take the fault upon him. and sometimes, dazai didn’t have the strength to. then he would feel a certain emotion realizing he had made you worried, sad and guilty. at those moments, dazai would wear a completely pink outfit that you once bought for him the next day. dazai wanted to see that beautiful and warm smile on your face.

talking about presents- dazai knew how much you loved anything that looks cute. if dazai made the conclusion that you had a bad day, he would ditch work and shop for keychains or plushies and surprise you.

dazai would always ask a drawing of him in return as joke. he loved seeing you draw and he often observed your hand movements. seeing you draw, calmed his mind. dazai would also ask you to draw weird but specific drawings so he could mess with his partner.

all by all, i can see dazai being in need of a friend like you. someone who can fill his life with the warmth and love of a friendship so close that people mistake them for brothers and sisters.

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dxkuuu · 4 years

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i also have a request, could you write a part two of the one where bakugou is determined to make reader like him (i forgot its name :/) no pressure obvs if u dont wanna <3

a/n: Thanks so much for the request, I loved writing it! And I am SOOOO SORRY that it took me forever to get it out!! 😅 I was actually gonna post this a couple days ago, but I kept getting interrupted by a couple family members while writing it, haha. But anyway! I hope it was at least somewhat worth it, and that you like this!

Told you so// Katsuki Bakugo

⤷ pairing: Katsuki Bakugo x reader

⤷ genre: Fluff

⤷ summary: In which, Katsuki gets you to fall in love with him, just like he promised he would.

⤷ word count: 1,010

read part 1 here!

You sat on your bed in your dorm as you stared at the rose in your hand. It was yet another gift from Katsuki, though this time it was one you’d been happy to accept. You had to admit, you were falling for the explosive blonde boy. Not because of all the flowers, chocolates, and plushies he was buying you, but because of the shift in his attitude when he was around you.

You couldn’t deny that he’d become remarkably soft around you, everyone could see it. And, as much as you thought you liked his adorable irritated face, the dopey smile on his face when he’s around you is one that you didn’t ever want to forget.

You gently placed the rose on your bedside table, and laid back on your bed as you set your sight on your ceiling. As you started at your plain ceiling, memories of Katsuki began to flood your mind. It was almost as if your mind wanted for you to fall in love with him.

A smile graced your lips as the first memory popped up.

~~~~~

You’d gone out to get ice cream with the BakuSquad, and Katsuki was trying his best, once again, to woo you. Though, by now, his friends had gone from teasing him to helping him.

As Mina and you watched the boys get on Katsuki’s nerves, the pink-haired girl turned to you and asked, “So what is your type?”

You looked at her, then looked away as you began to think. “Hmm, I don’t know. I guess...as long as they really love me, I’d be happy. You know?”

What you hadn’t noticed, was that Katsuki had stopped yelling, and was instead focused on you. “Well then we’re both in luck, cause I guarantee I’ll be loving you forever,” he said.

The two of you locked eyes, and you felt yourself become a bit flustered. “Oh,” was all you were able to say at the time. But ‘oh’ was all he needed to hear.

~~~~~

As the memory passed, you turned onto your side and clutched a pillow, waiting for the next one to pop up.

~~~~~

The two of you were at the aquarium, as he’d insisted on you both hanging on. He promised it wasn’t a date, and you enjoyed being around the blonde-haired boy too much to turn him down.

The two of you had stumbled upon the seahorse section, and you couldn’t help but admire the beautiful sea creatures. “Bakugo, they’re so beautiful!” you softly shouted.

“Katsuki.”

“Hm?” you turned around to look at him.

“Call me Katsuki.”

“Oh, ok. Well, Katsuki! They’re so pretty!”

He took a step closer to you, “Not as pretty as you.”

~~~~~

Maybe it was childish to feel so giddy just from him calling you pretty, and asking you to call him by his first name, but it didn’t matter. It made you feel fluffy inside, and that was all you cared about.

~~~~~

The two of you were sitting in his dorm, studying. You were having trouble writing your English essay, and he’d agreed to give you a few tips and pointers.

“You can’t end your paper like that, it doesn’t give enough closure,” he said. Though, you’d stopped paying attention. It’d been several months since he’d first attempted to win your affections, and at that point you could tell it was working.

You were distracted by how close he was sitting, and couldn’t focus on what he was telling you. “Are you even listening?” He asked, irritated.

“I...um, no sorry. I guess I tuned out for a second,” you replied sheepishly.

He must’ve noticed what had you so flustered, because he leaned in a bit closer and looked you in the eyes. “Do you wanna stop for today? The essay’s not due for another few days.”

“I...uhh,” you couldn’t think of anything to say.

“Cat got your tongue?” He was really close, but you didn’t mind. You both sat there in silence for a few moments, just taking in each other’s company before he moved back. “Why don’t we just watch a movie or something for now,” he said.

You slowly nodded your head, “Oh, sure.”

~~~~~

As each memory played, the urge to be closer to him grew stronger. It wasn’t hard to realize, you’d finally fallen for him, just like he said you would. But, you didn’t know how to tell him. After all, it wasn’t something you could just randomly toss into a conversation.

As you began thinking of different ways you could confess your feelings to him, you heard a knock come from your door. You carefully got off your bed and walked over to your door to open it, revealing Katsuki leaning against your door frame.

“Hey,” he said, looking down at the ground. Though he seemed different. He didn’t have the same fire in his eyes that he typically had when he was around you. Sure, there were a few moments in the past when you thought he was gonna give up on you, but none of them were this painfully obvious.

“Hey,” you replied gently.

He waited for a moment before saying, “I’m done.”

“What?”

He looked up to meet your eyes. “I’ll back off. This isn’t me giving up, so don’t even think that for a second! I just...I’m done wasting my time, since it’s clear you’re not interested,” he said.

He pushed himself off the door frame, and you knew he was about to leave. So, without responding to him, without thinking about what you were doing, without taking a second to slow down, you pulled him close and kissed him.

“I’m sorry,” you said.

“How long have you liked me?” he asked.

“It’s actually all pretty recent,” you laughed.

“Great. We’re going out Sunday, then,” he said.

“Ok sure!” you answered, but he was already walking away.

Just before he was fully out of your sight, he turned around and shouted, “Oh, and y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“You fell in love with me after all. I told you so.”

#bnha fanfiction #bnha x reader #katsuki x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo imagine #bakugo fluff #bakugo x reader fluff #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha bakugou #katsuki x you #katsuki x y/n #rachel writes ✨

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bellphiie-main · 4 years

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Oikawa getting into a relationship HC’s

hello.. so many of u are from my Oikawa SMAU and I haven’t even posted that much yet so here’s some Oikawa stuff just for u 👉👈 (i tried to make it gender neutral, i apologize if I slipped up)

sorry if he’s out of character or not what you imagine im trying my best i promise

[Haikyuu Masterlist]

•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

⇢ when you first met, Oikawa had on his façade that he puts on in front of all of his fans

⇢ you know, the fake smiles, over enthusiastic winks, etc.

⇢ however if you actually make an effort with him, and keep coming back, trying to have real conversations, he’ll let a few real smiles slip your way

⇢ eventually he considers you one of his friends. when he tells this to Iwa, he’s actually happy Oikawa has someone else to annoy

⇢ no actually he’s happy Oikawa might have a chance at a real relationship. but you know he’d never say that out loud

⇢ constant flirting, all day every day. mostly from Oikawa, but if you join in, he can’t hide the pink on his cheeks

⇢ eventually it gets to the point that you guys catch feelings for each other. but he’s too afraid to say anything because his other relationships were never actually serious, so he has no clue what to do

⇢ so he asks Iwa for help. he’s not very happy about it, but gives in because he just wants to see Oikawa happy (he’s secretly soft I know it)

⇢ gives you tons of flowers and chocolate. if you’re not a chocolate fan, he gives you plushies

⇢ when he does ask you on a date, he plans to go see a new movie you’ve been wanting to see. after the movie, he takes you on a walk in the park

⇢ the sky was so pretty, cherry blossoms, flowers, and Oikawa couldn’t stop looking at you because it was like you were glowing

⇢ he grabs your hand and makes you turn to him, gently cupping your face

⇢ “i think I love you” he says as he kisses you

⇢ if you tell him you feel the same, get ready to be picked up and spun around. bby is so happy he almost cries

⇢ he always invites you to practices, making a show of kissing you before joining the team, just to show off

⇢ but as soon as you show any kind of affection in front of the team, he blushes and loses composure. the team has a blast teasing him about it

⇢ he loves you, his team loves you, even Iwa has taken a liking to you. so you know he’s not going to let you slip away

⇢ he makes sure you have your lunch every day, shares his if you forgot, makes sure you’re warm enough by giving you his jacket and that you’re getting enough sleep

⇢ overall I feel like he’d be super sweet in a relationship, of course he’d still be a bit of a brat and show off, but if you put him in his place he still loves you endlessly

#im so soft writing this dhsisjns #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa x reader #oikawa x you #haikyuu x reader #oikawa x reader headcanons #haikyuu x reader headcanons

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zanesgirlfriend · 6 years

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Princess | Jeff Wittek

Description: Jeff takes the reader and her kid to meet his friends.

Requested?: Yes by @jimininfiress : I’d really love if you’d do a Jeff imagine and the reader (his gf) has a baby girl from a previous relationship that didn’t end bad but they’re just not together anymore and in the vlog David says something to the reader like why would you let an ex convict near your daughter and Jeff gets defensive of you and your daughter. I just think Jeff would be an adorable dad even tho his past kinda sucks lmao. Thank you tho! ❤️

A/N: i made the kid a little bit older than a baby so i hope thats okay, but this is the cutest thing ive ever written i love this okay thank u enjoy

(also if you want a part two i'd be down let me know)

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"Princess, are you ready to go?" You called for your little girl, who refused to go by her name once Jeff started calling her Princess. You didn't mind it though, you were just happy she loved your boyfriend as much as you did.

"Yeah, Mommy!" Her sweet voice filled the room as she dragged her little backpack behind her.

"Are you absolutely sure you wanna spend your birthday weekend with Jeff?" You crouched down to her level. She nodded, her little dimples making you smile.

"I'm gonna be five, Mom, I'm basically a grown-up. I'm sure." You laughed at your sassy little girl as you scooped her up. You carried her into her bedroom.

"Okay, which stuffed animal do you wanna bring to Jeff's house?" You both stared at the wide array of plushies.

"I want Peff!" You rolled your eyes as you picked up Peff. He was a fluffy piggy that Jeff gave her on the day they met, her of course naming it 'Piggy Jeff' or Peff for short. She seemed to be infatuated with your boyfriend, but he didn't seem to mind.

You grabbed the small suitcase that had items for the both of you, and locked the door behind you as your daughter lead the way to the car.

When you arrived at Jeff's apartment, your little princess couldn't wait to see him. She unbuckled her car-seat herself, begging you to move faster. She had fun racing you to his door, and doing the special knock they'd come up with together. He opened the door, kneeling down to catch her as she ran into his arms. He stood up, her tiny little arms wrapped around his neck, and leaned over to peck your lips.

"She was very excited to see you." You smiled, shutting the door behind you as you entered his apartment.

"I missed my little princess, too." He kissed her forehead and put her down, knowing she was eager to pet Nerf.

"I also missed you." He wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you in for a real kiss. Once he let you go, he grabbed the suitcase you were holding and took it into his room.

"I wanna meet Jeff's friends!" She tugged at your shirt, causing you to remember what all you'd promised her. A birthday weekend at Jeff's apartment, hanging out with Jeff's friends, and a birthday picnic in the park.

"I know, baby, but we gotta get lunch first." You reminded her about lunch as she glared at you.

"Princess, not baby. Jeff calls you baby." She corrected you.

"That's right, Princess." Jeff walked back into the living room. "What do you wanna get for lunch?"

"I want grilled cheese." She hugged Jeff's leg.

"Oh yeah, she's decided she doesn't wanna eat animals anymore, so we're gonna have to eat all the chicken nuggets in the freezer." You joked with Jeff.

"She's right, animals don't deserve that." He agreed with her.

"So everyone's a vegetarian now?" You admired your two favorite humans.

"Nah, steak tastes too good." Jeff smiled at you.

You all three headed to Jeff's car, Jeff of course carrying the little princess the whole way.

"She can walk, in case you forgot." You reminded him. You noticed her cling tighter to Jeff's neck.

"It's her birthday weekend, let her be pampered." He smiled, completely spoiling your adorable daughter.

You stopped at a little diner to eat, and then you were finally on the way to David's house. She had heard about David, and already seemed to love him, but you didn't know if she would like any of Jeff's other friends. You've hung out with them on numerous occasions, but something about bringing your daughter with you made you nervous.

"This house is pretty." Your daughter looked out the window towards David's massive house.

"Yeah, David's got a lot of pretty stuff." Jeff said as he turned the car off. He carried the little princess inside, sliding her shoes off and throwing them atop his own as he yelled for David.

"Oh my God, hiiiiiiii!" David almost melted when he saw your daughter. "I'm David." He smiled at her.

"I'm Princess." She stuck out her hand, her wrist bent.

"You gotta kiss her hand now." Jeff told David, leaning the kid in his arms more towards him. David kissed her hand as you spoke.

"She's only this spoiled around Jeff, I promise." You assured him. She reached her arms out towards David, latching onto his neck instead of Jeff.

"You get to carry me now." She said to him, he was surprised by the weight of the child.

"Tomorrow's also her birthday, so I'm spoilin' her a little extra." Jeff pulled her off of him, setting her on the ground. She immediately walked over to the table, grabbing David's camera.

"No, no, no, don't touch that!" David reprimanded her.

"No she loves to vlog, you should turn it on, she won't break it I promise." You tell David.

"She told me she wants to be a vlogger when she grows up." Jeff laughed as David walked over to the tot. He turned the camera on and pressed RECORD.

"Hi, I'm Princess, welcome to my castle." She pointed the heavy camera towards herself. "I'm gonna give you a castle tour . . ." She continued on, Jeff following her towards Natalie's room.

"She's hilarious." David said to you.

"Is she the newest member of the vlog squad then?" You laughed, sitting on the couch.

"Yeah, she can replace Jonah." You both laughed in unison. "I'm surprised you let me near her, let alone Jeff." David said, grabbing his laptop.

"He's my boyfriend, why wouldn't he be near her?" You were utterly confused. David looked at you as if you were stupid.

"He's an ex-convict. Ex-drug dealer. Probably a bad influence for a toddler." He said. You were astounded by his idocracy.

"Yeah, keyword being ex-" You took a deep breath before you blew up. "He has been to jail and he used to sell drugs, but he's different now. Now he's a good person. He is sweet to me and my kid. He takes care of us. He is the best Dad she's ever had, and they're not even related. He loves her, and she loves him, and I would never separate them because of some stupid mistakes he made years ago."

David looked dumbfounded.

"Oh my God, you're adorable." Natalie followed your daughter back out into the living room, Jeff not too far behind. Perfect timing.

"Isn't she?" Jeff agreed, his eyes filled with love for your child.

"And this is my sleep-pod. All you do is jump in and it swallows you while you sleep." She pointed the camera at David's LoveSac. Her attention shifted as the front door opened, running to meet whoever was at the door.

"No running!" You called after her, not wanting her to get hurt.

"Hi, I'm Princess, I'm a vlogger." She pointed the camera up towards Heath and Mariah's faces.

"Aww, hi!" They both cooed at her, happy to see a cute little face. They introduced themselves, Heath of course being forced to kiss her hand.

"Hey, I'm sorry. What I said was really rude." David leaned over and apologized while everyone was paying attention to the little princess.

"What'd he say?" Jeff asked you.

"I'll tell you later, don't worry about it." Your hand laced with his.

The same sort of hand-kiss introduction thing happened all evening as more and more friends showed up. David filmed a few cute bits with your daughter, and she loved every second of it. She found some pizza in the fridge, splitting a slice with Jeff before falling asleep on his chest.

"Thank you for being such a good 'Dad' to her." You kissed Jeff, really appreciating everything he does.

"It's no problem, I love her, and I love you. Plus the single moms really love the Hot Dad at the playground." He joked with you. You made a fake 'shocked' expression before laughing.

"Hey, keep talking like that and I'm gonna be a single mom." You smiled at him, happy with the little family you had created.

#jeff wittek imagine #jeff imagine #jeff x reader #jeff #jeff wittek #david #david x reader #david dobrik imagine #david dobrik imagines #david dobrik #davids vlogs #vloge squad imagines #vlog squad imagine #vlog squad #natalie mariduena #natalie #vlogsquad natalie #heath hussar #mariah amato

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toothsy · 5 years

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Get to know me

My friend : *comes to me randomly* HEY

Me: *jumps* geez you scared me..

My friend : You have a blog on tumblr, right ?

Me : uh... yeah ? I don’t wanna talk about what I write on it plea-

My friend : NONONO that’s not what I want to talk about. Knowing you, you probably didn’t say anything about yourself on your blog :

Me : well-

My friend : SO - I found this *show me the post* - and - hope u do it.

Me : *shrugs* fine

(Just letting you know how I found this -)

A/N : I know I don’t have a lot of followers and probably no one wanna know who I am but I just wanted to do it

And my friends wanted me to do it too, so uh, here it goes

1. What is you middle name? Don’t have one ?

2. How old are you? 14- I’m 15 in December 2 though

3. When is your birthday? December 2

4. What is your zodiac sign? Sagittarius heh

5. What is your favorite color? Hmm, would say blue or green

6. What’s your lucky number? Hmm... would say 13 ?

7. Do you have any pets? Okay hum... 11 dogs - and 3 fish

8. Where are you from? Canada, Quebec to be more specific...

9. How tall are you? Okay please... don’t - laugh at me for this... but I’m 4’9. Which is totally small ugh

10. What shoe size are you? 36-5.5, something like that

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own? 2

12. What was your last dream about? It was pretty weird - but it was just me drinking coffee until my sister came in and said I forgot to put cream in it and then I said ‘’but I like black coffee’’

13. What talents do you have? I draw, I write, I play piano, lil bit of guitar and trumpet , dunno if I should call myself talented though

14. Are you psychic in any way? No ? I don’t know ?

15. Favorite song? Hmm, I wouldn’t say I have a favorite one, but I’m listening to Billie Eilish a lot

16. Favorite movie? Aaargagsgaga, Jurassic Park, since I’m 4 so...

17. Who would be your ideal partner? *shrugs* honestly I don’t even care about the personality of the person (I mean, except if the person is really an asshole) as long as they’re here for me

And laugh at my terrible puns.

18. Do you want children? Hell no, well at least really not right now. Some kids really gets on my nerves honestly ;;’ and one of my worst phobia is too much pain so -

19. Do you want a church wedding? Heh, not really into that stuff, but it could change, depends I guess.

20. Are you religious? Not really

21. Have you ever been to the hospital? Well - of course -

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? Nah never, I’m a cool person honestly xd

23. Have you ever met any celebrities? No but would love to

24. Baths or showers? I really like both, it depends I guess

25. What color socks are you wearing? Black uwu

26. Have you ever been famous? hahahHA no

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity? Huh, I’m scared of being overwhelmed by people so maybe not xd

28. What type of music do you like? Depends, I like calm and rock music, weird huh

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? No ?

30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 3, I feel like if I don’t hug something while sleeping - I just don’t sleep well, and yes , I also sleep with a plushie ‘cuz of this

31. What position do you usually sleep in? Lateral safety position

32. How big is your house? *shrugs* big enough for 4 people

33. What do you typically have for breakfast? Rice Krispies, believe it or not, I love them. This and milk obviously

34. Have you ever fired a gun? No

35. Have you ever tried archery? Neither

36. Favorite clean word? Geez ? Dunno

37. Favorite swear word? Fuck, I’m saying this a lot and also, in Quebec there’s some swear words that came from religion - which I say them a lot too

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 1 complete day I guess

39. Do you have any scars? Yep, on my arms

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer? Nop, who would be a secret admirer for a loser like me ? x)

41. Are you a good liar? Nop that’s why I never lie

42. Are you a good judge of character? Not really

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own? English accent and french accent (because french from France And from Quebec have different accents)

44. Do you have a strong accent? Not really

45. What is your favorite accent? British accent didndkdnnd

46. What is your personality type? Mine ? Would say a really nervous but acts like a chill person every time, never sleeps, always do puns and not funny jokes and ... I’m tomboy.

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing? Oh- would say shoes for running for now

48. Can you curl your tongue? Yep

49. Are you an innie or an outie? Innie

50. Left or right handed? Right handed

51. Are you scared of spiders? Nop !! I love them, I want a tarantula when I’ll be older

52. Favorite food? Sushis and shrimps

53. Favorite foreign food? Hmmm dunno

54. Are you a clean or messy person? Messy

55. Most used phrased? ‘’Aw shit, here we go again’’

56. Most used word? Geez, shit, aw, oh, welp, heh.

57. How long does it take for you to get ready? Not too long, I don’t put makeup or anything, just anything baggy and then we’re outta here

58. Do you have much of an ego? Nop, actually, I don’t have one at all xd

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? ... definitely weird questions for people like me but I suck.

60. Do you talk to yourself? When I’m angry xd

61. Do you sing to yourself? Nop

62. Are you a good singer? Dunno, it’s not too bad but not great either

63. Biggest Fear? Hmm height

64. Are you a gossip? Nah

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? Don’t like drama :v

66. Do you like long or short hair? For me I prefer short hair, but I like both for the others

67. Can you name all 50 states of America? No but I can tell you a part of the book 50 shades of- *my friend slaps my head* ow

68. Favorite school subject? English and music

69. Extrovert or Introvert? Introvert

70. Have you ever been scuba diving? Nop and will probably never

71. What makes you nervous? People coming into my room without permissions, people talking shit about me, my dad, but nothing else x)

72. Are you scared of the dark? Nop

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? I do it just to be funny when I know it’s in a good time to do it, but never for anything else

74. Are you ticklish? Yes, really

75. Have you ever started a rumor? Nop and would never. I had a lot of rumors about me in my old school and it’s definitely not pleasant so I’ll never do that

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority? Nop

77. Have you ever drank underage? Yes - a - lot. Sorry :’v

78. Have you ever done drugs? Nop and would never

79. Who was your first real crush? Huh... real crush ? I had small crushes but never real ones... except Bakugo.. *cough* sorry

80. How many piercings do you have? Only on my ears and never put earrings ah

81. Can you roll your Rs?“ Nah

82. How fast can you type? Pretty fast

83. How fast can you run? Not fast

84. What color is your hair? Blond, naturally blond (hate that color tho.)

85. What color is your eyes? Blue

86. What are you allergic to? Nothing right now

87. Do you keep a journal? Nop

88. What do your parents do? Right now they fight, but huh. Nothing

Oh- jobs, idk

89. Do you like your age? I’ll be in paradise once I’ll be in 15, since I’ll finally start my driving lessons

90. What makes you angry? People not accepting the others and being close minded (my dad most)

91. Do you like your own name? No, I would like an unisex one like Max

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? Huuuh, don’t want kids. But it would be Maxine for a girl and Jay/Jeff for a guy

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child? Doesn’t matter, as long as they’re my kid right ?

94. What are you strengths? Hmm, dunno, would be my endurance ?

95. What are your weaknesses? Social skills lmao

96. How did you get your name? ?? My parents - oh

For my user I just took Tooth put an sy to make it look ‘cute’, I’m sure it’s not tho

97. Were your ancestors royalty? Don’t think so

98. Do you have any scars? Yes... I think it was already asked ? On my arms.

99. Color of your bedspread? Blue

100. Color of your room? White walls

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Anyway, hope you like it uwu

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moondustis · 6 years

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heyahe (m)

pairing: dong sicheng + reader word count: 2k genre: smut, fluff warnings: recreational drug use

summary: you could or could not be head over heels for dong sicheng, the best reefer man on campus. it depends on who’s asking, really.

a/n: this was supposed to be better and bigger but ive lost all writing abilities i had over the past weeks and this was the best i could do. sorry if its rushed and shitty :/

if the task of writing a book on smoking pot etiquette was in your hands, the first chapter of the book would be “why you shouldn’t hook up with your dealer and ways to avoid it.” it would, of course, be a huge hypocrite thing, because even if you hadn’t exactly hooked up with your dealer (yet), you thought about it so much and so often, that you were also not doing much to avoid it from happening. in fact you were doing the exact opposite. 🍁: hey u wanna come over y/n: for?? 🍁: got somethin good for u [pic attached] it was pathetic, really. how four words and a picture of sicheng with a blunt between his lips was all it took for you to be up on your feet and looking for a clean pair of shorts to put on. you tried to convince yourself you were only doing it for the weed. that you would go there, get your shit and leave immediately. but who were you trying to fool, honestly. you didn’t even pay that much attention to the blunt in the picture, too busy staring at sicheng’s long fingers holding it. the thing about sicheng was that nothing, absolutely nothing about him said “weed plug.” he didn’t even look like someone who would smoke it. with his soft features and cute smile, he looks more like someone who reads books for fun and that would babysit a child for free.

to say you were surprised when you first met him is an understatement. you had a whole espiritual experience when your friend told you she found the guy with the best weed on campus and proceeded to introduce you to dong sicheng. you could, with no doubt, say you were ready to fuck him after a total of five words were exchanged. he was just very sweet in general and always talked in an excited manner, moving his arms around, like every subject was incredibly fascinating. he also had a laugh that sounded like how seeing a bunch of puppies felt like. you could or could not be head over heels for dong sicheng, the best reefer man on campus. it depends on who’s asking, really. he opens the door immediately after you knock, greeting you with a lazy smile, and if he hadn’t texted you four minutes ago asking if you were already coming, you would have thought he didn’t expect any visitors so soon. his blonde hair was a mess, like he had just woke up and he was wearing what looked like the comfiest hoodie ever. you almost have to slap yourself for finding the whole view hot. you were going crazy, that was no better explanation. “please come in and make yourself comfortable, y/n.” he says with a mocking voice, pretending to be a gentleman and you can’t help but laugh. “oh, thank you, sicheng. aren’t you a good guy.” you reply, faking a bow and walking inside when he steps aside to let you in, taking your slippers in the process. saying his room is a mess would be a compliment. maybe chaotic would describe it better. there were multiple articles of clothing around the room and you were sure you counted five empty bottles of water on his desk. you try not to step on anything as you make your way to his bed and take a seat on it. “so, where’s my stuff?” you ask, eyeing the rilakkuma plushie beside his pillow. cute. “i actually didn’t get my monthly yet.” he laughs like it’s something funny. “i only said that so you would come and spend some time with me.” the nerve this boy has to look shy as he comes to sit beside you on the bed after confessing his true intentions. you’re not sure you forgive him in a matter of 1 minute because of the blush on his cheeks or because he passes you the blunt then. maybe it’s both things. “you’re unbelievable.” you say, taking a drag and holding the smoke in your mouth for as long as you can. “you really made me come all the way over here to share a blunt.” “i mean, it’s a good blunt.” he’s right. it is a good one. “and besides, there’s other things we can do.” you raise one eyebrow at him. “yeah? like what?” your voice a bit slurred and you wonder if you are already high after only two drags. always the lightweight. “uhmm, we can watch a movie.” he says and you let out a snort. “or maybe i could kiss you.” his words are tentative and his eyes are big staring at you. he seems uncertain, shy again, like he doesn’t know if you’ll let him kiss you. you almost laugh at how oblivious he is to how much you want to. he watches you take another drag, eyes unfocused. you both giggle when you blow the smoke right on his face. after you pass him the blunt and he takes his last drag, the blunt is left aside and you realize just how close sicheng is to you. you can smell the scent of a light fragrance on him underneath all the grassy smell and you can’t help but lean in into him. “i think kissing would be nice.” you tease, eyes glued to his lips. you can see his adam’s apple bob when he gulps but you don’t notice that his eyes are glued to your lips too. “yeah?” he asks dumbly, thoughts clouded from the mixture of being high and so close to you. you only nod shortly before your lips are pressing against his and you’re moving your hands to his necks. the kiss is slow, almost tentative and sicheng is not the best kisser in the world but you’re high out of your mind and you’ve thought about this so much, wanted it so badly, that it feels perfect. sicheng seems like he could kiss you for hours, teasing your lips with his teeth and smirking at the noises you are making. you’ve never been one for patience, and you make that known when you deepen the kiss, moving your tongue against his. you end up underneath him, with his lips attached to your neck and the rilakkuma doll tossed aside in the room with your t-shirt. things are still moving slow, and his kisses are still gentle as he moves his hands underneath you bralette. you let out a gasp when he pinches your nipple and the smile on his face is almost childlike. like he’s proud he got this reaction from you. “can i kiss you somewhere else?” he’s still smiling when he asks you that. you are confused for a second because he had already been kissing you everywhere. you are sure there’s pinkish, almost red, marks all over your body. but then it downs on you what he really means by it and he laughs even louder at your expression and the way you nod excitedly. “you can kiss me anywhere you want.” “anywhere?” he raises his eyebrow and you immediately regret saying that because he starts pressing kisses all over your chest and stomach, making you giggle nonstop. you feel on the clouds when he looks up to you with his boyish eyes and a smile on his face. it crosses your mind that it would be easy to fall in love with sicheng. if you allowed yourself you could be infatuated by your dealer as easy as falling asleep. you would even be happy to be in love with him. you, a person that tries to stay as far from relationships as possible. you wouldn’t mind holding his hand now and then, and giving him head on a boring sunday afternoon just because you had nothing better to do. hell, you wouldn’t even mind if he sold your nudes to buy soup in jail when he ended up getting arrested for selling weed on a college campus. you then proceed to have an epiphany that maybe you were already a little in love with him but before your high mind can give you a nice anxiety attack over that, you’re brought back to the present with sicheng pressing a kiss just below your belly button. he starts removing your shorts, popping the button open, and your eyes fall shut from anticipation to what’s about to happen. your heart is beating so fast that it takes you awhile to realize that he stopped mid action and is just staring at your center now, your shorts only halfway off. you only understand what’s going on when you look down and your pastel pink cotton panties are there in all its glory, with the cursive and glittery “naughty girl” making the whole thing just even more embarrassing. “oh my fucking god.” is what you manage to say, your cheeks so pink you might combust. the laugh he lets out would’ve made you even more embarrassed if you were in other circumstances so you start laughing too. “you are so cute.” he says, moving until his face is close to yours again so he can press a peck to your lips. you try to cover your face but he doesn’t let you. “i can’t believe i forgot to change into sexier panties.” “it’s okay, i like these.” another peck on your lips. “i think they suit you.” “are you saying i’m a naughty girl?” you say jokingly and he giggles and kisses your cheek. “yes, you are my naughty girl.” his voice is playful but his words still make you feel some kind of way. as if noticing that he starts pressing kisses on your neck, down to your chest, until he’s fully removing your shorts now. the panties go with them and you’re glad he doesn’t notice the cherries on each butt cheek. you blush when his face comes close enough to see you’re considerably wet already and as if testing the waters he presses a small kiss to your clit. the soft sound you make seems to be what he needs to hear because he starts eating you out immediately after. like his kissing, it’s not the best in the world but he’s eager and asks you all the time if feels good and what you want him to do. it doesn’t take long for you to come, clenching around the two finger he got inside of you and whimpering his name. not satisfied he keeps sucking on your clit, his free hand moving up to massage your breast. and then you’re coming again, body shaking and vision going black. when he kisses you after his lips taste like you. he comes on your stomach, hands moving fast and you try to look at his blissed expression and the way his come is painting you at the same time. “that was nice.” he’s now laying beside you on his tiny bed, after having cleaned you up and offering one of his clean t-shirts for you to wear. it feels comfortable. you hum, turning your face to stare at him. he has a lazy smile on, like the weed effect is still strong, and you feel the same way. “better than watching a movie?” you ask playfully. he places his hand on his chin like he’s in deep tough. “depends what movie we are talking about.” he replies and immediately moves his hands to try and protect himself from yours hits. “stop, stop. i’m joking, it was better than any movie. better than all the transformers that exist.” you laugh out loud. “you say that like it’s a hard thing to achieve.” “hey! transformer 3 was good. don’t give me that look you know it was.” after your laughter has died down you both stay quiet. the room feels warm and the only light comes from the sun setting outside. you try not to think about what will happen now and why you don’t want to leave this bed ever again. but you still feel a little hopeful when he kisses you again.

#winwin scenarios #sicheng scenarios #nctwriters #nct smut #nct scenarios

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wanna1studio · 7 years

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REQUESTED: our times // ong seongwoo // part 1

genre: fluff // angst

ficstyle: bulletpoints

summary: “ ong seong woo as your prank mate “ was inspired by the Taiwanese movie “OUR TIMES” just with my own twist

note: since this is inspired by the film; prepare for a part 2 and some tissues

bet. you were the most unluckiest girl in the world

you always had puddles from what’s left of the rain splash you as cars pass

you tripped on flat ground me 24/7

your love life was non-existent why am I describing myself lmao

you never cared for you appearance either regardless you were happy

all you needed was BTS; you loved BTS you bought everything BTS because they were your idol

so anyways, there was a complete shift in your life you were on your way from school when you scrummage in your bag for your headphones and found a letter

it was an anonymous letter addressed to you

IF YOU DO NOT PASS THIS ON TO 1 OTHER PERSON, YOU WILL DIE

fuck

you didn’t want to die; you haven’t even gone to a BTS concert yet

maybe you should write something on the letter so that there wouldn’t be any confusion for the next person

you saw a guy on his bike so you put the letter in his cup holder side of his backpack at this point you were panicking because you didn’t want to cause anyone harm but you didn’t wanna die

then a car approached you guys

THIS WAS WAYYY TOO SOON

maybe the curse had already affect you

CRASH

huh? you were unharmed

instead the guy with the bike crashing into the car and he was on the ground

YOU WERE IN SHOCKED before you could try to see if he was okay, he got up

“WATCH WHERE YOU’RE FUCKING GOING!!”

a bunch of guys with their bikes ran towards the screaming dude

they were your school’s bunch of delinquents

“BOSS ARE YOU OKAY?!”

at this point you ran because you were gonna be late for school and you didn’t want him to find out it was you

“sorrysorrysorry,” you chanted as you ran away

the bells chimed as you sat in your seat; wheezing because you couldn’t run to save your life but hey, you’re here

“y/n! are you okay?” your two friends, Ai and Mina

before you could answer, you saw Daniel look over at you

Daniel, Kang Daniel. was the most popular guy at school. He was good at everything; everybody loved him even the teachers!

You were determined that it was impossible to marry anyone from BTS but Daniel was a closer choice

he smiled at you

you hastily looked away “I-I a-am FINE!”

“girl ok chill drink some water”

someone else entered the class, it was the guy that crashed into the car this morning

he was play fighting his way to his seat

WAIT YOU DIDN’T KNOW THAT SEONGWOO WAS IN YOUR CLASS

everyone looked at him and his friends

“don’t give us shit just because we were in F Class, new system, new classes” he announced

apparently there was a new dean at your school, F Class will not be in action at this school since all of F Class were delinquents

it seems like the new dean is trying to get rid of the “bad kids” and make the school more strict, all of F Class will be placed in other classes and if they don’t pass their classes, they will be expelled

you felt bad for them but what could be done?

you saw Seongwoo take out his books from his bag and found the letter

OH SHIT YOU FORGOT ABOUT THAT

“ooohhh Seongwoo’s got a love letter!! maybe it’s from Somi” (the most loved girl in the school; female version of Daniel)

Seongwoo just smirked as he pulled the letter out of the envelop

you saw his smirk fall into a frown, he examined the letter and the envelop

OF COURSE YOUR DUMBASS WOULD PASS ON THE LETTER WITH YOUR NAME ON THE ENVELOP

you tried to sneak out of the classroom

someone headlocked you as they guided you out the classroom

“y/n right?? let’s go”

as you felt the person released you, you saw Seongwoo sitting on a lounge chair

you tried to exit the room but his friends Guanlin and Jihoon blocked the door from the other side

“y/n care to explain this letter?” Seongwoo waved the letter in the air

“u-um I.. it wasn’t me..”

he scoffed “you think I’m stupid? I saw you put this in my bag and at that moment, I crashed into a car. ALMOST FUCKING DIED!”

you flinched at the tone of his voice

“so.. you know what you’re gonna do for me?”

he got up from his seat and made his way to you

you immediately covered your body

“YOU PERV”

he gave you a confused look and hit you in the head with the letter

“you look like a mangled dog, no thanks”

although you sighed in relief, he put his arm over your head against the wall, “you’re gonna be my personal slave, or I will hand this letter to Daniel”

“I’LL DO IT JUST DON’T... wait... how do you know about me liking Daniel?”

“oh that was just a guess, BUT NOW I KNOW”

you felt deceived

“but um... maybe I could help you with Daniel.. if you help me with Somi..”

surprised, you felt your jaw fall to the ground

Seongwoo tapped your jaw “What?! I’m not a robot, I fall in love too, idiot.”

“okay deal”

you wished you would die instead because Seongwoo makes you run EVERYTIME, EVERYWHERE haha see what I did there

he’d make you sit down so he could tutor you because he got better score than you on the exams

make you go to the arcade with him, knowing that you would lose at every game

you bought him melon bread, honey butter chips and banana milk, every break you got

it was hell but maybe he did that so that you could see Daniel all the time, since Daniel works at the student store?

NAH, Seongwoo wasn’t that nice, he just wanted snacks

you ran to Seongwoo, out of breathe and before you could set the snacks down, he grabbed your wrist and dashed out

“DUDE I AM TIRED AF WTH WE GOT CLASS” you tried to push up your glasses every .5 seconds

he stopped outside the school, in front of the wall surrounding the school

“I don’t wanna go to class, let’s skip”

this boy

“I DON’T WANT TO SK-”

he placed you into a headlock

“WHO ARE YOU? SEONGWOO’S SLAVE REMEMBER?”

you glared at him through the rims of your glasses

“i hate you”

he smiled and tried to push you over the wall

“Y/N WHY ARE YOU SO SMALL BUT SO FAT”

“LEAVE MY FATASS ALONE SEONGWOO”

you guys ended up going to a bookstore where they sell cd albums and artist merch

“SEONGWOO LOOK AT THIS!”

you held up a Park Jimin my bias plushy

“is he your favorite?”

you nodded, “but I love BTS as a whole”

knowing that you spent all your allowance on his ass, you placed the plushy back down and walked around the store

Seongwoo held your wrist

“y/n, thanks for these past few weeks, you’ve made it really fun. lemme repay you with a new look”

you were confused but once again, you were dragged against your will and into a salon

Seongwoo had a proud face

“this is my sister, she’s a stylist,a good one too, she’ll make you look good for Daniel”

“EXCUS-”

he already left

MONDAY (you guys skipped class on Friday)

you came to school and you felt weird

it’s been years since you actually had a haircut from the salon, you usually just hack it out of your face

Seongwoo’s sister made you get contacts too, it felt weird

everyone was looking at you as you walked onto school property

FUCK I KNEW I LOOKED WEIRD

out of all the faces, you saw Seongwoo in the student store

“SEONGWOO!!”

he turned to look at you, and he was in shocked, everyone was

you’d changed into a bright-eyed young lady

before you looked like a stray dog with glasses making you look 10x gloomier

but you were always smiley, you were always the same

as you dashed towards the store, you saw Somi and Daniel sitting together

“y/n?” Daniel called out to you

“yes?”

“wow. you look different. you look pretty” he scratched the back of his head and looked at his feet

you saw him wearing a cast on his wrist

“what happened?” you pointed to his cast

“he injured it while b-boying” Somi responded with a sweet smile

“oh okay.. I hope it’ll be okay”

you rushed in the store, your face was burning hot

tbh that was the longest you’d ever talk with Daniel, that was the first time he ever called you by your name

Seongwoo gave you the popsicle that you’d usually share with people

“here’s your chance”

he gave you a reassuring shove out the doors of the store and smiled

you smiled back and gave the popsicle to Daniel so that he could ice his injury

Seongwoo turned around from the scene before you could look back to thank him

although you were talking to Daniel, you thought of Seongwoo, how much you wanted to thank him for everything

this was your turn to help him

“Ong Seongwoo!”

everyone turned to see what was going on

“you’ve skipped school for 3 days now, 3 strikes and you’re out. Come with me to my office, Y/N you too!”

before you could say anything, Daniel stepped in

“Y/n went to the hospital with me when I hurt my wrist. I’m sorry for not adding that into my leave-note”

why would Daniel lie for you?

“Seongwoo helped clean up the mess from the art room with me as well!” Somi spoke for Seongwoo

what was going on?

you thought, ah this is the chance for Seongwoo to talk to someone he liked for so long

TO BE CONTINUED

#wannaone #wanna one #wanna one scenarios #wannaone scenarios #wanna one imagines #wanna one ong seongwoo #wanna one seongwoo #ong seongwoo #wanna one kang daniel #wanna one daniel #kang daniel #wanna one ongniel #broduce 101 #broduce 101 scenarios #broduce 101 imagines #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 s2 #produce 101 s2 scenarios #our times

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lalinbri111 · 7 years

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Haikyuu Valetine Exchange Fic Chapter 2

Chapter 2 of Shoking Revelation my Haikyuu VAlentine Exchange gift for @doggonneit

Summary:The finale! I hope you all enjoy it! I'm sorry for the delay, but I hope it was worth the wait!

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Kuroo had pulled back as quick as possible, hand still tingling. It was such a weird sensation he couldn't help but be shocked. He looked at his hand before looking over at Tsukishima expecting a reaction, or for him to have jumped.

Except he was still just standing there looking at Kuroo like he was crazy. Kuroo felt his heart drop. He wasn't crazy, right? He had definitely felt the shock, he was positive he had felt it.

"Sorry," he told Tsukishima, holding out his hand again. Tsukishima looked at it, hummed then reached out and took his hand in a firm grip as he shook it. This time when the shock came he was prepared and trying his hardest not to jerk.

Once again though Tsukishima didn't react at all and Kuroo couldn't help but feel like the world was holding it against him that all he wanted to find was someone who loved him, soulmate or not. He bit down his fear, and smiled at the boy pulling back his hand. This time he turned back to Hinata. "Were you guys heading in?"

Hinata nodded. "Yeah! Do you wanna join us?"

Kuroo weighed his options. It'd look pretty dumb if he went to a festival alone, but, he didn't know if he could handle being around his soulmate? Not-soulmate? Whatever the blondie was to him?

Well, he might as well try to get to know him, right? Come tomorrow he could find someone to talk to about what had happened, but for now there wasn't much he could think of besides panicking and Kuroo Tetsurou was too cool to panic thank you very much.

So, he did what any sane person would do and nodded. "Sure!"

(He was sure things would go well)

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He was so, so, SO screwed.

It had actually gone better than he had thought it would.

At first, he and Tsukishima (he had listened for his name whenever the freak duo called upon him) had been at the back of the group when Yachi and Yamaguchi went off to get food.

Yamaguchi asked Tsukki if he wanted to join them, giving not so subtle looks at Kuroo. Tsukishima loved his best friend but sometimes he worried too much about how he'd handle himself being around strangers.

While he was walking side by side with Kuroo the freak duo were also there so he wasn't too concerned. Tsukishima gave the couple a small shake of the head. Yamaguchi walked away looking concerned, but Yachi didn't seemed faze giving 'Kei-kun' a small wave and dragging her boyfriend along with her.

"He's a good friend," Kuroo told Tsukishima, turning to face him slightly as they walked through the crowd. He thought the blonde looked even better with the lights from the lanterns on him, his face still passive as ever.

Tsukishima hummed a bit but to Kuroo's shock responded. "Yeah..."

Once all 3 seconds of shock wore off Kuroo smirked a bit. "Almost like he was a parent." he had been hoping to stir a bit of a reaction from the boy, and he was not disappointed. Tsukishima's eyebrow twitched a bit.

"You have no idea," Tsukishima sighed, trying to keep his eyes on the freak duo that was busy jumping about and talking in loud voices. He was surprised with himself. Usually he was more reserved around strangers, but in a way he felt like he had known Kuroo for a while.

At first, Kei had been shocked at the way the man's hair seemed intent on escaping Kuroo, going as far as to defy gravity trying to get away. Once the shock from seeing such a weird haircut, he actually looked the boy over. If he was honest, he didn't look like he was ready for a festival, dressed in only a shirt and jeans.

But man, those jeans were a gift. They fit Kuroo so well, showing off how long his legs were as well as showing those thighs and calves some love. While his shirt wasn't too tight, it was enough that you could tell his had a lean but well-built body, with broad shoulders and all. The sleeves were rolled up and you couldn't help but wonder how much he worked out with the definition his forearms and biceps had.

But beyond his appearance, he could tell Kuroo had a pretty sarcastic and dry sense of humor when in the first ten minutes of them being in the festival, he had stared cracking jokes left and right almost as if when a pun- good or bad- came to mind he had to say it. It was amusing to say the least and when Kei had put in a few dry remarks himself, Kuroo would grin, never once offended.

Then there was the fact that he had heard of the boy before, seeing as his friend group interacted with the boy on a daily it seemed. So that also eased him a bit knowing so many of his friends were also friends with him. Though, with his friend choice he wouldn't be surprised if Kuroo had turned out to be another one of the crazy ones.

(Not that Kei really minded but he'd never admit it)

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They had kept on walking, eventually losing the Freak Duo, but to their surprise they never really seemed to run out of stuff to talk about. Even when Tsukishima didn't have much to say, it never turned awkward and Kuroo filled the gap easily.

A few times Kuroo would pull him aside to play a game or two. They found out Kuroo was the stronger of the two while Tsukishima had better aim. At the hammer game, Kuroo had won a cat plushie and had given it to Tsukishima.

Holding the cat at arm’s length he had given Kuroo a questioning look. "Why exactly are you giving it to me?" The toy itself wasn't bigger than two feet tall with big brown eyes and black fur, the occasional splotch of white on it as well. It was pretty cute truth be told.

Kuroo had his arms behind his head which was tilted so he could stare up at the sky, the sun having long set. "Well, Daichi and I have a cat and while she's pretty tame she loves clawing stuffed animals. Bokuto forgot his favorite owl one time after a sleepover and Mackerel destroyed it. He refuses to pet her now."

Tsukishima did his best to cover his chuckle with a cough. He knew Bokuto very well considering he was dating Akaashi who was Tsukishima's senpai in the History department so this was very welcome blackmail.

Tsukishima tucked the toy under his arm. He'd have to hide it from Yamaguchi to avoid teasing, but he figured he could find someplace to put it.

"I do get rights to see him on the weekends, right?" Kuroo turned to him grinning now. Tsukishima rolled his eyes.

"You gave up all rights the moment you handed him over Kuroo-san."

Kuroo pouted. "But he needs his dad around!"

An eye roll was all he got as Tsukishima kept walking on.

They ended up sitting below a tree with the plush between them for the fireworks display. After the show was over, Kuroo walked Tsukishima up to the entrance they had come in. Yamaguchi had texted Tsukishima to let them know that he and Yachi would be leaving soon and would meet him at the front gate.

Before he left Kuroo made sure to get Tsukishima's phone number, taking a picture of the plush to set as his contact picture. Once he was sure he had everything saved, Kuroo texted him. Tsukishima saved his number as well, only making a joke that he was gonna block it once.

Not long after, Yamaguchi and Yachi arrived. Kuroo decided to take his departure.

"See ya later Tsukki," Kuroo waved as he walked away.

Tsukishima lifted his hand in acknowledgement.

Kuroo felt so lively for the first time in a while walking down the street with a huge grin on his face and a pep in his step.

(He wanted for Tsukishima to be his soulmate so bad)

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To MoonBoi: tsukkiiiiiiiiii have u named our child yet????

From MoonBoi: I don't know what you're talking about we have no children together Kuroo-san and we never will.

To MoonBoi: BUT TSUKKI ( ; - ; ) LIL MUFFIN NEEDS HIS PAPA!!!!!!

From Moonboi: The number you are trying to reach has been disconnected. Service Error: 404

To MoonBoi: (T-T)

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The next few weeks found Kuroo trying to find out about what he had experienced whenever he touched Tsukki. In the first few days he hadn’t had much luck but one book he found on soulmates kind of shined some light on what might be happening.

Essentially, it explained that Tsukki was probably a “non-believer of love or soulmates”. The one stung Kuroo. That whole day he hadn’t been responding to Tsukki’s texts since he was trying hard to process what was going on.

The way the book put it was that the connection couldn’t be complete if one person didn’t believe in it or that they were at least capable of loving someone or being in love. Therefore, if two people thought like this and had met their soulmates they would never know because their connection couldn’t be complete and neither would feel a shock.

Because destiny decided it loved Kuroo so much, his situation just had to be the smallest percentage of soulmate relations ever recorded alongside having the smallest percentage of success rates. Most times, for the handful of cases reported, the one who felt the shock would try to convince the other that they were soulmates but the one who couldn’t feel the shock would dismiss the idea.

Kuroo didn’t want Tsukki to throw him away. Even if they didn’t end up together, he didn’t want to lose his friend. They had gotten along so well, he couldn’t even imagine going back to life without his firefly around.

But what if he slipped up? What if he accidentally told him about what he felt? Not just physically, but emotionally? That he was so smitten with the boy it wasn’t even funny.

Could he do that? Could he suffer knowing he lo-liked this boy a lot and would probably never get to tell him how he felt?

Kuroo wondered about all these questions as he curled up under his blanket feeling absolutely miserable. It felt like no matter what he did, he’d still be the bad guy.

Tsukki had been so worried about Kuroo not responding to his texts he came by Kuroo’s and Daichi’s apartment. He held Kuroo who was both delighted that Tsukki really did care but also feeling guilty because he didn’t know if he wanted to keep getting closer with Tsukki because of them being soulmates.

The shock was a warm buzzing, a constant reminder where ever he and Tsukki were touching as the blonde held him gently.

(It was the place he wanted to be but it was tearing him apart)

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To MoonBoi: hey im free after 11 wanna meet up 4 lunch???????

From MoonBoi: And be seen with a loser like you?

To MoonBoi: ill wait outside all ur classes & sing nyan cat if u dont

From MoonBoi: Fine. Meet you at the usual table.

To MoonBoi: <3 <3<3

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Touching was nearly unavoidable. From little touches, to being pressed side by side, as time went on the closer Tsukki and Kuroo grew. They started by meeting up a day or two every week and not even two months later they were nearly inseparable.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays they met for a late lunch at the cafeteria as long as both their classes ran on time. Most times some of their other friends would join them and other times they’d be there alone sitting side by side talking about anything and everything from volleyball to weird philosophical questions.

Fridays were their official kickback day, after their last class of the day they’d meet up at Kuroo’s and Daichi’s apartment, and being the ‘Party animal’ (coughNetflixaddictcough) he was, Kuroo invited Tsukki to watch Netfilx with him. They’d usually have a ton of snacks and order some food and just had a lazy day to relax. Mackerel would join most times, having taken a liking to Tsukki.

(“Is this your way of trying to get me to Netflix and chill with you Kuroo?” “YOU KNOW MEMES? OH BLESSED DAY!”)

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Today, they were curled up on the couch watching a supposed horror movie with Mackerel having taken her place of honor on Tsukki’s chest enjoying the occasional scratch behind the ears. Tsukki was as comfortable as could be, half pressed against Kuroo who had fallen asleep partway through the movie.

Tsukki watched him for a bit, allowing himself to take in the handsome features of the man beside him. Seriously, once you got passed the bad hair Kuroo wasn’t all that bad looking. Tsukki treasured moments like these that were quiet yet spoke volumes all at once.

The ones where happiness seemed attainable thanks to a bedheaded dork.

Tsukki smirked as he ran his fingers through Kuroo’s hair. He’d let him sleep for now, but Kuroo couldn’t be mad if he woke up with a dick or two drawn on his face.

(Okay, so maybe they were paw prints. It still looked funny…and somewhat cute)

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A few days later a staring match was happening in front of Tsukishima’s doorway. Said blonde was standing in the doorway arms crossed over his chest, Littlefoot cradled in them as he stared down Kuroo who was standing in the apartment hallway.

Littlefoot looked adorable, he had a new shirt that read “I love dinos” courtesy of Yachi who had found him when Tsukki had forgotten him in the living room one night. Yamaguchi had teased him relentlessly but it was well worth it.

“C’mon Tsukki, Littlefoot needs a normal parental figure! Otherwise he’ll start acting like those alley cats!!” Kuroo was almost pouting at this point, but the slight twitch of his lip gave him away as he tried not to grin. He wanted to see Littlefoot, the little cat plushie he’d given Tsukki, joking around about his duties as Littlefoot’s “Daddy”.

Tsukishima turned his face at this point, lip between his teeth and a blush rising on his face. “He’ll be fine. I only had one parent and I turned out okay.”

It took Kuroo a full second for him to process what Tsukishima had just told him. Without hesitation, he pulled the blonde into a hug. “Damn right you did.” He tightened his hold and ignored the parts of his shirt that slowly grew wet.

Eventually, he got Kei into his room where he held him, his back pressed against Kuroo’s chest, the rumble of his voice could be felt, their fingers interlaced as Kei talked, and talked.

(It was his dad. He had left despite being his mother’s soulmate)

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Kuroo and Tsukki were sitting in a booth at a bar, having come with their friends in celebration of being young (“We’re only young once afterall,” Bokuto told them, beer swinging dangerously in his hand). From where Kuroo was he could easily see Bokuto and Akaashi, both laughing softly as they swayed in each other’s arms, in a bubble all their own.

Kenma was also dancing with Hinata, having agreed since it was a slow song-the promise rings that they each had on both their fingers glinting whenever a light hit them. It always caught Kuroo’s eyes when he looked their way.

His heart was buzzing, warm from happiness for his best friend. He turned away from the couple, wanting to give them their privacy as they leaned in close, foreheads pressed against each other and small smiles on their lips.

He turned to look at Tsukki, startled to find he was already looking at him a small blush on his face. Kuroo lifted an eyebrow, giving the boy his slanted smirk before he held his hand out. Hesitating for only a second, Tsukki took it and let Kuroo pull him close and onto the dance floor.

They didn’t even try keeping time, Kuroo giggling like a little school girl. Before he could help himself he leaned in close, lips close to Tsukki’s. Tsukki raised his eyebrow this time, head tilting a little and eyes challenging.

“I bet you won’t even kiss me,” Tsukki taunted, wetting his lips.

Kuroo followed the movement, his adam’s apple bobbing before he tilted his head as well. “Well, you bet wrong sweetheart.” He whispered softly, leaning up to press his lips against Tsukki’s.

Tsukki was way too smug to keep the smile off his face.

Kuroo’s lips were as soft as he imagined, his hand moving from Kuroo’s shoulder and into his hair, pulling him closer. He had waited a long time for this there was no way he was going to settle for some soft peck of the lips.

He felt Kuroo grin, before he pulled back still beaming.

“Is that all you got?” Kuroo whispered, hand cradling his cheek now. Tsukki’s lips were back on his in a heartbeat.

(They both pretended that there wasn’t tears rolling down Kuroo’s face. Kuroo was overwhelmed, the shock that came from their kiss was so sweet and warm and he just wished he wasn’t experiencing this alone.)

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Tsukishima was avoiding Kuroo.

At first, Kuroo didn’t want to believe it. But the first time had come about two days after their first kiss, when they were supposed to have their weekly Netflix night and Tsukki never showed.

He didn’t respond to his texts or calls and when he had gone by Yamaguchi’s and Tsukki’s apartment all he got was a “He doesn’t want to talk to you.” Yamaguchi looked sorry as he said it, but he would protect his best friend from anyone or anything and Kuroo could respect that. He had only nodded, hoping he didn’t look too heartbroken as he walked away.

He knew he shouldn’t have messed with destiny. While he wouldn’t give up the time he and Tsukki had together for anything in the world, he just wished he hadn’t hurt the boy he loved.

(A broken heart hurt more than he could’ve ever imagined)

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Tadashi closed the door a frown on his face. Kei sat on the couch looking at the door in shock. Without a word, Tadashi walked over and lifted Kei’s glasses before he wiped his friend’s cheek. He was so shocked he didn’t even realize he was crying.

“Maybe you should try talking to him Kei,” Tadashi put his glasses back down as the blonde pulled away and shook his head.

“I can’t! He won’t believe me!” Kei pulled his glasses off angrily and rubbed at them with the bottom of his shirt.

“Well, have you thought that maybe he will believe you?” Tadashi asked, full on serious. He hated seeing both his best friend and another close friend hurting so much. “Have you thought of giving him the benefit of the doubt? I know you’ve had a lot of trust issues because of your dad, but you have to realize Kuroo is Kuroo, not your dad.”

Kei took a deep breath, trying hard to keep his anger, frustration and fear at bay. Tadashi was only trying to help, he knew that. But it was easier for him because he wasn’t in Kei’s position. How in hell was he supposed to explain to the guy he loved that out of nowhere the day after they had had their first kiss he had started feeling a shock whenever they touched.

Hell, the first time they kissed was the first time he had really thought that he could actually be in love with Kuroo for all he had bad hair and even worse science jokes. It was scary to realize that he was capable of feeling such a thing and possibly being able to make others feel the same as well.

“…But what if he has a soulmate already,” Kei whispered, looking lost his hands locked together in front of him. He wanted it to work out so desperately. But he and Kuroo had never really talked about soulmates before the only time being when Kei had talked about his parents and just because they had kissed a few times didn’t mean they were exactly exclusive.

Kuroo could have someone out there who was more deserving of him and Kei didn’t want to get in the way of that.

Tadashi put his hand on Kei’s shoulder. It was a small comfort. “You’ll never know unless you ask. I know you’re not used to going above for stuff, but it Kuroo is really worth it you should give it a shot. You’ll never know if you don’t ask after all.”

Kei hated when Tadashi made sense.

(Maybe love could make him brave)

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To Kei: I hope you’re okay. I’m sorry if I hurt you. If you don’t want to be friends I understand.

From Kei: Can you come over to mine at 5?

To Kei: Yes. To Kei: See you then.

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Kuroo was scared. What if Tsukki really did hate him and never wanted anything to do with him again? His hand was shaking slightly as he let out a breath and knocked on the door in front of him. Almost immediately the door was opened.

Kuroo’s heart clenched at the sight of Tsukki. He looked absolutely miserable. His hair was messy and his eyes were red rimmed and broken looking. Kuroo figured he wasn’t one to talk, he hadn’t shaved in days, and his eyes were almost as red from lack of sleep. He hadn’t even tried to dress up still in sweats and a plain t-shirt.

“Come in,” Tsukki told him, stepping aside. Kuroo nodded, walking past him whispering a soft “pardon the intrusion”. Tsukki closed the door, shoulders tense before he made to sit on the armchair. Kuroo followed but sat on the couch directly across from the boy.

They sat silently for a bit, looking everywhere but each other the tension palpable.

Kuroo couldn’t stand it. If Tsukki didn’t want anything to do with him he’d rather it be done quickly. He finally stared at the boy, taking in how his hands were clasped in front of him in the tell all sign that Tsukki was nervous.

“Tsukki,” Kuroo started, voice soft. “What’s going on? Did I upset you?”

Tsukki clasped his hands tighter. He had always had issues with talking stuff out, but he already knew he could trust Kuroo. He did want Kuroo. He wanted to fight for them and he would do his best to push his fears aside for now.

“It wasn’t you,” Tsukki replied, now facing Kuroo. “I-I…I just. Kuroo, do you believe in the whole soulmate thing?”

Kuroo frowned. Why would he bring that up right now? Kuroo wasn’t against answering the question just…it was a weird one when Tsukki had never asked about soulmates before.

“…I believe in them in a way. I’ve never really been opposed to it, but I wasn’t gonna spend all my time looking for someone. If I find them, that’s fine and if not that’s fine too. I just want to find someone who I love and who loves me.”

Tsukki seemed to relax a bit at that, pulling off his glasses to rub at his eyes. Before he could stop himself, Kuroo went over to the blonde on reflex, kneeling in front of him worriedly.

“Kei?” he reached out to touch him, his had pressing against Tsukki’s for a split second before Tsukki was leaning back from him a look of shock on his face. Kuroo looked almost the same. This time, the shock had been different way more intense, more burning. Kuroo looked up eyes wide.

Tsukki had leaned back.

/Tsukki had leaned back./

Not when they touched initially, but when they both processed the shock.

Kuroo was shocked, both literally and physically. He looked up at the blonde, voice awed. “Did you feel that Kei?”

Tsukki’s eyebrows furrowed, eyes averted bashfully before he nodded. “That’s why I was afraid.” He was playing with his fingers again a blush making its way his face. “I felt it the day after we were at the bar. That’s why I left your apartment so early.”

Kuroo couldn’t help but grin as he stood and pulled Tsukki up with him, the boy squeaking a bit at the shock. Kuroo pulled him close, tears rolling down his face.

“You’re my everything Tsukishima Kei! Don’t you forget that, okay?” Tsukki nodded as he buried his face in Kuroo’s chest. Kuroo kissed the top of his head savoring the feeling of holding Tsukki close knowing he could feel everything now.

(Kei had never felt more loved than he had in that moment, cradled in the arms of the man he loved)

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Tsukishima Kei was hopelessly in love, and he was absolutely happy.

Yes, his soulmate could be a dork but he was Tsukki’s dork and that was all that mattered.

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Backside Story: „How to draw LOVE“

“Different Choice” Jimins Part

Jimin POV

The next morning after the night were i broke up with Yoongi, I packed my stuff in Boxes. I still couldn´t believe what he did to me. How could he lie to me all these month? Cheating on me with Hoseok. I was so angry and sad at the same time. Yoongi didn´t came home not even in the morning. So I had time to pack everything. After that I called my boss to get some days off. He didn´t ask why, but the sound of my voice must have said a lot to him. I also told him that I want to change my worktimes, cause I don’t wanted to work with Hoseok at the same time anymore. I didn´t wanted to see him, cause I cannot forget what he did too. After lunch, Tae came and helped me to put my boxes in his car. I was glad that I could stay for a while in his apartment. He is truly a great friend. I made a last look back at the building were all my dreams crumbled into pieces overnight. I just want to forget now and try to move on.

Tae´s POV

After I got the message from Jimin last night I was going back to his flat and we talked the half of the night. Around 3 am, I left him so he could sleep a little. I told him, that I would come back after lunch to pick him up. It was very quiet when we packed all his stuff in car, which was a lot more than I thought. He needs definitely to sort out some things. He can’t take everything with him. I told him that and he agreed. Soon we arrived my apartement.

Others POV

“Jimin, you have so many boxes. We need to put some of these into the basement of my apartment.” Tae said to him with a shocked face.

“I know Tae, I will sort out some of this. I don’t need all of it. I just don’t wanted to left anything there. So I don’t have to go back.” Jimin said, while holding two boxes in his hands. They needed at least 2 hours to get the car empty. After that they were falling on the couch.

“Wahhh Jimin, i`m so done. I can´t anymore, btw… how do you feel?” Tae asked him, while getting up and walk to the kitchen. “Do you want some Water to?”

“I´m not really ok Tae, but I think after some time I will feel better and yes I want some water to. No need to ask, u see how much i`m sweating.” Jimins voice had a sad sound, Tae could tell. He heard it. He took a bottle of water out of the fridge and two glasses from the sink. Sitting back on the sofa, he opened the bottle and poured some water in both.

“Tae are you ok too?” Jimin asked him after drink some.

“I´m slightly ok. At least I was not together with Hoseok, just crush on him. I never thought he would doing things like that.” Tae was still angry, that he could fall for a guy like him. He thought Hoseok would be different than the others he met before, but he failed.

“I understand you, but I think there is someone else you find quite interesting am I right?” Jimin said while making some pictures and post them on his FB-Account. “Moving in with my best friend was a good choice.”

“Jimin, please but yeah Jin is actually quite interesting.” Tae said with a smile on his face.

Soon Tae had to leave Jimin alone to go to work but he would be back late in the evening. After Tae was gone, Jimin started to unpack and sort out some of the things. It was a rollercoaster ride of emotion. All albums with the pictures, he made during their time together. He decided to throw them away with all the little gifts he got from Yoongi, as far as he didn´t had forgot their anniversaries or his birthday. Then he found a little yellow box with a blue butterfly on it. He didn´t saw that box for about 2 years now and he was knowing already what could be in there. He opened the box and found the little brown/white plushy bunny, which he got from Jungkook. He knew it was him who left it even he didn´t saw him. The piece of paper was still there to. He opened it and instandly his thoughts were drifting away to the last day he saw him

“Be happy Jimin. Kookie”

Flashback…

Since Jimin was meeting Jungkook for the first time on his Birthday, he came almost every day, to drink his coffee and to draw. Jimin liked him from the beginning and he thought that Jungkook might liking him to. He saw it in the way he always looked at him. But Jimin had already a Boyfriend, so even he gathered feelings for him somehow, he couldn´t make that decision to tell it Jungkook. So the days are going always the same. Until….

11.10.2015

Jimin had late work and Jungkook was there like always to talk with him and of cause he used his free time to sit down and watched him drawing. He liked his pictures. After some minutes sitting down, he received a call from his Boyfriend. He excused himself from Jungkook to talk to him. Not noticing that Jungkook startled by what he was hearing and immediately got back to his drawing when Jimin looked at him.

“Hey Babe, yes i´m home in 3 hours and I will cook something for you ok.”

“No, its ok. You can bring actually some Wine if u want.”

“Love u too, see you later then.”

Jimin didn´t know that Jungkook heard everything and was sitting himself beside him again. Jungkook didn’t looked at him during their talking, just concentrate on the drawing. Jimin was little surprised that he was so silent after he came back to him.

“So Kookie, how are u doing?” Jimin asked him

“I´m ok. Just as usual.” Jungkook tried to shorten their talk.

“Is everything ok? You are so quiet today. Not like the other time.” Jimin could tell something was off.

“No, everything is fine. Actually I have to go now. If u don´t mind.” Jungkook said while packing his pencil and Sketchbook in his bag.

“Oh ok, no problem. I need to work anyway now. See u tomorrow then.” Jimin said with a smile.

“Yeah see you Jimin.” Jungkooks voice cracked a little, Jimin could hear it but didn´t ask Jungkook about it.

On the next day, Jimin was waiting for Jungkook to come but he didn´t. He needed to talk to him. Actually he wasn´t feeling well, because Yoongi had stood him up the night before. Jimin thought that Jungkook was the best to lighten his mood. Tomorrow was his Birthday, he told that Jungkook a while ago, so he hoped he would come to meet him then.

Jimin had to work on his birthday, but he could go home earlier. His boss allowed it. He hoped to see Jungkook today, so he entered the Café with excitement. But…

"Jimin, the guy who had visit you every day here had left something for you.” His Boss Namjoon told him. “He was here earlier and told me to give you that.”Namjoon gave Jimin a little yellow Box with a blue Butterfly on it. Jimin gulped and got suddenly silent. So he wouldn´t even see him today, he thought.

“Did he said something else?” Jimin was asking while shaking a little.

“No nothing else, just that.” Namjoon told him and went back into the Kitchen.

Jimin had let himself falling back on the bank behind him and looked at the box in his hand. After he took a deep breath he opened the box and found a little brown/white plushy bunny. Beside that there was a message. “Be happy Jimin. Kookie” He felt sad while reading it. He got overwhelmed and tears were flashing into his eyes. He was started to think, what if he had gathered the courage to confess to Jungkook that he liked him. Would he be there with him today? He looked at the bunny and said to himself: “What if I had did.”, not knowing, while lost in his thoughts, that Jungkook came back to watch him from outside the window. After that the days were going slowly over and Jimin never saw Jungkook again. He thought about him sometimes, but things were going to be better with Yoongi now. So he stopped thinking about him and putted that plushy bunny with the box somewhere in the basement of their apartement. Not know yet that it would come back to him in the right time.

“Jimin, i´m back home.” Tae said after he went into the room. Jimin was freezing after he heard him, which brought him back into reality. Not to face him yet, Jimin put the bunny hasty back in the small box with a sad smile and then putting it in the big box in front of him.

“Sorry I was just… “ Jimin stuttered and putted the big box beside the bed.

“It ok, btw what are u hiding there?” Tae asked him out of curiosity.

“Nothing, just a memory that I want to keep” Jimin just said.

“Oh, ok. Want to eat Dinner. I bought chicken and beer.” Tae was asking with a big smile.

“Yeah ok. I´m actually hungry.” Jimin answered him while still looking at the box. He was thinking about Jungkook more often since he talked with JJK1013 and he still thought if he had made a different Choice in that time. He started to like JJK1013 lately cause he reminded him a little bit of Jungkook. The way he wrote when they are chatting. He needed to talk to Jin about it.

HOW TO DRAW LOVE AU ( 6-7-8/? )

Jimin follows a well known artist on Facebook; not knowing it is Jungkook; a boy he met two years ago and fell for despite being in a relationship. Jungkook suddenly disappeared on him without saying why and left Jimin with a lot of “what ifs”.

so here my next Part of the flashback, Jimins part this time. hope u guys like it. @golden-kookmin

#jikook au #jikook social media au #kookmin au #goldenkookmin au

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