#super junior drabble

[inspired-by-the-music]

Maybe I noticed you first, and I didn’t know how to tell you. Maybe before you sketched your first portrait of me, I wrote my first song about you. Maybe before you painted your first portrait of me, I hummed my first song about you.

I can’t remember the first time I saw you. You were a blurry picture at first because I only saw you through passing glances. If you caught me staring, I feared, my world would catch fire! Maybe that seems irrational now, but my fear was not baseless. My face had been burning scarlet since you appeared in one of those dull school hallways. Maybe you didn’t notice.

I remember the first time I heard you say my name, though. It happened in one of those dull school hallways. You were walking with Heechul. He tended to walk two steps ahead of you. How did you keep up with him? 

Maybe it wasn’t easy for you to keep up. You were out of breath, wheezing, when you told Heechul, “You better not tell Yesung that I like him! If you do, I’ll never forgive you.”

Smirking, Heechul stilled. You crashed into him. His smirk blossomed into a full smile as he grabbed you around to the shoulders to steady you. “Don’t kid yourself,” he said. “You couldn’t hold a grudge against me if you tried.”

The glare you shot at Heechul wasn’t even slightly intimidating. While Heechul howled with laughter, I snorted. I hid the sound by slamming my locker closed.

I don’t think you noticed. Still glaring at Heechul, you said, “I’m serious. I would be embarrassed enough if Yesung found out how much I like him. I’d be embarrassed and furious if he learned from your big mouth.”

“Hide your sketchbook a little better, then,” Heechul taunted. He reached for your little sky-blue book, but you shrank away from him. “You’ve said, what, two words to each other? Wouldn’t be embarrassing if he saw—”

Heechul stopped talking the moment you turned away from him. Hugging your sketchbook against your chest, you sped down the hallway. 

I brushed past Heechul on my walk toward you. I tried to catch up, but I don’t think you noticed. You were too far ahead. You were too quick for me.

I couldn’t catch my breath for the rest of the day. I was still breathless when I sat in my corner of the music room that afternoon. I tore a blank piece of sheet music out of my notebook, and on it I wrote my first letter to you. 

I wrote to tell you, I like you. 

And, It would be embarrassing if you knew how much I like you. 

And, Maybe it would be more embarrassing if you never knew how much I like you. 

And, Definitely it would be more embarrassing if I was too afraid to tell you how much I like you. 

And, I’ve never been shy, but I don’t know how to say the first word to you. 

And, Maybe you could show me your sketchbook sometime. 

And, Maybe I could show you my songbook sometime. 

And, I don’t mind if I’m your muse. 

And, Maybe you were mine first. 

And, I’ve written songs about the way you look from my corner of the cafeteria.

And, I’ve written songs about the way you might sound saying my name. 

And, I’ve written songs about the way I dream you might look at me if you, if I, if we—if we could walk together for a while. 

I signed it:

Yours eternally, 

Yesung

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[multidol-masterlist]

PRONTO

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[kooahae]

AFTER LAST NIGHT

Summary: After catching your current boyfriend cheating on you. You do what you always do- run to your childhood best friend Jeon Jungkook to ask him about a way to confront your partner, What you don’t know is that Jungkook has been thinking about something( someone)  a bit more than usual and this couldn’t have been better news for him, for both of you. MINORS DNI

Pairing:best friend to lovers, Jungkook X female reader

Warnings:cursing, arguing, cheating (not JK), a little angst, fluff, some self-reflection, toxic partner, Oc, and Jk are very raw and honest with each other. SMUT Oral ( f. Receiving) Unprotected sex (pls don’t this, just don’t.)  F*ngering, praising, big d!ck JK, overstim, tummy bulging mentioned, he finishes inside, sq***ting…tbh you’ve been warned it’s pretty smutty but it’s super sweet. 

word count:9,656

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“Hey, honey I will be home late tonight after work, Don’t wait up!”

Seojun yelled from outside your bedroom, which means yet another morning waking up alone in bed. It’s always like this. Seojun and you have been together for a year and a half but he feels more like a stranger than ever. 

How? 

Time changes things. There were just way too many problems and it felt like all of them came from him. You know you played your part, but it never amounted to the same weight of issues he caused. He never tried to meet you halfway. You simply compromise, or you both argue until someone decides to take the couch. Again, it wasn’t always like this. He used to take you on dates, take photos of you, and invite you to his company dinners. He was really a good guy at first. 

The two of you started dating towards the fall semester of your junior year in college. He was a year older, so he was always showing you around in your prior academic years before you started dating. Your mutual friend Namjoon, helped the two of you grow close. Interesting that now it feels like the most distant you’ve been with anyone in your life, and that says a lot because you’re not the most extroverted person. Somehow, you let him in. You thought you had so much in common and it turns out you were wrong. Everyone around you could see how stressful and draining being with him was for you as time progressed, yet you always defended it. 

So, as you readjusted the pillow and looked up at the ceiling, you thought about how living here was becoming one of the worst things you’ve ever decided to do. The ugly truth? it was second to being in this relationship. This is not for the weak, especially when the person you love, isn’t the person you lay next to every night, and that’s if he’s even home. It’s not that Seojun is a bad person, he just isn’t him.

Your childhood best friend, Jeon Jungkook. Bless him and those sparkly eyes. He has always been a sweet soul. Simply put, He was your everything. If you had it your way -and didn’t feel like it would jeopardize your relationship as friends- you would’ve acted on it a long time ago. It’s not that you didn’t love Seojun; quite the contrary you loved him, but you weren’t in love with him anymore. You started thinking about the first time you knew you’d rather be with Jungkook. Yes, you always liked him but this was different. Last year’s beach trip with your friends, Seojun made the BIGGEST FUCKING SCENE. It was all over you having a drink-no you weren’t drunk - Yes, he’s controlling. He ended up leaving early because Jungkook stepped in. It was nice to have someone defend you like that, he always has. That’s when you realized you were falling out of love with Seojun, and that your heart still longed for Jungkook. You tried everything in your power to spice up your relationship but it just kept declining and now..here you are.

As you got up to brush your teeth and wash your face, you felt a little bitter. You lived with Jungkook up until you moved in with your boyfriend, You used to love walking into the kitchen, breakfast being cooked, and Bam waiting for you. You even liked the mornings when it was you who had to do the cooking, just to see that smile of his.

You walked into your kitchen with no Bam or Jungkook in sight- but you knew what you gave up when you moved here. You just didn’t know how much you would miss it.

As you take a look into the fridge you notice he apparently forgot it was his turn to go grocery shopping. Go figure. you decide cereal for breakfast it is. You scoffed grabbing the cereal first. You can’t believe Seojun is a milk-first person, like Seriously? What do you even have in common with him at this point? 

Your phone’s ringtone ripped you out of the ‘Seojun and I: pros and cons’ battle you have found yourself doing in the morning. You flipped your phone over to see who it was and happily answered the incoming phone call. 

“There she is!” 

“Jiminie, why are you always this excited in the morning?”

“ I’m not, you and I both know this. I happen to like my bestie though. Go shopping with me and Hobi!”  Your older brother, and best friend in one person... He’s being annoying but it’s honestly Jimin, there was no harm done here. Your older brother always cared for you too, which is why you’re so close to him. He is and has always been one of your comfort places, along with Jungkook.

“I don’t have anything else better to do, What time?”

 Jimin pursed his lips as he contemplated what time he should pick you up. “The next hour, so be ready!”

“Okay. Is Jungkook coming?” You said trying not to sound too defeated. 

“No, he thinks you hate him because you haven’t texted him back these last two weeks. I’ve talked to your best friend more than you. I know Kook is a family friend, but speaking to him this much about you in particular is killing me.” Now this one- again, no harm done here. A little bitter feeling from your side, but only because you knew he was right. 

Damn, that might be a new record for you. You’ve only ignored Jungkook four days straight before- and at that time you were in the eighth grade. He still apologizes to this day for breaking your snow globe. Even buys you one for Christmas every year now because he felt so bad. Have you really not said anything to him in two weeks?

‘Seojun could never be better than JK, you would not have to choose’ Jimin had once said.  Again, he was right. 

You eventually freed yourself from your thoughts. 

“Jimin, you and I both know, I do not hate him.” You said to your brother. 

“Then text him back.” And with that, he hung up. 

You decided to get dressed in a basic crop tee, some baggy jeans, and your favorite pair of sneakers. You made sure to put your hair into a half up, half down with your claw clip. Grabbed your purse and then pulled it across your body. Checking for touch-ups and spraying your favorite perfume- the one Jungkook bought you seven of because it’s just ‘soooo hard’ for you to find. Another pinging sound ripped you from your thoughts. The doorbell chime going off nonstop. why are Jimin and Hobi so extra?!

“Hi. I heard the doorbell the first time” You said as you pulled the door open to be greeted by two bright smiles. 

“These are for you,” Jimin said, as he handed you flowers.

“Tiger lilies, Really?” The confusion on your face lasted for all of three seconds. You could guess what they were for. Still, you asked. “You know it’s not my birth flower, What are these for?”

“Duh. Jungkook made us bring them, he said ‘Please stop ignoring me’ or some shit like that.” Hobi stated. Jimin nodded his head to agree. 

As your finger traced a petal you spoke “He is Mr. Please love me.  Fitting” 

Looking at the flowers reminded you of something his mom used to say to you ‘Never underestimate Jungkook’s ability to make you feel special, Never underestimate his ability to make sure you think about him either. That’s the type of person my son is.’  You miss her too. You Should ask when you can grab lunch soon. Once you stop ignoring her son, the person who you love more than anyone else. Yanno…your best friend. 

 “I’m gonna go put these in some water and we can go.” You said as you tried to calm down your heartbeat. 

How can he make you blush and he isn’t even here? Why can’t Seojun make you feel like this anymore?

You walked back out to your brother and hobi. Trying to

act as normal as possible. You’re really missing him right now. You know you do and apparently so does everyone around you. 

“You’re incredibly down bad for each other. Losers.” Hobi just had to be the first to say something about it. 

“Aren’t they hyung? It’s so cute.” -and apparently Jimin just had to follow up.

Annoying. 

“Ooh that one, Jungkook would like that one! Wouldn’t he Chim Chim?” You asked. Your eyes bright as ever, as you looked at the light projector. 

“____ he already has how many of these?” His eyebrow raised at you. 

“But does he have this one?! I don’t think so. Hobi you agree right?”

“You know what happened last time we brought Jungkook on a shopping trip? He wouldn’t stop running his mouth about you either. Which is why,  you have to stop before we no longer invite you.” Hobi said as he teased you. 

“Whatever,  you guys are being haters. I’m gonna buy it!” You said flashing a smile, as you made your way to the purchasing counter. 

Once you were all checked out and got it gift-wrapped for him you smiled proudly to yourself. “I’m the greatest friend ever.” You said rejoining them

“You are but…you’re also a simp, just a cute one.” Your older brother grinned, patting your head.

“Anyway, we should go to the food court! I want some sprite.” Hobi said and you agreed- mostly because that bowl of cereal just didn’t do it for you this morning.  

As you sat with them at the food table, you noticed them both staring at you. 

“Can I help you?” You asked raising your eyebrows 

“How’s your relationship?” Hobi asks you out of nowhere. 

-and that’s the question you always hate... Not because it’s going well but because your response is always a lie when you say 

 “Going good.” 

Jimin rolled his eyes and scoffed. “You’re lying and we know… because we know you. What’s going on? And yes I know something is up.”

“Well, it’s just that, when it started I thought it was great but now…”

“Now?” Hobi said as he leaned in more to pay attention as much as he could. 

“Now I feel like I’m just sleeping with a shell. We don’t hate each other or anything. We just don’t go on dates or cuddle and it’s because he’s busy.  I don’t want to be a brat about it. So… I’m just trying to be supportive.” As you stare at the people listening to you, you know you have to make it sound as good as possible. “But SeoJun will be back to normal I’m sure of I-“

“No. No. No…What do you mean you don’t go on dates? Isn’t he off every weekend?  just like you.” Jimin did not look happy as the words poured from his mouth. You get it. You’re Jimin’s younger sister so for him, this is personal. 

“Exactly, Who doesn’t take a hot girl like you on a date whenever they can?” Hobi asked as he chomped down on his fries in front of him. Jimin would have said something to his friend, but he’s been dealing with having a baby sister everyone likes forever. Plus, it’s Hobi. He’s what Jungkook is to you, to Jimin- minus the whole ‘madly in love with each other’ thing. Really good childhood friends. 

“Guys, he is just really busy. That’s why.” You don’t even know why you’re defending him but again, it’s routine at this point. 

“Busy doing what?” Hobi questioned. 

“I don’t know. Work or something. He just says don’t wait up. And I don’t. No hard feelings, yanno?” As you went to reach for your drink. You noticed Jimin had already pulled it away from you. 

“When’s the last time you slept on a couch ?” Jimin asked angrily. Jimin just like Jungkook, sometimes didn’t hold back. Today was one of those days. 

“Jimin!” You raised your voice slightly and snatched your drink back. 

“The fucking couch??!” Hobi just gave you that look he always gives Jungkook when he is being ..well when Jungkook is being himself, but you know when you get that look-He’s shaming you. 

“Hobi,  it’s not me who usually takes the couch, I don’t take it all the time. I took the couch like 4 times.” You couldn’t even make eye contact with them. It’s probably been double but you’re the type to remove yourself if he won’t. You hate yelling. It isn’t effective communication, but neither is the couch so you’re not sure why you just scaled it down like that. You just don’t want to worry your brother and Hobi. 

“Shouldn’t be dating a dumbass who would have you there instead of himself.” Jimin just wouldn’t let up.  You knew it came from a good place, so you redirected the conversation. 

“Guys, let’s just continue shopping okay..” you asked but somewhat told them so that they backed off. Seems they both got the hint. 

“Thanks again for inviting me guys. I needed some outside time, oh and I’ll drive next time!” You say as Hobi gives you a thumbs up. 

“I’m walking you to the door, Come on.” Jimin must want to talk. You loathe when he does this. A Jimin lecture for you is worse than him yelling at you because this means he’s absolutely right about something and he knows that you know it too. 

Once you have arrived at your door, you feel Jimin staring into the back of your skull. In his defense-You’re a big part of his heart. A sister and a best friend. One who always cares about people, and expects nothing in return. You’re pure that way.  So watching you be okay with this just isn’t, and hasn’t been sitting well with him. He’s tried not to get involved because he understands his baby sister, isn’t a baby. But this is getting out of hand. 

“Listen, I didn’t mean to out your business ____ but you have got to stop letting him treat you like this. Even if some people don’t know. I do, Hobi knows, hell even Yoongi asks if you’re still together and why. You know he doesn’t like to pry. That should say something on it owns. You know who else knows? that person you keep dodging. Maybe texting him would do you some good. You know Jungkook has wanted nothing more than you happy his whole life. ” Jimin said, his face extremely serious. Why is he acting like you don’t know this already?

“Jimin, SeoJun is trying. I promise.” You exhaled and put your hand on his shoulder. Youre not doing good with your attempt at reassuring him. You can tell. 

“No, he isn’t.  If he was explain to me why today- a Saturday- he couldn’t spend time with you. Does he usually work Saturdays? Because this seems new to me. You know Namjoon works at the same office as him? No one is there today but magically he is. I know you may not want to be with Jungkook anymore or gave up on your crush. We know it sucks, and life takes us in different directions - but at least find someone who treats you closely to how he does. You deserve it. I love you.” He said as he planted a kiss on your forehead. 

You nod and hug him and as he makes his way back down the stairs he makes sure he yells “Text him!”

“Love you too chim.” You sighed as you unlocked your apartment door. 

Maybe you should go check on Seojun, he could be under a lot of stress and you’re sure with the way you two have been bickering it’s not helping. Maybe you play a bigger role in this than you think you do. 

You decided on bringing him some food, checking the time to see that it was 2:45. If you start now you could have his food to him by 4:00, which is still a good time. 

As you pack the Tupperware with all the food you’ve made, you end up taking time to check social media before heading out. 

Jungkook posted a picture of his video game screen. That was it. You check in every time you get a chance. Just to see that he is well. Maybe Jimin and Hobi are right, Just text him, he didn’t even do anything wrong. Your boyfriend is just insecure about you and Jungkook’s friendship, but surely he didn’t deserve to be ghosted. Especially when you would rather be with him anyway. You would have told your brother and friend this earlier while out, but you just couldn’t. 

You grabbed your keys and headed to your car. The drive to his workplace felt unfamiliar. Has it really been that long? The question Jimin asked earlier still burning in your mind. When would he make time for you? Why is he working on a Saturday? You had way too many thoughts about him at this moment- all of them unsettling. 

Finally, you arrived at your destination -SeoJun’s office. you can’t help but smile seeing more than one car. Maybe Jimin was wrong. He could really just need to catch up on work. 

You approached the door, entered your boyfriend’s entry code, and walked towards the elevator. with each ting of the elevator, you felt a bit more excitement. Seojun hopefully would be happy to see you too. That would motivate you to try to do this more often, you thought to yourself. That would motivate you to put more into falling in love with him again. 

The elevator finally stops on his floor, and your feet lead you closer to his office space.  From where you’re standing, The door looks cracked which is different for him. He’s always been the type to need absolute silence and space, but then again there’s just one other person here. 

Wait a minute… Is that moaning? 

He does say he works with interesing people, but porn at work is just absurd. There’s no way anyone could be that bold. Insanity… 

exhaling deeply, calming yourself, and continuing walking. Just to see your worst fear once you approached the door.

“Right there… seojun!”

Is that his assistant ?? 

The same one he allegedly fired MONTHS AGO. The same one who you told him was mean and wouldn’t allow you entry before saying “Seojun wouldn’t be with anyone like you.”  The reason you had even been given the entry code incase she gave you attitude   It all made sense. The late nights at work were simply not late nights at work. They were late-nights spent cheating. All the times you waited up, because you were trying to save your relationship. How the fuck could he do this to you? He even wore the blazer you purchased for him when he first got employed to work this morning. What about you? What were you doing wrong? Matterfact, Why the fuck are you blaming yourself?

You dropped the food in your hand as your tears began to well up. So much for Saturday’s at work, So much for trying on your end. Scratch what you said earlier, Seojun is a bad person. You needed to get out of here and so you turned kicking the food as you did, hearing your partner’s mistake speak once last time while you hurried and moved from his sight line. 

“Is someone in the office Seojun?” Her voice irritating the life out of you. 

“It’s probably just the janitor and it’ll make him think twice before looking at my girl if he see’s me fucking her. Won’t it?” you could hear the chuckle underneath his voice. 

HIS GIRL?!! Where is she when he doesn’t feel good and starts acting like a damn toddler? She doesn’t wake up early on Mondays to iron his clothes and prep his food like you do. Has she met his mother and had to deal with her bullshit? That woman is a drag. Staying with him is a drag. All the things you’ve endured..for this. For nothing. 

His girl…that’s the last thing you heard, and It fucking sucked that everyone was right about him. 

As you stepped into the elevator your tears just wouldn’t stop flowing down. Maybe it’s because you know you’ve been playing happy for no reason.  To be betrayed. He didn’t have one bit of decency about it either. He could have broken up with you by now…how could he continue to watch you try and make you feel like you weren’t good enough just to do this to you?

You need a hug.

You need Jungkook. 

You made your way back to your car, unlocked it, and put your phone on hands-free to dial Jungkook’s number. Except he didn’t answer. You have done it this time. Ignoring the one person who cares about you for what? Seojun?

You finally reached your house and put your keys on the kitchen counter.  You walked further inside to wash your tear-stained cheeks, and that’s when you heard a specific ringtone come through. 

My #1 🥳🩶 : Did you really call? Did you like the flowers? Do you still hate me? For whatever reason you hate me? Without explaining? Were you calling to curse me out and finally tell me why? because I’m not ready for that. You’re kind of scary when you’re angry. I love you tho. I miss you. Im sorry for whatever i did

You hadn’t replied in over two weeks, you deserved however many questions he asked at this point

You couldn’t help but smile as you felt tears welling up, yet again. He is your superhero, you know you shouldn’t have ignored him. 

Then your phone began to ring. “No, I don’t hate you. No you didn’t do anything !” You yelled as fast as you could. Jungkook needed to know he wasn’t the problem. You made sure you told people when things weren’t their fault. Unlike someone you know you don’t mind letting people know things aren’t their fault . 

“Good, that’s literally the one thing in life that would destroy me!” Jungkook’s smile and calmness can be felt through a phone. That’s also something you love so much about him.

“What? Someone hating you?”

“No- you hating me. I couldn’t live with myself like that.”

“I’ll never hate you, and I never hated you. Can I come over? I know I owe you an apology”

“Of course, you used to live here. You used to pop up randomly too. You don’t have to ask.” His sweet soothing voice spoke through the phone. 

“I never know if you could have company or anything and I-“

“I’d make them leave even if I did…” He said cutting you off. “You’re more important to me.”

There goes your heart doing somersaults.

“I’m sorry kookie, I shouldn’t have just ignored you for two weeks.”

“You drove me insane, I’ll admit it but I’m just really fucking happy to hear your voice. Bring a bathing suit. Let’s have food, watch some bad documentaries, and swim in the hot tub. Like we used to.”

Another thing about Jungkook that’s so special. That sheer excitement to be bored with you as opposed to being bored alone. 

“Can I stay the night?” You ask, not knowing you have just made Jungkook’s heart flutter 10X the speed it does on a normal day

“Yes of course ___ ! Bam is gonna be so excited! We will see you when you get here, yeah?”

“Yeah.” You say back and then you hear the line disconnect.

Once you’re done packing your stuff, you make sure to grab the gift you bought him earlier and head to Jungkook’s for the night. You contemplate texting Seojun but decide not to. He just shouldn’t be in the way. He shouldn’t be in your way any longer.

The drive felt like forever as you tried to keep your composure but every red light felt like more time to think about what you saw, and with that comes realizing although the cheating hurts and feels like hell- nothing feels worse than the fact for the last two weeks, 14 whole days you put Jungkook on the back burner. All because Seojun asked you to.  You listened to everything he said without considering yourself- just to walk in on him fucking someone else. You also start thinking about how you fell in love with the idea of him. You have been denying your happiness for someone who was pretending to be the hardest worker of the year. Probably presented himself as single to his coworkers besides Namjoon, who would have told your brother. Sneaking behind your back for that relationship with his little personal assistant Emma the whole fucking time. -Personal assistant my foot! 

You finally reach Jungkook’s place and walk to the door of the penthouse, entering the passcode- it’s still your birthday for the code. Jungkook always said he chooses things he likes as passcodes, no matter how silly you told him it was. 

The door opens and you hear barking, meaning you need to get a treat for someone else you’ve been neglecting. Bam immediately found you as soon as you reached for one but instead of trying to get to the treat he just whined at your feet.  You’ve been a bad friend to him too. 

“Hey hey, I’m sorry boy! I didn’t think about how this would be for you. How is my favorite dog!?” You said squatting down to pet his head and behind his ears. 

“Geez and here I thought you came over for me…What the hell are your eyes so red for?” Jungkook said tilting his head.

You swallowed and shook your head no. So, he held out his arms. “Come here princess, what happened?” He asked once more. 

“He’s a fucking cheater, and the worst part is- I didn’t confront him.” You said as you let Jungkook wrap his arms around you. You’ve missed his warmth not just physically but his aura. He’s your sunlight in a sense. 

“Fuck, that’s rough. I’m sorry. I’ll do my best to cheer you up today. Today you’re the only person who matters, not him, not whoever he was cheating with. You want to talk about it?”

You nodded your head yes “Let me change first, You said we were getting in the hot tub?”

He nodded once more and kissed your forehead. Why does it always feel so good when he does that?

Once you’ve finished changing, You pet Bam one more time and make your way outside.  Jungkook is shirtless in front of the grill cooking what smells like the most delicious meat ever. You realize you’ve missed coming here after a long day of work and watching movies with him. You’ve missed someone even taking the time out of their day to do something for you.  

“Steak, Ramyun, veggies, and Highballs!” He says grinning at you. 

“You are the cutest person alive.” You mumble.  Not knowing Jungkook heard that too and he hurriedly turned around so you didn’t see him blush. 

He closes the top of the grill as the meat cooks climbs onto the bench surrounding the hot tub, and looks directly into your eyes. 

“You wanted to talk, and Therapist JK is here to listen!” He says

As you start to recap the events of your day with Jungkook, He feels absolutely horrible. How could he have not been there to protect you? What person cheats on you anyway? Seojun is a fucking dumbass. 

“..And the worst part is too, I tried even when I Knew I was falling out of love with him because I just couldn’t see myself giving up on him. I’m such a dummy.”

“You’re not dumb for trying to see the good in someone, maybe the act of looking for something that doesn’t exist in him was dumb- seeing it in him of all people. You know I never liked him - but you’re not dumb.” He says and takes a sip of his drink and you do the same.

“Why are you being such a good friend to me?” You ask. 

“Because I always want to be good to you. Even if you ignore me,” then gets up to check on the meat he prepared.

You and Jungkook have been outside for hours just talking and watching the sun go down til he decided you should actually get in the hot tub. 

“The water feels so nice. Relaxing. Why would I ever have moved away when you got this damn hot tub?” You ask and look at him through your half-lidded eyes. The highballs slightly affecting you

“The hot tub should be the last reason you want to stay here..”

Jungkook pulled you by your arm closer to him and you wrapped your arms around his neck due to the speed in which he did. This wasn’t unusual just because Jungkook has always been touchy with you, but there’s so much tension. 

“Oh yeah, Bam should be reason number one. You’re right.” You giggle and Jungkook just smiles. He loves the sound of your laugh. He always knew how to get one out of you too. That made him feel really good about himself, Every time he hears it, he swears he wants to reach into his chest and hand you his heart, that still wouldn’t stop it from beating for you. 

“Say I’m reason number one.” He says looking at you and you shake your head no and try to move away but he repeats himself. This time slower. 

“_____…Say, I’m reason number one.” He is piercing through your soul with that gaze of his. So you do what he asks and tell him the truth. 

“You’re number one.” Which causes his frown to turn into the prettiest smile you’ve ever seen. The little bit of light that has decided to shine hits his lip piercing. Who made him so pretty? Why the hell are you staring so hard at him? You know why but usually you would be able to look away, and right now it feels like you can’t. He isn’t holding onto you anymore but you feel stuck. He’s so…cute. 

“Let’s drink some more!” You say and he nods. 

“A little more but not too much more, The last time we got drunk bam probably wished he was human to tell us to stop laughing so loud.” He smiles at you, a slight little nose scrunch. God, you really wish he would stop doing that.

“Hey since you’re my number 1 reason, can you play some music for us?” You ask and he nods

“As long as I’m your number one, you can have whatever you like.” You can’t help but chuckle. Only if Jungkook knew what he was doing when he said stuff like this. 

“You look like you’re foaming at the mouth,” he says to you as he sits across from you on the outside furniture. You’re now wearing his t-shirt over your bathing suit since the air is a little chillier. Jungkook cuts up extra meat since he’s taken notice of how hungry you look.

“Hobi ate most of the fries earlier.” You say

You should see yourself, a little tipsy, in his tee, face a little puffy and reddened because you’ve been drinking. 

Jungkook thinks you’re cute.

“Eat as much as you want, I was just playing anyway.” He pushess a plate to you. 

You smile and continue to make small talk until you ask him a question he didn’t see coming.

“Kook? How do I confront him ?”

Jungkook isn’t a violent guy, he swears! He tries his best not to resort to physical violence, but when you ask him this and he thinks about how red your eyes were when you walked in…the love of his life crying her eyes out, he simply states…

“You let me beat the fuck out of him.” As stone cold as can be. 

You giggle “That is so mean! Seriously Kookie, help me?”

He raises an eyebrow “I’m not fucking joking.” His tone is more stern and serious than before, making you stop the slurping of your food and look at him.

“Kook..I’m not worth you fighting someone.” You try and argue. 

“You’re right, you’re worth more than that. Which Is why you should let me beat the fuck out of him.” You don’t know why but it’s kinda hot watching Jungkook feel the need to protect you like this. Always has been. 

For some reason, your mouth closes and you have nothing else to say. you try and think of a way to break the silence but nothing comes out.

“Can I ask you something that’s been weighing on me?” He asks looking at you from his side of the table.

“Sure. Anything. “ you say and reach for the highball.. but yet again today, someone has snatched your drink before you can even bring it to your mouth.seriously? Whats with everyone today?

 “Didn’t you think that bam and I missed you? I know I’ve seen and heard from you, but you used to live here, why don’t you visit as much? And why did you ghost me for two weeks? You drove me insane. I know I said I was over it but it just…it just didn’t feel good.”

You swallow and it feels like the tension in the air has reached an all-time high. 

“He doesn’t like the idea of me being here for too long. I don’t know …he was complaining and I thought I was fixing it.”  You say looking down at your lap. 

Jungkook is trying to remain cool but that just struck a nerve. He’s been here through everything. How could you do something like that? Instead, he asks another question. 

“Do you miss living here____? You should move back” Your eyes meet his and you chuckle. 

“He wouldn’t like that either, plus I haven’t even confronted -.”

“Stop,” he says and you drop your utensils onto your plate and look at him. He looks serious…Jungkook is pissed. You know it. You know that face anywhere. 

“Stop what?” 

“Defending or redirecting when we all mention him. It’s annoying as fuck actually. You caught him cheating on you today. Stop defending him and just …just answer my damn question.”

Ouch. 

“Jungkook please don’t..”

“Don’t what?” He questions you as he sits back folding his arms. Then he decides to continue. “ If he is cheating on someone as beautiful as you, He’s the biggest fucking idiot in the world. I’d never do anything that dumb.”

Maybe he has had too many highballs. 

“Duh Kookie! You’re not an idiot.” You say as you try to play it off.

“Stop playing dumb and Move back in.” He states and you can tell he wants you to but…

“Kook I can’t. That wouldn’t be something he would like. I told you already.”

“What do you like?”  He’s really catching an attitude with you right now.  You thought this night was going to be confrontation-free besides your apology, but you also know Jungkook hates being ignored. You did this to yourself. 

He starts biting his inner cheek waiting for you to answer. So you decide to look up and question him instead.“Damn Jungkook, Why does this feel like an interview?” 

You know that wasn’t fair, but Jungkook won’t let you escape. He’s made it clear he is the one asking the questions and getting answers tonight. 

“Just because he suggested it doesn’t mean you have to do everything he fucking says. I miss when you were okay with being yourself. You’re prettier that way.” Jungkook sighed as he sipped the highball in his right hand. He still isn’t raising his voice either. He just won’t budge. 

“I am okay with being myself!” You retorted.

Why is he so ballsy tonight?

“Nope. Lately…you aren’t. I haven’t seen you act on a single thing in that damn brain of yours in like 6 months. Especially if that dumbass of yours has a say.”

“Jeon Jungkook…you’re pushing it.”

“What? Mad someone is honest with you? I used to be able to do that.” He inched closer into your space and started to read your face. You knew he was right. So did he.

“How the fuck would you know what I’m thinking anyway?”

“I’ve known you your whole life. Why the fuck wouldn’t I know? You’ve also been eye-fucking me this whole time, In case you’re wondering what else I know. If it makes you feel better I wanna fuck you too. Really. Fucking. Bad. ” he said, taking another sip of his drink, raising his eyebrow and smirking.

What. The. Actual. Fuck.

“Stop choosing someone else when we both can choose each other. “ he continues. 

“Jungkook I’m sorry but I don’t want to fight with you. I’ll just go. At least the fights at home, I know what I’m expecting.” Your breathing eratic because of how bold he is being. You stand to get up but Jungkook rushes to block the door that leads back inside the condo. 

“You are home. ”

“Jungkook…” you say as you search his eyes. 

“I’ll let you leave if that’s what you really want, I am not, however letting you leave this late, this dark, into the arms of a fucking cheater when I’ve been right here this whole fucking time!” He snaps some more at you looking into your eyes. 

“You’re so..” You can’t even figure out where to begin. You know he is right…wait he’s been here the whole time. He is right. 

“Fuck this.” He says and leans his head back. You watch his Adam’s apple bob and then when he looks back down at you, his tongue poking his cheek. 

“Jungkook I’m sorry.” You reach to grab his face but he just uses his right arm to pin your arm above your head still holding you against the door.

“Nuh-uh. Tell me what you want.” He presses on and you damn near melt when he licks his lips and tilts his head while waiting on your response.

“You..” You finally say. Your eyes are glossy as you search hiss and since he hasn’t said anything, even though it’s only been a few seconds since you revealed the truth, You continue. 

“I will never want anyone as much as you and I shouldn’t have even left. You’re right! You’re right! I’m so fucking sorry-“

Before you can even finish your apology, Jungkook lets your arm drop that he has been holding and places his hand on your neck bringing you closer to him and his lips envelope yours. So soft. So gentle but needy. Why do you feel like you’re on fire right now? As his tongue begs for entrance and you oblige, he pulls away just to say one thing to you.

“Thank you for apologizing. Now, let me show you how much I love you. ”  

Jungkook never imagined your lips would be this soft.  He’s thought about it, but this was better than any analogy his brain has come up with. This is better than any kiss he has had his whole life, it’s the same for you.  This is what it’s like when it’s the right person. 

All your moans and hums into his mouth that he desperately swallows. You’re perfect for each other. You feel it throughout his kisses. 

“Jump.” He says

So you do. Wrapping your legs around his waist as he leads you into his condo. 

“Say you’re coming home, and say you want me.” He won’t take no for an answer and you’ve confessed so you’re not really in a position to lie to him. 

“I’m coming home, and I want you kook. Really. Fucking. Bad.” 

He chuckles and kisses you some more. “ You definitely didn’t deny the eye fucking.” He says and you pull away.

“Take me to your room , and actually do it.” You whisper against his ear. 

Soon you feel Jungkook placing you on his bed. The way he looks at you makes your heart stop, but you like it as much as you like him.  You’re really in love with him. 

Jungkook joins you. Climbing his way up to you. Watching your chest rise and fall,  as you both stare into each other’s eyes. He wouldn’t want anyone more than you. He never has. You open your mouth slightly and Jungkook tilts his head in concern. 

“I want you.” Your voice, barely a whimper. 

He smiles slightly before saying  “Took you long enough, I’d make you beg…but I want you too.” The way he has been so confident all night has been leaving you soaked. He resumes his assault on your lips, then makes his way down to your neck, finding your sweet spot.

“Fuck, that feels so good.” You moan out and he slides his hands up the borrowed tee that you have on. He makes a mental note to give you whatever it is of his you want, the shirt, him, he likes the way they both look on you. 

You sit up slightly to help him remove it. He looks at you one more time asking for permission. “Touch me.” You say and that  drives him mad. The way you sound for him- so needy. 

Jungkook is quick to start kissing your collarbone and undoing your bathing suit top at the same time.

You’re not sure why you feel so nervous and vulnerable, but maybe it’s because his touch has you completely drenched and you’re trying not to make it obvious. 

He grabs one of your breasts in his hand and brings his mouth to it, sucking and licking it over and over. His teeth lightly grazing every now and then just before he lets them go with a pop. You could cum from this alone, you’re sure especially when he looks up at you the way he is right now. 

“By the time I’m done with you, you would have been convinced to stay anyway.” He says kissing your lower belly. You moan out and suddenly feel his fingers at your hips. He places kisses on each side as he begins to slide your bottoms down your legs, and sits on his knees to make sure they come off completely. 

You can barely breathe at a normal rate. Everything he is doing is so effortlessly sexy. You feel a little shy just because it’s something you’ve always dreamed of.  it’s been a while since you’ve been intimate with anyone. Your relationship eventually deprived you of that too, due to you both barely sleeping in the same room. You try to close your legs, but he is holding your ankle. He takes his time kissing his way from there up to your thigh.

“Don’t hide from me. I won’t hurt you, I’m here with you. Okay?” He says and you nod, smiling at him. 

Jungkook is thorough in making sure not a space on your skin feels neglected, your moans and breathy exhales indicate that you’re enjoying this and getting worked up. 

His fingers gently work up toward the area that craves him most and he parts your folds, then licks his lips, turning you on even more. 

“Fucking hell___, Your pussy is so pretty.” He moans and gently starts rubbing circular motions on your clit. 

“Kook, do something. I’m so wet.” You speak honestly and he has to stop himself from fucking the life out of you right there. He removes his hand and brings the finger that was circling your clit  to your lips. 

“Suck.”

You wrap your lips around his fingers and make sure to look in his eye as he is now slightly hovering over you, between your legs. 

Jungkook’s mouth has fallen into an O shape and you hear him moan for the first time besides your kisses. The way you suck his fingers, He’ll be sure to have your lips wrap around something else, not today though. He wants to make sure you feel what he means when he says “I love you.” 

He removes his finger and bites his lip then brings it back down to your clit and resumes his circular motions. 

“Kook please do something. You’re teasing me.”

“Enjoying my view, that’s all. Trust me…I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”

He slides a finger in and you moan as he bends down to kiss you. 

“Can you take another?” He asks in between kisses.

You nod and pull away from his lips as the other one is inserted. “I can take whatever you give me, whenever you give it to me.”

You’re driving him insane. Voice so sweet but eyes gazing at him with lust. 

“I want you to look at me the entire time.” He says as he removes his lips from yours and hears you moan out.

You don’t answer so he pushes his fingers deeply inside. “Yes. Fuck!” You moan out and he chuckles as he crawls lower onto his stomach, lifting your legs on each of his shoulders. Still managing to pump into you. 

. Jungkook removes his fingers, replacing them with his tongue to taste your juices, then flattens his tongue while his eyes roll back. He looks so pornographic and then he makes eye contact with you. His eyes are sexy and smoldering. 

“Jungkook! Oh my god!” You moan out. He loves the way his name sounds coming from you. He loves that he’s making you feel good. He loves everything about you. 

He begins flicking his tongue up and down your clit, open mouth kissing you in between. He takes his time fucking his tongue into you, watching you grasp at the bed sheets as you try to keep your focus on him. The way your eyes roll back when he rubs his face in it as he eats you out looks so good to him. He feels drunk off of you. You briefly close your eyes as you moan, but that’s when he inserts two fingers again and you both moan. Him because of how you taste and how you are doing so well for him. You, because of how full you feel, How amazing this feels for you. You know you’re close and Jungkook seems to know too. He curls his fingers and rubs you right in the spot that’ll have you coming undone, then he starts spelling his name with this tongue on your clit as your prop up on your elbows still looking at him, like he said. The pleasure becoming so much. 

“Such a good fucking girl.” He says and you feel your breath hitch. 

“Oh fuck! Jungkook I’m gonna cum!” You moan out and your head falls back, causing Jungkook to pinch at your waist with his other hand, to get you to look at him. 

“Cum for me then.”

And you do, making a mess all over his hands. You’re so fucking pretty to him, that he doesn’t stop there. He keeps going enjoying the way look so fucked out. You sound sweet too. He wants to see you like this for him, only him, as long as he can. He’ll make sure it’s forever by the time he’s done. 

Jungkook continues eating you out and watching your legs shake and quiver. Your mouth is slack and you’re saying things, but they all are pretty incoherent due to all the moaning you’re doing in between. This is exactly what you’ve wanted, better than you’ve imagined. 

“Kook.. I’m gonna cum again. You have to stop. I want you to feel good too.” You say between your moans. 

“I’m worried about you baby. You just need to let me worry about you.” He responds.

The pet name sending you over the edge as you feel a ton of pressure in your pit, you can feel your release coming. 

“Oh, my J-Jungkook!” You have to stop moaning his name like that. He’s been trying his best not to split you open and take his time with you. He remains as patient as he can as he feels how close he has you again.  He pumps the fingers he has in you just a little faster, as you squirt all over him. You can’t believe how turned on it makes him. His lips slightly opening 

“Damn, thats so fucking sexy.” He says as he makes sure to pull his fingers out and slide his fingers into his mouth. 

“You taste. So. Fucking. Good. “ he says as he moans while cleaning your juices off his hand. Looking at you before his brows furrow and his eye roll again. He knows exactly what he’s doing. 

“Kookie. Lay down. It’s my turn.” You try but He shakes his head no as he props himself on his knees.

“Help me with my shorts, then lay your ass back down. I’m not in the mood for you to be defiant about it either. I keep telling you it’s about you.”

Oh. He’s that type in bed. You’ve hit the jackpot. 

You follow the instructions given to you and help undo the strings on his shorts, then you lay back down. What you don’t expect is for him to be that big. You easily could tell he was a nice size but not this big.

“Holy fuck.” You say and he chuckles. he strokes himself in his hand. He was easily the biggest you’ve seen. Both in length and thickness. The tip of him, so red, swollen, and plump. His Head falls back just a little before he shoots his eyes back at yours.

“But you can take it, right baby? You said you can take whatever I give you.” He says as spreads the pre cum around his head. 

You nod your head, yes and he smirks. 

“Good.” He spits on your pussy and then decides to reach toward his drawer but you catch his hand. 

“I trust you. I want to feel you. All of you.” You look up at him through your lashes as you say and he nods. 

He kisses you and whispers against your lips. “If it’s too much say something.”

You shake your head no. “No, I told you I could take it all.”

He lines himself up with your entrance and slowly pushes in. You both moan at the contact.

“You’re so fucking tight. Jesus baby.” He says as he bites his lip, inching further into you. 

“Jungkook, more. ” You moan out and you both make eye contact. He kisses your forehead and then you lean up a little for a kiss. He obliges and slides further into you. He’s finally in. You fit so snugly around him, you’re so wet and warm too. 

Jungkook cups your face and looks into your eyes as he starts bottoming out of you. Missionary was a great choice he thinks to himself. You’re so beautiful underneath him. You love the way he looks at you. He moves some hair out of your face and whispers. 

“I choose you. I chose you so long ago,” As he pumps into you. Jungkook looks slightly down and can also see himself. Your tummy bulging as he pumps into you. You can’t believe it either. He’s so thick and long. Reaching places you’ve never been touched before. 

“Look at how well this pussy is taking me.” He says eyes blown out and piercing between his teeth as he bites on his lip. 

You’re a moaning mess underneath him, but you look into his eyes and pull his face to yours for a kiss. He feels so good inside you. Your walls contract whenever he slides out slightly. He loves every part of you and you love every part of him. 

“Kook you make me feel so good.” You say moaning more into the kisses you’ve both been stealing. 

“Good, that’s what I want, for you to feel good.” He continues pumping in and out but he leans up from the kiss and pushes your knees to your shoulders as he continues to pump into you. 

“Just. Like. that.” You say as your arms reach for his bicep. He loves how well you take him. You love how deep and passionate each thrust is. 

Jungkook watches as you cream all over him, he knows he won’t last long with the way you’ve been moaning his name. He needs to make you cum again first, it’s easily the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. 

You motion him back down to you and he smirks. “Can’t stop kissing me?” 

You nod your head no. “I can’t. Your right…Oh fuck! Please don’t stop.” You moan the last part out. 

“I won’t, not until this pretty pussy cums for me again.” He makes sure you understand and kisses you, just like you want. 

You start to feel that familiar buildup in your stomach and moan his name some more, you’ve damn near been chanting it now. 

“You’re close.” He says and you nod. 

“Then be a good girl, and make a mess on this dick. It’s yours anyway.” The statement has you whimpering and Jungkook starts circling his thumb on your clit as he pumps in and out of you. 

That’s when you break and he watches everything ooze out of you onto him. You have cum three times. That’s a record you think to yourself -and he still has to cum.

“You think you can be a good girl one last time and cum with me ?” He asks. 

Jungkook is going to be the death of you, but you nod yes. You just want to make him feel good too. He’s been praising you and giving you ownership this whole time. Of course, you can be a good girl for him. 

Jungkook starts going a little harder with each roll of his hips. It’s still slow and sensual, just deeper-you’re not sure how he’s even managing to do that. 

“ Yes, oh my god.  Jungkook.”

He chuckles. You’re so cute. Taking him like he’s always wanted. 

Your cum slicked walls are tight and clenching him perfectly. just about send him over the edge. He leans into your ear and whispers “Ready?” You shake your head fast. 

“Yes baby, I’m ready.” You say. Jungkook just heard you return the pet name he’s been calling you. You’re in absolute heaven, creaming his dick, slightly running down his thighs. 

“Who does this pussy belong to?” He asks and you moan out your answer. 

“You!! Kook please… cum with me.” You moan out every single word. 

That’s when you feel both your orgasms collide and kiss some more. Jungkook makes sure to watch you as he pumps more, you both ride out your highs. 

Then he collapses beside you pulling you into his chest.

“That was so good, that’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”you say and he smirks. 

“Yeah, it was. Let me get you cleaned up and get new sheets.” He says kissing your lips one more time

You spent the rest of the night asleep on his chest, but when you wake up Jungkook is missing-that’s when you smell breakfast. Just like you remember. You go brush your teeth and wash your face seeing the gift you were supposed to hand to him in your bag. You make a mental note to give it to him this morning. once you’re finished, you then walk out to a shirtless Jungkook flipping pancakes and smiling at you.

“HI.” He says and you see Bam walking over to you.

“Good morning to you both!” You say patting Bam on the head and walking over to the person preparing breakfast. 

“I got you a gift.” You say and he raises an eyebrow. You slide it across the counter and he immediately smiles when he unwraps it. 

His smile says enough. He loves it. You know he does.

“You have perfect timing, I think I broke the one I’m currently using! Thank you, princess.”

“You’re so welcome, I’m really sorry about how I treated you. Plus this reminded me of you,” you reply and then you get up to stand with him. 

He winks at you. It’s nice to know he was on your mind. You promise to tell him every time he is now. He’s a priority and you want him to know that. 

“Listen, we should talk so just listen to me.” He says as he watches you wrap your arms around him from behind, but he turns around facing you. 

“I think Jimin, Joon, and Hobi can go get your stuff from your apartment but I want to tell you the truth. After last night, I can’t keep being your friend. I want you to know I meant every word about loving you and no- you don’t have to say it back but let me prove it to you ____ because you deserve more than your getting at h-“

You realize, It’s now your turn to cut him off and you hurry and put your lips on his to kiss him. 

“Jeon Jungkook, I love you too. After last night, I don’t want to be your friend either.”

“So...Can I be your boyfriend?” He asks you and you nod your head yes so fast earning a laugh, as he leans down to kiss you. 

He smiles at you and wraps his mouth around yours. Your arms around his neck as he explores your mouth.

“ Breakfast in bed?” You question and he immediately picks up on what you mean. 

Jungkook pulls you closer, then whispers on your lips “After last night...

Anything you want."

Author's Note: This definitely went in a different direction than planned, but I just want to say thank you so much for reading, all feedback is welcome! I may start a Drabble series for this couple, so stay tuned.

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[pearbunny]

first kiss // [an ot8 series] ➥ LMH

Lee Know

part of the first kiss Masterlist, a simple unrelated drabble series of your first kiss genre: fluff? non idol bsf! Lee Know x reader summary: Lee Know's been your friend since high school, so naturally you go to him with your boy troubles. word count: 2k warnings: cussing. mentions of previous relationships/dates. talk about body image and self worth/esteem. cute lil ending. :)

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“He didn’t kiss me.” You huff, recalling the date you had with some guy you had thought was super into you, only to end the night on an unsatisfying note. 

Lee Know shoots you a glance with a skeptically raised brow. “Are you still talking about the same date?”

With a shrug of your shoulders, you take your boba orders from the register while Lee Know pays for them. You wait as he places his card into his wallet then the pocket of his jeans. Once his hands are free, he takes his drink from your hand and leads the way out of the shop with you not even half a step behind him. 

“Is this the same guy from last month?” 

The meet-up is a weekly ritual for you and your best friend: boba at your favorite spot, a hole-in-the-wall establishment run by a young man and his two elderly parents, followed with a walk to the nearby outdoor mall where you two would sit by the water fountain, people watching. It started junior year in high school and you're both determined to make sure the tradition doesn’t die. 

“Yeah,” You munch on the cotton candy that is placed on top of your drink–an expensive gimmick, but still one of your favorite places–, swirling around your straw. “I just don’t get it.” 

As the sidewalk gets busier with people the closer you get to the shopping center, you stick close to Lee Know who easily makes his way through the crowd. You hold on to the back of his shirt, making sure to not get lost or left behind. 

He looks back at you over his shoulder, right in tow. “What don’t you get?” He decides to humor you, but he knows you well enough to assume where this is going. 

Again, you let out a huff of hair in frustration. “My love life is nonexistent, Lee Know. You don’t understand.” Lee Know leads you both to the center of the outdoor strip mall that opens up to a larger area. There is a good amount of people around, all ages: teenagers that gather after school to hang out with their friends, young parents pushing babies in strollers, grandparents telling their grandchildren to be careful around the fountain as they walk by the edge. You take your usual seats on a bench that faces the fountain and he stretches his arm to sprawl across the back of the seat behind your head. He takes a long sip of his drink before his shoulders slump as he brings his attention back to you. “Try me.” 

You start to swing your feet back and forth, the heels of your feet scraping against the ground while staring ahead of you at the young couples acting shy and coy as they walk in the distance. “It’s not like I don’t put myself out there; I do! I mean, I’m pretty sure I make it obvious when I like a guy.” 

Lee Know nods and starts to chew on his straw, doing a little bit of people-watching himself. “Okay, what do you do?” In all his years of knowing you, he hasn’t experienced your game, your moves, your rizz. 

“You know…” Your words trail off, struggling to find the words. “I do all the things!”

He looks at you with a cocked brow and an incredulous smile as he bites the straw between his teeth. “All the things. Uh huh.” 

“I make eye contact–”

“Oh good, so you know how to be human.”

You ignore his witty remark. “I smile–”

“Yup, not a robot. You’re on the right track.”

You swat his arm, furrowing your brows together in frustration. “Lee Know, I am trying to talk here!”

Lee Know clenches his jaw in an attempt to hold back his laughter. He’s surmising you learned how to flirt from a 60 year old video entitled “Ways to Woo A Man”.  He speaks through grit teeth, a way to prevent the laugh he’s holding back from escaping , “Sorry. You’re right, go ahead.” There’s a mischievous look in his eyes and a twitch in his lips. 

“Thank you,” You say pointedly. “Anyway, Eye contact. Extra smiley. I’ll touch their arms and stuff a lot,” You demonstrate on him, placing a hand on his bicep and gently squeezing, maintaining eye contact all as you smile sweetly. Lee Know shrugs his arm away from you, feigning disgust at your actions. 

You don’t take it to heart, he’s your best friend. You two have always been like this with each other: bantering and teasing. “Oh, and I laugh at all their jokes!”

 “You are so predictable.” Next to you, Lee Know rolls his eyes and sips at the last bits of his drink until he hears the sound of the empty hollow cup.

“That’s the point! I don’t know how much more obvious I can be.” 

“They just don’t have the balls to ask you out.”

“Oh, no they do. But I never make it past the third date.” You recall how the guy you had a crush on during your freshman year of college waited outside your class until you came out to ask you on a date; it was such a sweet gesture, complete with a box full of chocolate and flowers, but at some point during your third date, he had decided you two should remain friends. 

“They’re probably looking for someone to put out.”

For a moment, your face goes blank as you mull the possibility over. “Well yeah, I could put out.”

He stands on his two feet and faces you, reaching a hand out to help you off the bench. As you take it, you look up to him only to find that he is scowling at you, brows furrowed in annoyance at the thought of you even considering changing who you are for another person. 

With the look on his face, he doesn’t have to say anything for you to quickly shut it down with a laugh and a dramatic shake of your head; not that there was anything wrong with that but you were very much the relationship type, not the get in get out kind of individual. “Yeah, you’re right. I’d probably royally fuck that up anyway.” The thought of ‘keeping things casual’ was a funny one because you truly wouldn’t even know how to do that. You were the double – even triple- texter kind of person, not the play it cool and text them back in three days kind of girl.

Lee Know shakes his empty boba cup, the sound of the ice rattling inside. “Why do you care anyway?” He turns on his heel and starts to walk towards your apartment; he always walked you home after your small boba get-togethers. It was completely unnecessary, you were a grown woman who could take care of herself and it wasn’t like you lived in a shady area, he just felt better knowing you got home safely.

When Lee Know looks at you, you have a sad smile on your face as you attempt to explain how you’ve been feeling and how it’s affected your self-esteem.“Because… When it’s failed date after failed date, I can’t help but wonder if there’s something wrong with me.” You follow quickly behind him, simply observing the back of his head and the square of his shoulders.

Loudly in front of you, Lee Know laughs sardonically. “Please. Why would there be anything wrong with you?” The tone of his voice is tinged with annoyance. 

You shrug your shoulders in a dejected manner, biting the inside of your cheek as you frown. “I haven't kissed in seven years. Do you know how long that is?”

“Seven years.” He answers matter-of-factly. 

With two skips, you catch up to him easily and walk next to him, stride for stride. “That was my last relationship! I was in high school. It’s been that long.” 

Lee Know knows that last relationship well. Truth be told, it was how he and you became such good friends. Your boyfriend at the time was his best friend, but it wasn’t until towards the end of the relationship that you had gotten close. Mostly because he didn’t like that his friend turned out to be a complete asshole; Lee Know wasn’t a fan of how he treated you. After the break up, Lee Know along with your other friends began picking up the pieces and made sure you were okay to stand on your own two feet again. By that time, Lee Know had decided that you weren’t so bad and stuck around. 

Did he have feelings for you at one point? 

For a short bit, but he outgrew them when he found your friendship more important to him than a silly fling that would only last the summer.

A huff of air leaves you as you cross your arms, “I don’t know; maybe I’m just not interesting.”

It grows silent between you two as you make your way back to your apartment building. The silence for you is almost suffocating; Lee Know's lack of reassurance was unnerving. As much as you’d like to believe that you were pretty confident in yourself, there were moments where that confidence wavered and in those times it was hard to come back from that. 

“You are plenty interesting.” Lee Know puts in your apartment building’s front door code and after a buzz of the front door, he opens it for you. 

You let out an annoyed grunt. It seemed like you were just listing all of the issues wrong with you and it definitely wasn’t helping your self esteem. “Then maybe I’m just ugly.”

Mino looks at you in disgust, brows furrowing deeply. “Don’t start.”

“Then what, Lee Know? What’s wrong with me?!” Your voice raises and it bounces off the walls in the narrow hallway, echoing in your ears. 

Lee Know takes his keys out of his pocket, inserting the spare key that you gave him when you moved in and twists your front door unlocked. He holds the door open for you. You hesitate at the entryway before making your way inside, dragging your heels all the way in until you take your shoes off by the door. Lee Know closes the door beside him and shuffles his shoes off. 

He typically doesn’t invite himself in, but you don’t question it; maybe he isn’t done with the conversation. 

You make your way to the small kitchen and lean against the counters. “Sorry, but I’m just saying there has to be a reason why no guy has wanted to kiss me. There has to be something wrong with m–” 

“Will you shut up already?!” Lee Know raises his voice only a couple of decibels, but it’s enough to warrant your shock. In the years that you’ve known him, you’ve never heard him raise his voice like that; maybe in merriment and excitement, but never in anger and frustration.  “There is nothing wrong with you!”

You look at him, sort of recoiled into yourself, still a little taken aback from it all. You don’t answer him, instead you lean away from him, unsure of what to say. 

Now it's your silence that is unnerving to him. 

“And to prove it,” Your best friend takes a couple of steps closer to you, “I’ll do it.” 

It happens quickly. 

Lee Know's right hand cradles your cheek, his left hand on the counter by your side, trapping you in place, as he leans in to dip his head into yours at a slant. In your shock, your lips part slightly and he presses a chaste kiss on them. His lips, soft and pillowy, quickly pull away. 

You stare at Lee Know in front of you, unmoving. He doesn’t wipe his mouth in fake disgust like you expect him to. And though there is no obvious embarrassment or shyness that shows on his face, the tips of his ears glow pink as he clears his throat, trying to diffuse the sudden tension that grows between you two.

“S-so.. what are we now?” Your eyes grow wide with curiosity accompanied by a grin on your lips.

Lee Know rolls his eyes with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He places his palm on the top of your head, ruffling your hair and leaving it a mess as his laughter rumbles in his chest and bounces off your apartment walls. 

He thought those little flips his stomach did whenever you gave him that 1000-watt smile were just were just whispers of attraction, something he could ignore and hide from. 

He thought he was over that silly little crush.

Maybe not.  ⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

an: hi. hope you enjoyed. :) just something light and silly to start it off.

[emeraldserenade]

Omg, They Were Roommates ~ Joaquín Torres

synopsis: You're Joaquín's roommate and childhood best friend, there's always been feelings; yet, you've never acted on them. Or at least not until Joaquín finally snaps.

tw: fem!reader, doctor!reader, reader goes to church with her family (once and it's not specified what religion it is), so many pet names, reader has a wet dream, reader complains about a homophobic and transphobic father she encountered in the ER (he also yells at her and insults her), barely edited.

fic, ficlet, drabble, request

Roommate!Joaquín lives rent free in my head now. This took me HOURS because I kept getting distracted by Grease and Grease: Rise of The Pink Ladies. This is one of the longer things I've written too.

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Joaquín Torres was the bane of your existence, not because he was mean or rude or anyway upsetting. But because he was the opposite, he was nice and sweet and super calming. He was a gentleman, his mother raised him that way.

He would make you your favorite drink and meal when you had a bad day, he would rub your calfs after particularly long days on your feet, and he would always listen to you. He would actively listen to you, giving you advice or comfort depending on what you wanted or needed.

You're not sure when you fell for him, maybe it was a year after living together or maybe it was more recent, or maybe you have since senior year. You just knew that you were majorly screwed once you realized how much you loved him.

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You were the bane of Joaquín's existence, you always have been. Ever since junior prom when Silas Grove asked you to go with him. Joaquín had helped with the whole thing, but the second you said yes, Joaquín had the urge to fight Silas. Joaquín had only ever wanted to fight one other person before that, Joel Martin had cheated on you the year before and you cried to Joaquín about it.

Joaquín had known he loved you since that moment, and when the senior prom came the next year, he asked you to go with him.

"You want to go to prom with me?" You looked away from the mirror where you were doing your eyeliner.

"Yeah, I mean, you were just saying how you didn't want to go alone and no one has asked," Joaquín played it off with a shrug.

"Aren't you supposed to ask Tiffany or whatever her name is to prom?" You questioned.

"That's not her name, but no. She's been telling everyone that I will but I never said I would, and I don't like her like that," Joaquín told you and you gave him a relieved look.

"Oh, thank God. She annoys me," you mumbled. "And yeah, I'll go to prom with you," you told Joaquín, you were about to tack on a joke but Joaquín beat you to it.

"I'll bring flowers and a handmade poster and properly prompose to you," Joaquín told you.

You thought it was a joke, but one Sunday while you were being ushered to the car for church by your mom, Joaquín stood by the car. He had flowers in one hand and the poster in the other, a smile on his face.

"Joaquín, what is going on?" You slowly stepped closer to him as his smile started to become infectious.

"I told you that I would prompose properly, so y/n, would you go to prom with me?" Joaquín asked and you laughed while nodding.

"Of course I will," you took the flowers and stood next to him for the photo your mom insisted on taking. You quickly ran the two things into the house before leaving with your family, plus Joaquín, to church. A look over at Joaquín in the car, and you realized how pretty he actually was. Maybe going to prom with him, maybe falling in love with him, is what fate had for you.

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You typically avoided having girls night at your place, your friends all either lived together, alone, or with their longtime partner, so you always thought having it at yours was pointless. You didn't want to put Joaquín out of the apartment or have him suffer through the giggles and loudness of your night. But Jennie was sick and Kelly didn't want to get anyone else sick, but it was too late for the others to try and get their boyfriends to agree.

"I'll ask Joaquín," you sighed, you felt bad for having to reschedule but also felt bad about possibly making Joaquín uncomfortable.

"Hey, espléndida," Joaquín answered the phone, you weren't sure what he called you but his Spanish nicknames always made your stomach flutter. espléndida = gorgeous

"Hey, is it ok if girls night moves to our house?" You asked, your nerves evident in your voice.

"Of course it is, I told Sam I'd play call of duty with him tonight anyway," Joaquín told you and you let your shoulder's relax.

"Ok, I'll see you when you get home," you hung up with a goodbye. "We can meet at my house," you told them and they all nodded before going back to your lunch.

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"Are you sure you're ok with this?" You questioned Joaquín as you stood in the doorway to his room. He was setting up his desk for his game time over the phone with Sam, he had a few drinks on his desk and a bag full of snacks you got him from the store.

"Cariño, I am more than ok with you having friends over," Joaquín walked over and placed his hands on your upper arms. Cariño = honey

"Ok, if we're too loud, tell me and I'll quiet us down. Oh, and you don't need to stay in here, it's your house too," you added on and Joaquín just gave you a small hug.

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"How come we've never met your roommate?" Kelly questioned you, you looked up at the sudden question with wide eyes and a mouth full of food. You quickly finished chewing so you could answer.

"He's always been at work when we hang out," you explained.

"And now?"

"He's playing with a friend on a game," you told them and Kelly raised her eyebrows at you. "You want to meet him, don't you?" Kelly nodded her head and you had a thought. "I'll bring him some food and when he is done, he'll bring the plate down and you'll at the very least see him," you explained, moving to stand to make him a plate.

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"Joaquín?" You gently cracked the door and saw he was sitting through the best kill replay.

"Hey, querida," Joaquín spun to look at you fully. querida = darling

"I brought you food," you set the plate down on the empty spot of his desk.

"Thank you," Joaquín gently grabbed your hand to pull you into a hug.

"Hm," you hummed, content in his arms.

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"There, done," you told Kelly as you settled back onto the couch and unpaused the movie. You saw Kelly look towards the stairs ever few minutes and proceed to gasp lightly when Joaquín walked down.

"Hey, mi corazón," Joaquín greeted you as he walked behind the couch to the kitchen. You heard Isabella gasp but thought nothing of it. mi corazón = my heart

"Your roommate is hot," Kelly whispered and you just looked at her. "Is he single?"

"I don't think he wants to be," Isabella cut into your conversation before you had time to answer Kelly. They shared a look and seemed to understand that Isabella would tell Kelly later.

"Will you come tell me goodnight after they leave and before you go to bed?" Joaquín asked in your ear as he passed and you nodded.

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"Joaquín," you pushed the door open and found Joaquín lounging in bed playing Minecraft off his Playstation. You were freshly showered, your hair wet and soaking the shoulders and back of your shirt and your feet in a pair of fluffy socks Joaquín got you for Christmas. "I'm headed to-" you stopped your sentence when you saw what world Joaquín was on. "Hey! You said you wouldn't build without me!" You complained and Joaquín held up the second controller.

"Forgive me?" Joaquín gave you his puppy dog eyes and you relented.

"Always," you jumped into his bed and pressed your side to his, waiting for him to connect your controller to the account he made for you.

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Joaquín had you laid out on his bed, your shorts and panties were discarded a while ago. Your shirt crumpled under Joaquín's knees for padding as he ate you out.

"Joaquín," you moaned as you came, your voice broken and raw. Joaquín had pulled two orgasams from you, but his teasing knew no end in the beginning. You watched as he rose from his kneeling position and undid his belt and pants, his fingers hooked into the band of both his pants and boxers. You sat up to help him, your hands reaching to move his away.

Your alarm ripped you from your dream and you groaned in annoyance. It would be that kind of day, your panties were soaked and you were now wound up. You didn't have time to fix your situation and that just made you more annoyed.

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Joaquín watched as you stormed into the house and aggressively toed your shoes off. You grumbled to yourself as you progressively stripped off your scrubs as you made your way to your room. Joaquín waited until he heard your bathroom door shut before venturing into your room to collect the rest of your clothes for the washer.

"Joaquín!" You called for him after stepping into your shower and throwing a shower curtain over the glass door so he couldn't see you.

"Yes, espléndida?" Joaquín walked into your bathroom, bringing your desk chair in to sit on.

"Can I just rant to you?" Your voice indicated that you were leaning down to grab a handful of shampoo.

"Always," he told you and you started just almost immediately.

"Thank you," you breathed out first. "It started out fine, or at least as fine as it can be in a hospital. The patients that are currently staying in the hospital for one reason or another were nice today, sure they're almost never happy to be there but they weren't yelling at us. Then I got called to help where I could in the ER during the last hour of my shift, and that's where it went to shit. This man came in yelling about where his son was and one of the nurses was trying to help him; however, it turns out that it was his daughter that has transitioned. Down to her name on all her legal documents and I told him that she is his daughter! He refused to call her by her name and since she's an adult, she can refuse to see him. Which she did and since I was her assigned doctor, I had to tell him! And he started yelling at me, calling he all kinds of names," you huffed and stopped talking for a minute, by the way you took a deep breath let Joaquín know that you were washing your face.

Joaquín took the moment of silence to calm himself, he was fuming just from you telling him about the man. Joaquín couldn't stop himself from telling you his thoughts about the situation. "How dare he call himself a father! And then proceed to yell at you," Joaquín tried to hide his anger but you heard it.

"I know! Ellie, that's his daughter's name, deserves a better father! She's only 18, Joaquín! 18 and her mother died only last year, and she's stuck with him!" You ranted some more, moving on to your body wash. "I told her that I would see her tomorrow and I will. If I see him again, I'll probably yell at him," you sighed as you finished washing the soap off your body and shut the water off. It was Joaquín's cue to get up and leave the bathroom, he waited on the edge of your bed as you dried off and walked out in your towel. You walked past Joaquín, the smell of your body wash wafting over him. He trailed your movements with his eyes as you stopped in front of your dresser and slipped on panties and a matching bralette on while shielding yourself with your towel.

You glanced down at what you were wearing and decided that it was no worse than your swimsuit. You put your towel away and missed the way Joaquín's eyes traced every part of you, from the swell of your ass to the slope of your breasts, it was downright sinful. Sure, you were showing no more than you did when you, Sam, and Joaquín went to the beach in Delacroix, but it felt more intimate. Between him sitting in the bathroom, listening to you talk about your day, to you just simply walking around so vulnerable around him has him thinking about a soft domestic life with you.

"...and then when I left he was sitting outside waiting for me so he could yell at me some more," Joaquín caught the tail end of your sentence and he realized he had really been zoned out. "Anyway, how was your day?" You fell down on your bed, now in an oversized shirt, forgoing shorts or pants.

"Fine," Joaquín said as he turned to face you, reaching out to rub our calfs. Both to help any pain you might have and to keep himself from touching you somewhere less platonic. "Sam and I just sat in the office all day doing paperwork," Joaquín told you, shifting when you let out a soft moan. One you thought you had successfully stifled by shoving your face into your pillow.

"Hm, sounds boring," you struggled to say as Joaquín focused on a knot in your leg.

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"There you are!" The man from yesterday yelled as you walked of the building on your lunch break. You just wanted air but he was there ready to yell. "You-" he was cut off by Joaquín walking up.

"Angel, there you are!" Joaquín purposefully pushed the guy away from you and pulled you into a hug. "Just go with it," he whispered in your ear.

"Hey, love, what are you doing here?" You questioned, going along with whatever Joaquín was doing without question.

"I came to visit you for lunch," Joaquín pulled away and kept using his body to shield you from the man. "It's in my car actually," Joaquín told you and wrapped his arm around your waist to bring you with him.

"Thank you," you leaned your head against Joaquín as you two walked.

"I almost yelled at him," Joaquín admitted and you smiled up at him as you reached the car.

"Would have been hot," you said it before thinking but laughed as soon as it left your lips, trying to play it off as a joke.

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"Hey, Ellie," you walked into the barely an adult's room. "Wanna meet Falcon?" You questioned as you went to check everything you needed to.

"Wait, seriously?" Ellie sat up a bit and you nodded.

"Mhm," your hum was enough to get Joaquín to walk into the room. Ellie and him got into a conversation and you smiled at them both before leaving.

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Joaquín ended up staying the whole day with Ellie, you had to kick him out two hours before your shift ended because he did end up yelling at Ellie's father.

"Joaquín Torres, you almost got the police called on you," you said as you walked into the house.

"What would have the police done to me, you know, Falcon?" Joaquín asked and you huffed a laugh.

"I would say arrest you but I think you could have charmed your way out of it," you mused, sitting down on the couch. You kicked your legs up on his lap and he handed you a cup from the side table. You smiled and blew him a kiss when you realized what it was.

"Think so?" He winked at you and you let out a louder laugh.

"Mhm," you hummed as you pulled your cup back to your lips. Joaquín watched as you took a sip and licked your lips for the remaining liquid.

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"Mi corazón, can you come here?" Joaquín questioned, girls night was happening in the house again.

"Yeah," you called up the stairs, you walked up and found Joaquín standing in his doorway.

"If I look in your room, will I find my missing air force hoodie?" Joaquín leaned against the doorframe and you thought about how sinful he looked. Shirtless with his grey sweats and damp hair with his hair and tousled from him towel drying it.

"I, uh, no?" It came out a lot more unsure than you wanted but you were ovulating and he looked so good.

"That sounded like a question," Joaquín raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, you won't find it in there," you managed to tell him. "It's probably in my office," you pointed to the door of the bedroom you two had converted into an office for you.

"Your office huh?" Joaquín walked to the door and pushed it open, he pointedly made sure to not look at any of the files you had out and grabbed the hoodie off your chair.

"Need anything else?" You licked your lips and you saw the smirk on Joaquín's face.

"Nothing else, baby," he told you with an extra rasp and deepness to his voice. You just dumbly nodded before padding back down the stairs.

"Oh, he's in love," Jennie teased you and you just stared at her.

"Fuck, I'm ovulating and he's shirtless," you mumbled and the girls howled in laughter.

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"You know he calls you 'my heart' a lot, right?" Isabella questioned, she was laid out on the couch, her head resting against your thigh. You were leaning against the arm of the couch with your legs off to the side and bent.

"Does he?" You looked down at her and pushed your fingers into her hair, running your nails against her scalp.

"Girl, what do you think mi corazón means?" Isabella looked into your eyes.

"Uh, I've never really thought about it. He's been calling me that since high school, along with everything else," you admitted and you watched her, Jennie, and Kelly all sit up.

"What?" The three shouted in unison.

"Everything ok?" Joaquín shouted from the top of the stairs.

"Yeah, everything's fine!" You called back, shooting the girls a glare. "Would you guys keep it down?" You hissed light heartedly.

"Girl, he's in love with you!" Isabella light heartedly sneered back.

"No way," you denied.

"Ask him when we leave, I bet you 20 dollars that he is," Isabella held her hand towards you and you took it.

"She's gonna chicken out," Kelly mused and you couldn't argue with her, she was right.

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You did chicken out, you instead said your good night to Joaquín and went about your business. It was later in the night that you saw Joaquín again, you were rooting around in between the couch cushions looking for your lost phone. You didn't even realize it was missing until a few minutes ago, you were too busy showering and trying to not to have ovulation induced thoughts about Joaquín.

"You ok?" Joaquín's voice startled you.

"Yeah, just looking for my phone," you mumbled, trying, and failing, to not look at his abs.

"This one?" Joaquín pulled your phone from his sweatpants pocket.

"Yeah, why do you have it?" You walked to him to grab it but he lifted his hand up and away from your grab.

"You left it in my room when you came by earlier," he told you. "Gonna nicely ask for it back? Or do I have to make you?" You weren't fully convinced that this wasn't a dream.

"Joaquín, will you please give me what I want?" You fluttered your lashes at him, purposefully leaving it vague. Whether this was a dream or not, you would try everything to get what you wanted.

"Which is?" Joaquín lowered his head slightly, his lips just barely brushing yours. You tried to get closer but he pulled away a little as you moved. "Gotta use your words, baby," Joaquín gently tossed your phone to the overstuffed chair to his right.

"Joaquín Torres, will you just kiss me?" Joaquín surged forward and captured your lips with his. He pulled your hips flush to his and you tried to follow his lips as he pulled away.

"I love you," he mumbled. "I have since junior year," he admitted.

"Senior year, in the car on the way to church after you promposed to me. I've loved you since then," you told him.

"All that time, all that time and I could have been with you?" Joaquín mumbled against your lips.

"I guess we have time to make up for, huh?" You pressed closer, leaving no space between you two.

"Yeah, I guess we do," he said before his lips were back on yours.

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Masterlist | Requests

[kyojurokoibito]

HI UH— I saw you had requests open, but if you don’t want to do this go ahead and ignore it! here’s the request: I was wondering if I could get a Drabble or headcanon (I don’t mind) of Zenitsu’s S/o, who usually kindly declines his presses for marriage saying it’s too soon, suddenly turning the tables and asking HIM for marriage when he does something super suave or sweet? I could see this person denying it after tbh— that’s all thank you!! Good luck in college :>

"A Cup Full of Love"

Pairing(s): zenitsu agatsumu x reader

Synopsis: zenitsu asks for your hand in marriage everyday, which you always politely decline. imagine his surprise when you ask to marry him!

Genre: fluff, slight crack

Warning(s): n/a

Rori's Notes: IM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT ANON😭! thank you for the request! i actually really like writing for zenitsu, so i'm glad you sent it! and thank you love, college is going great! going into the spring semester of junior year, so it's flying bye lol! this one is kinda short, but i hope you enjoy! <3

once zenitsu is finally able to call you his, he's never letting you go!

he has been pining after you for a while. your gentle nature immediately pulled him towards you, and it didn't take long you both to become friends

you're not a slayer, but you are an extremely skilled healer and work alongside shinobu and aoi in the butterfly mansion. you were eager to learn the ways of medicine from the insect hashira, and she was just as eager to teach.

"oh my, you catch on quick! everyone is sure to make a speedy recovery with you around" shinobu praised you with a clap of her hands as she watched you make medicines, and you gave a small, yet proud, smile."th-thank you, lady shinobu!"

one day, the three butterfly triplets came running up to you in a panic. "y/n! y/n! y/n! come quickly!"

you stopped hanging the freshly washed blankets on the clothes and looked at the three girls, "girls, what's the matter?" you furrowed your eyebrows, looking at the three as they proceed to drag you off into the mansion. "the thunder boy, zenitsu, needs medical attention," one girl proclaims. "but no one can get him to take his medicine," calls another. "even aoi is struggling," shouted the third girl.

as the tugged you further down the hallway, you could hear a boy's screaming become louder. "DON'T MAKE ME TAKE THAT AWFUL MEDICINE!!! I HATE ITTTTT!!!" a lot of noise could be heard, and you heard aoi shout in return as zenitsu slapped the medicine out of her hand. "THE QUICKER YOU TAKE IT THE QUICKER YOU GET OUTTA HERE! QUIT BEING DIFFICULT!!! YOU DO THIS EVERYTIME!!!"

hesitantly, you stepped into the room. unfortunately, as you stepped in, the cup that was slapped out of aoi's hand made violent contact with your nose, causing your eyes to water

"ouch!" your outburst caused the screaming duo to look at you. "lady y/n," aoi ran to you, holding your face. "are you alright?!" you delicately held your nose, nodding slightly. "m-mhm...s'not too bad, don't worry. and i thought i said not to call me that..." she paid your last statement no mind as she turned to glare at the thunder breather. "zenitsu, you idiot! you hurt her!"

as the girls checked up on you, zenitsu felt like he was in a trance

you were the most beautiful girl he's ever laid eyes on. your eyes seemed so gentle, no matter who or what you were looking at; he could stare into them all day. he continued to stare at you, only coming out of his trance once he saw you walking towards him.

"so, what's the issue–um, zenitsu, yes?" your voice was so gentle! even after he just launched a cup to your nose! oh my gosh, you're sitting on his bed! you're so close!

"i..." he paused before throwing his arms around you, burrying his face into your stomach and squeezing you tight. "PLEASE MARRY ME!!!"

huh? marriage?

aoi and the triplets tried to pry him off of you,"LET HER GO THIS INSTANT!" aoi, shouted. "stop this!" the triplets tried to reason."NO WAY! IF I LET HER GO I'LL DIE ALONE! IS THAT WHAT YOU ALL WANT?!?!

so...that's how you met

ever since that day, zenitsu asked for your hand in marriage everyday. you always laughed it off, "at our age? we're far too young for marriage, silly." until one day, you smiled, held his hand and responded with, "how about...we date each other for a while and see if marriage is in our future together 'nitsu."

zenitsu.exe. stopped working

"wait...REALLY?!?! YOU WANNA DATE ME?!?!" zenitsu's jaw couldn't seem to pick his jaw off the floor, gaping at your gentle smile. "of course i do...i-if you'll have me." of course he would! why wouldn't he?!

and that was the start of your beautiful relationship

no matter how many time you say it, however, he still asks for your hand in marriage.

oh, you just so happen to walk past him? "y/n, please marry me!" "sorry 'nitsu, it's too soon." you're hanging up blankets, on the clothes line? he's appearing beneath a blanket with a bouquet of flowers, "y/n, i kindly ask for your hand in marriage!" you stifled your giggle with your hand before cupping his face into your hands and kissing his flushed cheek. "m'sorry love, we're still too young."

later in the relationship, however, you began to catch zenitsu sitting on the floor, his attention intently focused on something in his lap. "hello, zenny." your voice startled him. "eek! oh, y/n-chan hi! what–uh–what brings you here?" your bottom lip jutted out slightly in confusion before trying to peek over his shoulder. "i..live here and...treat people? whatcha workin on?" he quickly turned around, hiding something behind his back. "NOTHING!"

0_0 = your face

"u-um...alright then..." this became a common occurrence, as it happened multiple times a day. anytime you'd ask what he was doing you got the same response, or he would just get up and run. leaving you confused and dumbfounded

until the day you finally got to see what he had been working on, and it melted your heart...

"you know," you started as you were wrapping bandages around the circumference of your boyfriend's head. "the other girls are skilled with this too. it doesn't always have to be me to patch you up, 'nitsu."

your statement may as well have gone in one ear and out the other. however, you couldn't stop the soft smile that etched across your face as you watched zenitsu subconsciously lean into your touch with his usual lovestruck smile.

"but then i get to spend more time with you, y/n-chan. besides," he nuzzled his cheek into your palm, causing you to laugh. "you're always gentle when you do it. aoi is too harsh!"

you lifted an eyebrow. "probably because you are a difficult patient."

"whAt?! i am not!"

you fondly shook your head, continuing to wrap his head in comfortable silence. as you finished bandaging him, you smiled announcing a cheerful "done!" you began to tidy up the bandages and ointments you had strewn on the bed, putting them away.

zenitsu watched you with tender eyes, fiddling with something under the blankets. he knows he's said it to many girls by now, but he truly feels like he could spend the rest of his life with you. he knows you're both young, but he believes he's old enough to know what he wants. however, he is also mindful of your wanting to wait until you're older. which is why...

"y/n-chan," he smiled at the gentle hum you gave in response. "i...i have something i want to give you."

you put the remaining bandages in a drawer before making your way back to the bed zenitsu was resting in, sitting next to him. you tilted your head, "what is it?"

zenitsu carefully pulled the object from beneath the blanket, bringing it into view. he held it out to you, urging you to take it. you looked down at it, carefully observing it.

a cup.

gingerly taking it from him, "zenny," you couldn't help but burst into laughter once you realized what it was. "is this the cup you hit me in the face with when we first met?"

"h-hey!" his face flushed in embarrassment. "don't think of it like that! to me...it's the very thing that made me lay eyes on your for the first time." he gestured to the cup, causing you to inspect it some more. "and it led to a lot of great moments with you..."

you nearly cried.

littered all around the cup, were small paintings. paintings of moments throughout your relationship. the time he launched this very cup into your nose, the first time you took care of him after a mission, the first date, even the time inosuke was chasing you and zenitsu carried you out of "harm's way." and in the mix of the small scenes were mini butterflies and lightning bolts.

honestly, the lines were pretty wobbly, and the brush work wasn't the best. but you didn't care about any of that. not in the slightest. he managed to capture some of the sweetest moments of your relationship on the very object that sparked your relationship.

without a doubt, this was the sweetest thing anyone has done for you.

you gently cupped zenitsu's face in your hands, pulling him closer to you and softly pressing a kiss to his lips. your kisses were always so soft and sweet, just like you, and they nearly made him faint(he actually did faint the first time you two kissed).

"nitsu," you pulled away, caressing his cheek with your thumb. "we should get married." a beat of silence passed.

"...HUH?!?! Y-Y-YOU WANT TO—?!?!"

he fainted.

you watched in disbelief as zenitsu fell back onto the soft bed, his cheeks slightly red, knocked out cold. with a delightful sigh and a shake of your head, you stood up, careful not to wake him.

"oh well," you pulled the blanket over him before planting a gentle kiss to his forehead.

"we can talk about it some more when you wake up."

[educatedsimps]

— Suna drabble (he shouldn't be this hot)

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a/n: Good morning, people! It's nearly half past midnight but my brain is currently overrun with thoughts of the one and only Suna Rintaro so watch me simp here 😏 -Jo, 6 June 2024

This was all because of that Ishikawa reel you saw on instagram omggg

firstly, we only see Suna in season 4 but he's made such a huge impression on us because...

He's the silent hot boy type

You notice his obsession to film the most interesting/funny things e.g. whenever the Miya twins fight etc imo that's just him being observant and trying to capture memories so like, if he was your boyfriend/husband, he'd definitely make time and effort to capture special moments with you

His flashbacks when Kita steps onto the court just demonstrate that he's someone who tries to find shortcuts (when possible) to complete his tasks (lazy hot?? but also not quite??) The fact is that even if he doesn't find an easier way out, he still continues to press on to finish whatever task is at hand

Sometime in S4, Ukai Junior says that Suna's one of the shortest middle blockers but that he's super effective in both his blocking and spiking strategies because because BECAUSE HIS CORE MUSCLES ARE WELL BUILT ASQWDEFGSEFRGHD YES, HE HAS ABS. AND I'M POSITIVELY CERTAIN THAT THEY'RE ROCK HARD OKAY (fictional characters making me go feral?? Y E S) also WHAT EVEN HE'S OVER 1.85 METRES TALL PRE-TIMESKIP GUESS WHAT - HE'S 1.91 METRES TALL POST-TIMESKIP QWFEGWQDTFYGH

all in all, mister Suna enchants me because he's observant, he would make me tremble and shiver in real life if he simply glances at me At the same time, you kinda end up fantasising about this mysterious guy who sorta keeps to himself (compared to the twins cuz they're just loud LOL) You would want to know more about this guy albeit discreetly because you wouldn't want him to think that you're a creepy weirdo stalker. If he's managing Inarizaki's volleyball team account, he's definitely gonna post some funny-arse stuff about the twins too I guess that's it for my simp post!! it's like simping for Meian Shugo all over again AND THIS MAN HAS THE AUDACITY TO NOT EVEN BE ANIMATED YET AAAAAAAAA

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[inspired-by-the-music]

Have you ever caught somebody staring at you? When I locked eyes with somebody in the audience tonight, I remembered that you were the first person who ever noticed me. It’s weird to say that I remembered since I have never forgotten. I guess I mean to say that I thought about you tonight, and I wonder—do you ever think about me? Do you still have those pictures you took of me? Do you ever look at them? I hope you do.

These days, I worry that if I ever see one of those pictures again, I won’t recognize myself. If we meet again, can you tell me that I haven’t aged a day? Can you tell me that I look and sound exactly as you remember? Can you tell me that your love for me hasn’t changed?

I know that I am asking too much of you. I shouldn’t expect you to tell me lies. I shouldn’t write to you after so much time has passed and hope that you have kept the promises we never made. Still, I hope.

Yours eternally,

Yesung

[savvymantis]

The world is filled with joy and whimsy again and it’s all thanks to your Junior Part 2 fic

Like,,,omg?? That fic is the most hilarious, wholesome shit I have ever read in my entire life. I’d read a whole saga of just exhausted sire Ratchet adjusting to this eager sparkling that now follows him like a puppy - I’d subscribe to whatever subscription service I’d buy the book series, five star material and I won’t hear different!

Not a request more a drabble cuz this fic has altered my brain chemistry, but I please know the bits with Smokescreen in the fic were so good! Poor guy! I can vividly see him babysitting Junior one time, and when he takes him back to Ratchet Smokescreen turns to Junior like “Okay, show him your Ratchet face!~” and the sparkling does the most perfect imitation of Ratchet’s grumpy expression. Like- Smokescreen would go out of his WAY to tease Ratchet about being sire and would do something like this (sidenote Ratchet banned him from babysitting Junior ever again)

Or alternatively, Smokescreen trying to spend time with Junior but Junior begins sadly beeping and wooing his sirens, and Smokescreen is all like “Aw hey little guy it’s okay, it’s just me, Smokescr-” and then Ratchet materialises into existence with a scowl, takes Junior into his hands without a word - not breaking eye contact with Smokescreen - Juniors sirens stop, and Ratchet just walks off. Smokescreens sparkling time has expired 

Sorry for rambling I JUST LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH IT IS SO PRECIOUS TO ME AND I LOVE IT THANK YOU FOR SHARING IT WITH THE FANDOM!!

ahhhh thank you!

that's so sweet of you to say! i'm glad you liked my little guy fic cause i loveeeee writing for little guys and their unprepared parents lolol especially ratchet cause he's the BEST!!

smokescreen is like a fun older brother, bumblebee too, but the pair won't really get on Junior's "good side" for a while because they are in that baby phase where only sire and carrier will do, no one else!! they do not want anyone else!

eventually, tho, Junior's eyes are opened to the fantastic mischief of two super fast older brothers and they get into sooooo much trouble while Ratchet discovers it's possible for cybertronians to get ulcers from stress lolol

[ateez-himari]

Hello! I’ve been kind of a silent reader for a while, but I’m trying to show some more love to my favorite accounts more. I really just wanted to say that I really love your account and your OC. I also think it’s really cool how you still find time to post content even with university work. I’m not sure what your major is, but I still find it really admirable that you put out such good writing while also juggling university work, probably a job, and a social life. You also post super regularly, and I always look forward to when I’m able to read your new content!

With that being said, take care of yourself and good luck with university! I’m a junior in college rn and it’s taking everything in me to fight the burn out😔

Hi there! This is genuinely so nice, I wasn't having the best evening (I also worked the closing shift) so this was the last thing I expected to find in my inbox but this is so sweet 🥹Thank you for taking time to say all of this!! 🥰

I've never said anything too personal on there except for revealing my name, but I'm actually a second year clinical psychology major (you can see where Hima's new major came from 🤭), and you're most definitely right, I do have a part time job! My mind has an incredibly active imagination which really helps with the regular posting (except for drabbles which take more time) and seeing you all enjoying whatever I put out makes me feel so happy. I was actually pretty shy to interact with people through asks (or anonymous messages) at first but you're all so nice and supportive!

I completely understand what you're saying, first year was very overwhelming, but it's all about finding the rhythm that fits you! Since it's not high school where everything is already structured for you, you can finally find what works for you; what type of studying, what schedule, just try to take full advantage of what free time you have (play a game you like, watch videos that really interest you, GO OUTSIDE AND WALK - I promise it genuinely helps). If you're burning out then taking things one step at a time is the best solution. Create schedules for yourself where you give yourself certain days/time slots to study or complete assignments and during those times focus fully on that course/task, not whatever else you have going on and realize that grades DO NOT MAKE YOU. In first year one of my professors said something that really marked me; she said that in university/college, a 70 is amazing because of how prone people are to burn out, how much they have going on, how hard the work is, etc. In first year you don't necessarily have to pass with flying colors, just pass with enough to make yourself think "you know what, yeah I did it" (I'm not usually very good at voicing advice but hopefully it helped at least a bit! 🩷)

Please take care of yourself, HYDRATE WELL, EAT WELL and get plenty of rest!

[koolades-world]

Hi I'm so sad right now and I want to be sadder so may I request like a hurt/comfort drabble about Mammon and Lucifer with teen or younger mc. So it goes like Mammon is super close with mc who unconsciously does things that reminds him of Lilith, then Mammon goes to Lucifer for comfort because he feels like he's using mc to feel like Lilith is still there. Something like that💧UEH😭UEG☹️🥺UEHY🥺UEH😭UEHS😞UEHE💦UUEHUE😢UEH💦USUEH😭UEG☹️💦UEHY🥺UEH😭UEHS😞UEHE😢UUEH💧UE😢UEHUS take your time Ily

hi haha

you know my true weakness: teen mc and dadcifer, but this time with a dash of older brother mams

tell me why i wrote placeholder as a placeholder for a title, then actually grew to really like it so i kept it...

enjoy <3

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As Mammon walked through the outlet mall, he couldn't help but be drawn to the clothes put on show. He had some time to kill before his next photoshoot, so he popped into a couple of the stores he liked the displays of. As he browsed the store, he meandered through the various sections, leafing through what they had for sale.

However, soon enough he found himself in the juniors section, and he held up an awfully familiar brown jacket to get a better look at it. It was almost identical to the one he was currently wearing. His heart melted at the though of how happy this jacket might make you. He knows you'd die to match with him and his iconic jacket. Not even glancing at the price, he took it up to the register and paid for it on the spot.

He already knew exactly how you'd react. As soon as his photoshoot was over, he took his earning and the new jacket home. You met him at the door, as you usually did, eagar to tell him about what you'd done while he was gone. He let you, and once you reached a lull in the conversation, he presented you with the gift. You were overjoyed and accepted it with glee, just as he thought you would. Part of him was always afraid you might not like it, but your reaction crushed the fear every time.

You immediately insisted the two of you needed to go out in your new matching jackets, to which he proposed the two of you go out for dinner and dessert. It was Belphie's night to cook, and neither of you really cared for his cooking. Even though it was a little early for dinner, you rushed off the get changed, leaving him standing alone in the foyer.

As soon as you were gone, an eerie stillness filled the room. All of the gusto he'd been filled with left him all alone with his thoughts. He really did care for you, and he enjoyed doing things that made you happy, but something about the entire situation felt wrong. He didn't have long to dwell on that feeling and what it might be, because you were calling for him. He followed the sound of your voice, decided to forget about that for now.

That evening, he enjoyed his dinner and dessert with you, like promised. You had a great time, and he was happy he was able to give that to you. After you went off to bed, he was filled with that deep dread again. He sat alone in his room for a while, absentmindedly wiping down the window of his car, lost in thought. Before he realized it, it was closing on on two am. He was interrupted by a gentle knock on his bedroom door. Assuming it was you, he told them to just come on in. After throwing down the window cleaner on his bed, he turned to the sound of the shutting door.

"Lucifer? What are you still doing awake?" Mammon rubbed his face.

"I could ask you the same thing." Lucifer crossed his arms, and took a seat on the edge of his bed. "Are you alright?" His words froze Mammon to the spot.

"What do you mean?" There were hundreds of responses he could've given, but he wasn't sure why that's the one he chose to give.

"You heard me." Mammon admired his brother's persistence in most situations, but it was times like this that made him wish Lucifer would be able to drop something.

"I... I don't know." He felt himself faltering under the questioning of his elder brother.

"It's about Mc, isn't it?" Lucifer had seen right through him

"Was it that obvious?" Mammon asked.

"No. I just had a feeling. I miss her too, you know." Mammon sharply inhaled and look up to meet his brother's eyes. Lucifer was staring straight at him as soon as he did.

"I feel awful. I can't place it but I think they remind me too much of her." The both of them knew who the she they were referring to. All of the little things added up, and they were all just like what Lilith used to do. Neither of them could find it in themselves to say her name though.

Lucifer was silent for a second. At first Mammon thought he was doomed, that he was beyond saving. "Well, they are still Mc to you, right?" Mammon was taken a little aback by his question.

"Well, yeah." He wasn't quite sure how to respond.

"Then there isn't a need to worry, Mammon. It becomes a problem when you can't discern one from the other. Don't start to pretend they're her. Mc is unique and even if we wish it, they'll never be her, and that's alright." Lucifer placed a comforting hand on his younger brother's shoulder.

"Yer right." Mammon let out a deep breath.

"If you continue to have this feeling, try to finds ways to separate them mentally. I speak from experience." Lucifer rubbed small circles where his hand.

"Thanks. I love yer honesty, you know that? I can always count on you." Mammon stood up, brushing himself off. His words struck him right where it hurt. "I need something to eat. You coming?" He held out his hand to his brother.

"I'll be there in a moment." Lucifer feigned a smile, which seemed to make Mammon happy.

"Don't be long. I'm not getting any less hungry." Mammon left the room, looking much better than he had previously, but Lucifer felt the same. Oddly empty, and melancholy. He'd never had the courage to tell his brothers the truth about Lilith. He sat in Mammon's room, alone, thinking for a moment.

He could revisit that later. Mammon was expecting him. Lucifer packed away his thoughts in the box in his head that they belonged in. With that, he got up and made the move to head downstairs to join Mammon in whatever shenanigan he was preparing. He could at least look forward to time with his dearest brother.

[weirdestbooks]

Countryhumans Oneshots

The United States of Idiots: [Non-Canon]

50 Times the States Did Something Super Dumb and Funny. And America's Reaction to His Kids Being Crackheads.

Sleepy Twin:

Delaware is tired and decides to take a nap on his twin New York.

Coffee:

In America’s household, there is one rule. Don’t touch the Coffee Trio’s coffee.

Bonding:

Delaware tries to bond with one of the newest territories, Hawaii.

Bonus Scene From Chapter 5 of Secrecy and Deception:

"A British man talking about how the Declaration of Independence was important and great. He almost laughed but was not able to hold back giggles. Dad also looked incredibly amused by that. Britain would probably be getting a call from Dad laughing about this." -Missouri, Secrecy and Deception

Americanized:

Oklahoma used to be the Indian Territory. Now, he's an American State that wants nothing to do with them. What happened to cause this? Based on @walkingtalkingcountries' headcanons!

Languages:

America is very tired and forgets English.

A Reckoning With Oneself:

Ireland is a very catholic nation and over a thousand years old. Therefore, being queer and accepting queerness is hard for him.

The Living Ghost of a Long Dead Brother:

Sweden meets her long-dead half-brother.

Sammy and Sammy Junior:

Polynesia is a very close family. They visit each other and hang out often. It's a shame when one of those meetings goes a bit sour due to an accident.

America and the Struggles of Having a Human Face:

America has body dysmorphia. It's not something he's handled well.

The Frozen State: [Non-Canon]

Lake Superior. Beautiful, but deadly. Michigan learned that the hard way.

Camping is Deadly:

Florida is a great brother and friend. He's just not the best person to go camping with.

Dog Therapy:

Alaska gives his nephew therapy with the help of his dogs.

Concerned Family:

New Zealand was abused. He doesn’t think so. His family is concerned.

Arson:

California likes fire. They also hate their brother.

Human Perceptions:

Sometimes New Jersey just wants to pretend to be human. That does make things awkward when his human friends start talking about his family though.

A Dead Man's Flag:

Delaware was the reincarnation of the son of Forest Finns. Due to his reincarnation-caused amnesia, he has very limited memories of the man he calls isä. But a gift from his uncle might spark a new memory to return. More importantly, he had a physical trace of his father.

Fuck Tourists:

Hawaii hates tourists. America gets her a shirt.

Fear:

Illinois is haunted by the threats of the mob, not that his roommate is aware. That won’t stop Michigan from comforting him as the nightmares awaken him again and again.

United States of Ameridad: [Non-Canon]

America is a dad, and he loves helping and caring for each and every one of his kids.

Hawaii and the Celtic Nations:

Hawaii visits the Celtic Nations, oblivious to their family ties.

The Sign:

Germany has a funny sign. So does his father.

Finland's Wings:

Finland gets a new flag. In doing so, he also gets a pair of wings.

The Thoughts of an Empire:

Russian Empire was an awful person. He didn’t think of his son as a son. Just as a tool.

Southern Neighbors:

Texas has a problem

impermanently:

An angry man shoots and kills New York. It’s the first time a state dies.

The Burn Recovery:

Alaska is hurt badly. Luckily, he always has his dad to help him.

Nieuw York:

New Netherlands was murdered a long time ago. It’s really unfortunate who found her body.

The Parental Sibling:

Delaware is sick. Luckily he has a big brother/father figure who can look after him

What's the Worst Way to Punish an Introvert?:

Sometimes child abuse isn't as apparent as it seemed. Take this case of Finland and the Russian Empire.

America and his Cat:

Just a little America drabble.

Tulips: [Non-canon]

Canada is picking up his boyfriend from the airport so they can spend a week together. (Not canon to my countryhumans universe, this is a requested oneshot)

The Fire Pokémon Club:

Five countries have the ability to create fire. So why not make a club?

India Gets Revenge:

India does not like the curry that exists in England. She really shouldn't.

The Fires of Hatred and Passion Are Much the Same:

France and Britain are somewhat enemies. However as time goes on, they become fonder and fonder of each other.

An Old Friendship:

Morocco was the first country to recognize America's independence. The two countries have been firm friends ever since.

The Outlier of Oceania:

Madagascar is not Polynesian, but her sister, French Polynesia, seems determined to drag her to Polynesian family reunions anyway.

The Boston Christmas Tree:

On the hundredth anniversary of the Halifax Explosion, Massachusetts and Nova Scotia meet again in Boston.

ASEAN Nonsense:

A typical ASEAN meeting can be very exhausting for it's namesake.

The Funky Gender of the Northern Carolina:

North Carolina has a strange relationship with her gender.

The Place of Origin:

North Carolina is the home of her father's birthplace. They talk about that.

Alba agus A Mac:

Scotland adores his son, the personification of the Orcadians.

York and Jay:

New York and New Jersey have a sibling rivalry. Sometimes, it feels too real for New Jersey.

Meeting Mississippi:

The time has come for the US states to meet their newest sister, Mississippi.

When the Father Had Power [Non-Canon]:

When America goes back in time, he confronts the man who raised him.

The Dragon's (Grand)Son:

A talk with Wales ends up with Britain gaining dragon traits. They learn to adjust.

A Drowned Out Voice:

The District of Columbia had always been different from her siblings. That difference always made her feel so alone.

Sammy's Crush:

American Samoa has been crushing on Fauna for months. Will he finally have the courage to ask them out?

Panic Attacks and Drunkenness

United States has trauma from the 1814 Burning of Washington. It's a shame that trauma is so easily triggered.

An Older Sister

Virginia didn't expect to become an older sister again. That didn't mean she wasn't excited about it.

The Night Sky

San Marino had always loved looking up at the stars. So when they began to fade away, he panicked.

Autonomous Menaces

Northern Ireland hates getting dragged into the UK's nonsense. Unfortunately for her, Wales and Scotland are intent on dragging her in anyway.

Estranged Son

Britain and America have a very estranged relationship. That doesn't mean they can't be close.

Past Accents

South Carolina and Australia have a strange history with each other's accents

Estranged Brothers

North Korea and South Korea never got along much. But they still loved each other anyway.

Christians Thing [non-canon]

A gift for a friend

Familial

Cornwall makes her relative a gift while thinking about his nature.

The Deepest Betrayal

Hawaiʻi has something to say to the United States. He's happy to hear that she is adjusting to life as an American territory, before he realizes something is off about his drink.

What Empires Can Lose

Britain and France are both old empires that have seen and lost a lot. That can be hard to deal with.

This Beast Has Grown Horns

The day Idaho learned she was growing antlers was the worst day of her life. It was the day she was marked as abnormal and strange. She hated every minute of it.

Three Parents

America knew he hadn't always been there for his children. So he shouldn't have been surprised to learn that Massachusetts and Virginia had parented them for him.

[spikedsoul]

Can I please request a sequel to the small Drabble you wrote on Bowser meeting his future children, the Koopalings and Junior? Only this time they accidentally brought one more person on their mission, their baby sister. Who somehow snuck on the back of one of their shells, and she can’t even WALK yet. Quick no one tell Queen Mama! 🤣

((I'm super sorry this is so late😭hopefully this makes up for it......................................))

Bowser rubbed his face as he listened to those crazy koopa kids bickering outside his room. This was the second time they'd found him, once again claiming to be his kids from the future... yet there was still zero indication Peach would give it up... wait.

Didn't they tell him last time that he needed to give up on Peach? He would never! But it probably isn't a bad idea to just... y'know, keep looking, right? Not put all his eggs in one basket?

"I'm tellin' you the more we come back to this time, the more we risk actually fucking things up!" he heard Roy tell his siblings. Roy was the pushiest, the one most against these apparent missions, but Ludwig was the one in control of these little escapades.

"Ludwig is positive it'll eventually work," one of the twins replied. He wasn't sure if it was Lemmy or Iggy.

"What, just so the oaf is happier earlier in his life?" Roy muttered. "What if he doubles down on Peach? I'm tellin' you, any more than this will fuck things up!"

Bowser groaned quietly to himself; how the fuck was this happening? Randomass kids worrying about his happiness, telling him Princess Peach, the love of his life, is not actually the love of his life and to forget her instead... are they insane?! Maybe if he lies and says he'll lay off of this Peach thing, they'll go away...

A light touch to the top of his foot made him nearly jump out of his skin from the unexpectedness, but he froze the moment he looked down.

A tiny, redheaded human infant looked up at him from the floor, her little hands resting on his scaly foot.

"Papa!" she chirped happily, holding her arms up to be picked up.

Silence immediately fell on the other side of the door. He bent down, gingerly picking up the baby girl, and held her close; she wasted no time tucking against him like it was the most natural thing in the world. His mind reeled as he gazed down at her, utterly stunned that this fragile, tiny thing was... was his.

There was no denying that her hair was the same color as his, even the texture as he gently ran a finger over her soft head.

"Spitfire?" Wendy called.

The little baby made an affirmative sound and instantly Bowser knew how big the kids fucked up - there was copious swearing suddenly coming from the other side of the door.

...They accidentally let their baby sister join them. Were they dumb? What were they thinking?!

Bowser scowled and finally turned around, yanking his door open; the kids all wilted a little under his intense glare as he held Spitfire close to him.

"How irresponsible can ya get," he growled quietly at them; none of them could meet his gaze, even Roy who'd been against the idea from the start. "What if y'all left and this poor sweet girl in the wrong time, huh? Somethin' tells me you're gettin' lucky with these time shenanigans. Go home, and if y'all are tellin' me the gotdamn truth, expect some punishment!"

He was careful to keep his voice low so as not to upset the baby nestled happily against him. Despite the harsh warning, Junior boldly stepped forward and pointed at the bundle in Bowser's arms.

"Okay, but just know that her mother isn't Peach," the little look-a-like stated.

Bowser's gaze snapped down to the baby. Not from Peach, huh... okay, that was actually convincing. If giving Peach up meant he'd eventually get to meet this precious daughter of his, then absolutely he'd drop her like a fucking stone! A human daughter meant someone actually gave him the time of day... and enjoyed his company...

Spitfire sneezed softly into him, and he felt the unmistakable heat of fire singing his chest scales.

"Her mother will hear about this little escapade," he warned as he forced himself to hand her over to Wendy, who was hovering anxiously nearby.

"How?" Morton snorted, "You don't even know the woman yet!"

Bowser smirked dangerously at them as they gathered in the same area to go home. "Not yet... but you can bet I'll remember this little interaction later. So yes, I'll be tellin' her mother."

The last thing he saw before they disappeared was a bunch of pale, terrified faces, plus one happy baby making grabby hands at him.

They were so fucked when they got home with Little Red.

[btsqualityy]

Today been a hard day and I need drama! Eunji and her parents bring that almost every drabble day!

Request: Eunji’s parents finding out she’s married at 19 years old

Another anon also said: For my request, can we see Junior and Eunji official first meeting and Junior and him meeting her parents for the first time. Please and thank you! 😊

Warnings: super critical parents, unhealthy parental relationships lol

"Look who did it again!" Junior bragged as him and two of his friends walked out of their astrophysics class. "Best grade in the class once again!"

"Well, all of us aren't super geniuses," Seojun huffed.

"Literally. I studied for that exam for two weeks straight and still came out with only a 78%," Kwan agreed.

"Hey, either you have it or you don't," Junior smirked. "If you need me and my amazing 99% to tutor you, I'm available Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays."

"If anyone needs the tutoring, it's you," a voice spoke up and when Junior turned towards it, he saw what was arguably the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life.

"Me?" Junior wondered. "Not to brag or anything but I got a 99% on that last exam. I'm sure I don't need tutoring, especially not from you."

"You sound very confident about that," the woman said and Junior scoffed.

"Why wouldn't I be when I'm the smartest person in the class?" He wondered and the girl smiled softly before she held up a small packet of papers, which Junior realized was the exam that they had taken. When he looked closer though, he was shocked to see a bright red '100%' on the top of it.

"What the fuck?" He uttered.

"See that name right there?" The girl wondered as she pointed to the top of the page with her free hand. "That's me, Kim Eunji, the one who's actually the smartest person in the class."

"Oh shit," Seojun laughed hysterically.

"Have a nice rest of your day," Eunji smirked before turning around and walking away.

"Who the fuck is that?" Junior spat.

"That's Eunji, she's pre-med," Kwan explained.

"Why the fuck is she taking astrophysics then?!"

"Maybe she's just doing it for fun," Kwan shrugged.

"Or to bust Junior's balls," Seojun snickered.

"Whatever," Junior muttered petulantly, his mind lingering on how beautiful Eunji was.

.......................................................

After that first meeting, Junior and Eunji had a small class rivalry which ended up with them becoming friends with benefits. Not too long after that though, they both fell in love with the other and at Junior's suggestion, went off and got married in Las Vegas once Junior graduated from college with his Bachelor's degree.

"Will you calm down?" Junior said as the two of them got out of the car and walked up to the front door of Eunji's parents house.

"Well, excuse me for being scared shitless," Eunji huffed. "We just got married last week and the first time my parents are going to be meeting you is as my husband."

"Are you scared of their reaction?"

"Terrified," she nodded as they stopped outside the front door. "You don't know my parents. We don't have the best relationship and they tend to find fault in any and everything that I do."

"Who cares?" Junior shrugged. "We both feel that getting married was the right thing to do, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"So if they get upset, we'll still be together, or at least I hope so," he joked, making Eunji laugh.

"Alright," she sighed. "Here goes nothing." After turning around and using her spare key to unlock the front door, the two of them walked inside and took off their shoes before Eunji called out to her parents.

"Eunji? Is that you?" Her mother called as she walked out to the front hall to greet them.

"Hi eomma," Eunji said, bowing in respect. "How are you?"

"I'm well," Jungah nodded. "Is this the mystery man?"

"Kim Myung," Junior introduced himself as he bowed deeply. "It's so nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you as well," Jungah replied. "Chul! They're here!"

"Here I am," Chul chuckled as he jogged into the front hall. "I heard Eunji's voice from upstairs."

"Hi appa," Eunji smiled softly.

"And this is the man who's distracted our Eunji," Chul chuckled as he looked at Junior.

"Nice to meet you Sir," Junior said, bowing once again. "Kim Myung."

"Come on in, you two," Jungah said, motioning with her hands. "I have lunch on the table."

Once everyone gathered into the dining room and began to eat, Eunji's parents didn't hesitate to start questioning Junior.

"So, Eunji tells us that you just got your degree in astrophysics?" Jungah said.

"I did and I start graduate school in the fall," Junior nodded.

"What's your end goal with that degree?" Chul wondered.

"I want to work for NASA someday."

"Really?" Chul muttered. "That's a lofty goal."

"I know but I've always been interested in science and math and particularly space so it feels right," Junior explained. "Plus, I come from a family that believes you can do anything you set your mind to."

"Speaking of your family, what do they do?" Jungah wondered.

"Both of my parents are in the music business," he said.

"Anyone we might know of?"

"Ah, Min Kinsley and Kim Mason," Junior revealed, and both Jungah's and Chul's eyes widened.

"Kim Mason that owns JWA Entertainment?" Chul wondered. "And who's the son of Kim Namjoon from BTS?"

"And Min Kinsley who seemingly produces every well known Kpop these day?" Jungah added. "And who's the daughter of Min Yoongi from BTS?"

"Ha, you guys know your stuff," Junior chuckled. "But yes, that's them."

"Wow," Jungah whistled. "How did the two of you get together?"

"We took a class together and I was bragging about having the highest grade, when in all actuality, Eunji did," Junior explained with a laugh. "We had a little mini rivalry at first but as we got to know each other, we fell in love."

"Bragging, were you Eunji?" Chul tsked. "I thought we taught you to not be so prideful."

"You're right, you did," Eunji nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Luckily for you, Myung here seems to be a good sport," Jungah huffed. "He seems like a good one so you don't wanna let him go, yes?"

"Yes," Eunji nodded. "But you know, I'm happy you guys seem to like him."

"I have to say, he's head and shoulders above the last bum you brought home," Chul sighed. "He already has a degree and is planning to continue his education even further. He treats you well and speaks highly of you. What more could we ask for?"

"I'm happy to hear that because we have something to tell you," Eunji said.

"You're not pregnant, are you?" Jungah deadpanned and Junior choked on the sip of water he was swallowing.

"No eomma, I'm not pregnant," Eunji snapped. "But we are married." Silence fell over the room then, both of Eunji's parents staring at her in disbelief.

"I'm sorry," Jungah laughed. "Repeat that please?"

"We're married," Junior spoke up. "We got married last week when we were visiting Las Vegas."

"Oh my god," Chul muttered, running his hands over his face in frustration. "What were you thinking?"

"What?" Eunji wondered.

"You're 20 years old, Kim Eunji!" Jungah exclaimed. "You haven't even finished your bachelor's degree and yet you go off and marry the first man who treats you decently?!"

"What are you going to do about school?" Chul demanded to know. "I hope you don't plan on dropping out."

"No, I'm not dropping out!" Eunji snapped. "I'm still going to finish school."

"How do you expect to do that now that you're a wife?" Jungah wondered. "You have to find a place to live, make it into a home, you have to work because the two of you can't survive on hopes and dreams, and if you plan on having children someday-"

"Uh, that's very far off into the future," Junior interrupted her. "Eunji and I both have goals that we want to achieve before we expand our family."

"I just can't believe you would be this irresponsible," Chul smacked his teeth. "And to marry this man before you even introduced him to us?"

"I swear, every time you start doing decently in life, you just have to go and do something to potentially mess it up," Jungah muttered. Eunji could feel the hotel tears beginning to well up in her eyes and instead of responding to her parents, she abruptly stood upon from the table and ran out of the room. Sighing heavily, Junior got up and followed behind her, realizing that she had ran through the kitchen and out into the backyard.

"Hey," Junior said softly as he set his hands on her shoulders.

"I'm sorry," Eunji whispered. "I just, had to leave before I said something I regret."

"I see why you've never talked about them much," he said. "Are they always like that?"

"Yep," she huffed. "I'm always the fuck up, the one who can never do anything right."

"I'm sorry Eunji," Junior said as he wrapped his arms around her now. "Nobody should ever have to go through that, especially not with their parents."

"Well, now you see why I was so emotionally cut off," Eunji chuckled ruefully.

"Yeah but you're not now, right?" He murmured. "And that's why we're here now, together and married."

"You're right," she replied, turning around so that she could look up at him. "I don't care what they say, I don't regret marrying you."

"I'd hope not," Junior joked, laughing when Eunji smacked his chest. "I love you."

"I love you too," Eunji smiled softly, moaning softly when Junior cupped her face in his hands and kissed her softly.

[elysiumxii]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN

NAME?: Kai

PRONOUNS?: she/her/they

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION?: I don't care as long as you talk to me tbh. IMs is a great place to start and then once we have a ship, i'll be in all your business on all platforms.

MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: helios, giselle, antonio... and honestly, i wish i was writing more of them, more often. 🥺

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: okay i have to really think and it's a bit fuzzy... because i think... well i was writing by the time i started university in 2009, on a forum for Super Junior. I wrote fanfiction before that in about 2008? i don't need a calculator i will not be looking at how many years that is...

BEST EXPERIENCE? oft hard to answer, i have both so many and the world's most appalling memory. the excitement of any budding new ship is truly what keeps me going, but i do remember one in particular with a bar tender muse of mine and a 'straight' firefighter that just... oh it was good. then more recently it would be meeting @okajibana and forming my whole existence around her, you're stuck with me now! plus every time i get a notification from @irrwicht or @temporalobjects my day is always improved.

RP PET PEEVES?: ohhh it's possibly going to get me some hate, and look, if it works for you? you go boo... but it's greeting starters. they're usually one liners and someone has maybe picked a muse of yours but then they fling it out there, and i'm like... what do i do with that? there's no setting, there's no context, it's maybe a bit of dialogue and i'm cut adrift to try and work out what to do with it? that for me is not fun. i have added it to my rules that i don't want them but i still get them and... i feel so bad ignoring them, but also am too awkward to be like, hey, have this back and maybe plot with me? i will plot with anyone and i will hype your ideas to the moon and back but, a throw away one liner... i can't do nothing with. (and listen, maybe i'm the problem! everyone else seems happy!) also small text is nice to look at and it's easy to add now! js...

FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT? i feel like if i said anything other than smut, online pals from the rafters would scream for me to be real. imma be real with you, this is a smut blog wrapped up in fancy wrapping that makes it seem like i'm here for the plot... i'm here for the d-! jk i'm happy to be here i will write anything... smut tho...

PLOTS OR MEMES?: plots i'm just good at memes. if we have a ship, use me for drabbles that's all i'm saying.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: long. i have a rule about mutually agreed lengths because i can't with just one paragraph that doesn't go anywhere im sorry! i find short replies so unsatisfying and maybe i'm a demanding bitch idk.

TIME TO WRITE?: i try for an hour or two every week day evening GMT. i do my business, then i get into bed and work through my drafts. usually can't do weekends cuz the bf is all up here demanding my attention and shit. ugh men.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: yeah lol every bit of clown foolery, where they do or say dumb shit, is me. some of them are know it alls like me (looking at you alistair), some of them are dumb like me... giselle... some of them open their mouth and say shit and then go, oops, like me, heather, cory omg...

tagged by: @irrwicht and @temporalobjects (MY BABEESSSS)

tagging: @bvrningshq @okajibana @champagneandparacosm @svndri @sentimentalscientia @lellarps