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heavenlycloud · 2 years

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just a little jealous: chaewon x fem! 6th member! reader

request: hi! Id love to request a scenario with chaewon from lesserafim x reader! Where chaewon became jealous when reader and yunjin is always together. So chaewon gives the reader the cold shoulder and yells at the reader. Reader tries to figure out why she’s being like that and does the most sweetest thing to make it up!

authors note: okay so lowkey my yunjin fic is rlly similar to this and i don't write repeats cuz they turn out shitty...so this is still jealous chaewon but with a bit of a different plot- i explained it badly but it'll make sense as you read, i hope.

warnings: jealousy, light angst

i~ when you and yunjin were friends first

your heart raced a mile a minute as you walked down the hallway alongside a nice female staff member. she was pointing out different rooms that you can use to practice as you passed by. you tried your best to remember what turns you took and rooms you passed so you didn't get lost later. the entire building felt like a maze but eventually the woman stopped at a room and told you nicely, "the other girls are here already. they're excited to meet you." even though her words were positive, a pit still formed in your stomach at the thought of meeting these girls.

the staff member opened the door and you followed in behind her shyly and immediately bowing and greeting the others. for only a brief second you internally fangirled seeing sakura and chaewon in person. both members having been from iz*one, a group you proudly stanned, made this entire thing slightly more nerve wracking. the other girls smiled at you behind their masks but one in particular caught your eye. her chocolate brown hair was faded, and her jet black roots were slightly noticeable in the two dutch braids she wore them in. for a moment your eyes met but immediately you looked away in embarrassment after being caught staring.

what you didn't notice was chaewon's gaze lingering on you, scanning you up and down repeatedly. she couldn't even see your full face but she knew from what she could that you were stunning. when you finally looked in her direction her heart thrummed against her chest, and her ears flushed pink beneath her mocha brown waves.

the girls went around and introduced themselves, and the same one you stared at earlier said, "hi my name is yunjin." she paused then added on in english, "or jennifer...oh and i'm fluent in english so if you need help with anything, i'm here." a weight lifted off of your chest at the last part, since you were still in the process of learning korean. you told her with a smile, "thank you. and if you don't mind me asking where are you from?" yunjin answered casually, "new york, why?"

a small gasp left your lips followed by a laugh as you asked, "wait- yunnie?" the brunette's eyes narrowed and you and she replied, "have we-" for a quick second you pulled your mask down and yunjin's face lit up, "Y/N?!" she tackled you in a full force hug that nearly knocked the wind from your chest.

your hand pressed against the back of her head, holding her close to you and you nearly cried, "oh my god i missed you so much." sakura asked curiously, "you two know each other?" yunjin pulled away from you and you tried to answer in broken korean, "we are old friends." the brunette added, "we were online friends for two years." the other girls overlapped in chatter about how endearing they found it, chaewon included.

for the remaining 18 months before debut, you and yunjin were inseparable. you did make sure to befriend all the other girls you trained with, but it was clear that yunjin was still your closest friend. it sounded selfish but chaewon held a small amount of resentment over this fact. but it manifested more in a twinge of jealousy when yunjin knew something about you that she didn't. she wished she was the one that met you first, the one that you were closest with instead of yunjin. but she wasn't so the best she could do was try to come remotely close to what yunjin was to you.

ii~ when you went to yunjin's bedroom instead of chaewon's

sleeping alone wasn't a new concept to you, in fact it was how you'd lived for years before moving to korea. however, once becoming a trainee and moving into the dorms, you had a roommate.

at first you thought there would be issues living with someone younger than you by nearly five years younger than you. however, it was like having a sleepover every night. there was a language barrier at first but that's when your phones came in handy the most. she was always keeping you up to date on slang that she used with her friends at school. in turn you always shared your secret stash of snacks and candies at all hours of the night when you two definitely should have been sleeping.

in a matter of weeks after your group's debut, the year and a half full of nights laced with laughter and sugar coated fingers were nothing but a distant memory. there was no longer the sound of crackling knuckles or soft snores on the other side of your room, no stuffed animals being chucked at you when you least expected it. the only thing remaining was the stuffed bunny on her bed she left for you so you wouldn't be alone. but you were and you absolutely hated it.

an exhausted sigh fell past your lips and you took the walk of shame to yunjin's room. you stopped in front of chaewon's on the way, but hesitated on entering. she had told you a week prior that the next time you couldn't sleep, just to come to her. but you told yousrself that she was just completing leader duties, and it wasn't to be taken literally. so you kept walking until you reached yunjin's room slipped into her bed rolled her over to make room for yourself.

she ended up rolling back over you, laying directly on top of you but you were to tired to try to shake her off. so you let her wrap herself around your body like a koala, it was hard to move and honestly breathe. but it was better than sleeping in an empty room again.

chaewon was the one to find you both in the morning when she realized yunjin wasn't awake yet. she opened the door then stopped, a twinge of annoyance and jealousy settling in her stomach as she stared at you holding yunjin's sleeping form in your arms. she could hear eunchae teasing her in the back of her mind saying, "you want that to be you so bad don't you, unnie?" chaewon rolled her eyes in annoyance and ripped the blankets from the both of you, "get up yunjin and y/n. we have to leave in 10 minutes, and you're not going to make is late again." the both of you groaned in unison as you opened your eyes and woke up. maybe it was the light in your half lidded gaze but you could have sworn you saw chaewon looking back at the two of you with a frown before she left.

iii~ when you and yunjin got to share a room during overseas promotions

chaewon waved her hand to get you and your member's attention long enough to pick rooms. in order to keep things fair, and to avoid hurt feelings, you all had a specific system, flipping a coin. honestly it was rather rudimentary but it worked. the idea was eunchae's after everyone realized you were a little too good a rock paper scissors and won every time.

you called heads while kazuha called tails. yunjin flipped the coin and it landed on heads, meaning you were to room with her. in the end, eunchae went with sakura, chaewon got a single, and you were with yunjin. normally the one with the single room was the most satisfied with the decision. with the exception of eunchae sometimes, as she didn't like sleeping alone outside of her dorm. however, chaewon wasn't happy that she was sleeping alone.

for weeks chaewon was looking forward to this trip after having been relatively closer with you than before. the leader was hoping that the universe would be on her side this evening and pair you two up. much to her disappointment she got the complete opposite of what she wanted. in most cases someone would just ask if they could switch, but seeing as she was the person who initiated the rule of coin flipping...she didn't want to contradict herself.

you noticed the disappointment on her face when she realized she was going to be in a room alone. but you thought it was because she wanted to room with sakura, not you. what you failed to notice was the way she glared at yunjin's arm snaked around your waist and your head on her shoulder.

chaewon wanted so desperately to be the one that you shared a bed with, the one that you held while sleeping, and the one she woke up to in the morning.

but no, it was yunjin.

it was always yunjin.

iv~ when you and yunjin's 'ship' is more popular among fans

the idea of shipping made your stomach churn in the worst way possible. so many celebrity 'ships' within groups ended in sabotaged friendships because fans took things a step too far. losing a precious relationship with any of your members as a result of hardcore shippers ran rampant in your mind. but at the moment that didn't need to be a thought in your head they seemed to remind you everyday.

if anything your members enjoyed that fans loved your relationships with one another. you and yunjin were currently the most popular pairing between the six of you which was to be expected honestly. the two of you had been friends since you were around 16 years old, and here nearly 6 years later you were still going strong.

most of the reason fans loved seeing you and yunjin together was because you knew one another beyond comprehension. fearnots were always saying you two were soulmates, two friends destined to meet. no matter what the situation was you and yunjin just seemed to have a mutual understanding of the other's thoughts and feelings without actually speaking.

you, yunjin, chaewon, and kazuha were sitting around a table while eunchae was asleep in another room with sakura. the four of you read the comments from the current live stream and talked back and forth. chaewon sat on your left while yunjin sat on your right with kazuha on your far left.

the younger japanese member laughed at a comment then said, "le sserafim love triangle + kazuha." yunjin snorted then threw her arm around your shoulder easily, "everyone knows y/n is my boo. y/n-jin forever." she whispered the last part then burst into laughter, the sleep deprivation evident from her case of giggles. you shook your head in amusement but looked up when you noticed chaewon snatching your hand into hers. just as she second guessed lacing her fingers into yours, and started pulling away, she felt your thumb graze over the top of her palm.

v~ when you finally talk to chaewon about it

tonight was yet another sleepless night. rather than retreating to yunjin's room you decided on the roof. it was far too cold for you to be outside in just flannel pajamas and crocs yet here you were. the thin hoodie you wore barely kept you warm, yet you'd rather be out here than inside. listening to the sounds of the city below, you stared up at the sky and imagined the stars. a starry night sky was the one thing you missed about living back home as the light pollution in seoul made it nearly impossible to see any stars.

the sound of the roof door opening caught your attention but you didn't react since you knew who it was already. chaewon stood over you and asked, "why are you still awake?" all you could give as a reply was a shrug while you sat up, "couldn't sleep." instead of leaving you to come back inside, chaewon sat on the roof beside you and looked up at the sky. she asked you with a raised brow, "so you decided sitting alone, outside in the freezing cold was a better idea?"

you scooted closer to her and said, "i'm not alone." when her face dropped and she looked around in a slight panic, a weak chuckle left your lips. you pulled the stuffed bunny from the spot where it was tucked between your legs and showed her, "i have River with me." chaewon let out a small, "ah" when she noticed the cream colored bunny in your hands.

an awkward silence fell over the two of you and it was times like now that you wished you actually knew chaewon like you knew yunjin. feeling self conscious in your leader's presence, you drew your knees you your chest. with shaky fingers you toyed with the navy blue satin ribbon that was tied around the stuffed bunny's neck. you told the older girl in a mumble, "you don't have to stay." chaewon hummed then answered, "i know, but i want to." once again you were silent, only this time contemplating on your next words.

you turned and looked at her then let out an unamused laugh, in english you said, "i really don't understand you chaewon." not even minding the lack of an honorific, chaewon asked, "what do you mean?"

you looked at the bunny in your hands and responded back in korean, "the way you treat me. i just don't understand it. whenever we're with the other girls it's like you don't really like me. but when we're alone you treat me like i'm precious to you. i don't know if i'm some pawn in your own twisted game of whatever you want to call it. but you need to decide on one side- hate me or don't. stop going back and forth on me."

chaewon was at a loss for words and you looked back up at her to see she was stunned to a silence. when she didn't reply you let out an annoyed huff and rested your head back on your knees, facing away from her. chaewon ran a hand through her jet black bob that was slightly more grown out than before. she pulled your shoulder so you could face her, "you are precious to me. i don't hate you at all, i never have."

you asked bluntly, "then why do you keep switching up on me?" chaewon's gaze flitted to her hands then pajama pants, "i-i...i..." you pleaded with her just above a whisper, "please unnie." she ran another hand through her hair before she confessed, "i don't like seeing you and yunjin like that."

all of your thoughts ran blank and you blurted out, "like what?" chaewon explained the best she could without cringing at herself, "the two of you are always with each other...and i guess i wished that was me in her place." you side eyed the wall beside you as you tried to piece together what she was insinuating. when you finally realized you asked, "so you're jealous of yunjin and my relationship?"

chaewon let her head fall to her knees and she whined, "don't say it like that...now i'm embarrassed." you spared no feelings as you plainly agreed, "yeah it is actually." chaewon looked back at you and you gave her a softer look now, "but you know i can be close to other girls without you having to worry if i still like being around you, right?" chaewon remained silent then finally said, "yeah, i know. i'm sorry for treating you that way. i let my feelings get the better of me and you didn't deserve that." you looked at her and a small smile tugged on the corner of your lips, "thank you unnie."

a chill ran up your spine and chaewon stood up with her hand out for you to hold, "lets go inside before we get sick." you laughed and followed her inside, "can i stay with you tonight?" chaewon responded immediately, "anything for you."

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cocoapowderpictures · 2 months

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To Melanie MacAfee, does it ever occur to you that Randy, your best friend, is hiding secrets from you and everyone else? 🙁

February 16, 1962.

Randy has been acting weird recently. And not his normal kind of weird, either. It’s almost as if he’s sick or something. He’s leaving work early after every shift and is constantly avoiding any kind of small talk with others. Yesterday, I found him in the dressing room mumbling something to himself. It sounded like he was talking to someone but he was the only one in the room… I’m worried about him. I’ll try talking to him tomorrow.

-M

Wz hglpzk ogh ho iz s ysl izhhzl rvsl hwsp spb oy gj wsk zfzl vqsxvpzk.

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It’s been a solid amount of time since I’ve updated the Cast Chronicles lore 😅. I’ve got a whole bunch of super interesting asks that I’m excited to answer (I’ve just been procrastinating a bunch haha).

Thank you @starmilkshakekitty for the amazing question!!

For those unfamiliar, these characters are part of my Cast Chronicles AU, an Indigo Park AU set in the 1960s. In this alternate reality, the main cast mascots are human employees who worked together at Indigo Park. As the story unfolds, we delve into their roles within the park and the friendships they form. However, things take a turn for the worse when they begin to mysteriously disappear, one by one.

In an effort to honor their memories, the park introduces new interactive mascots, each bearing a striking resemblance to the missing cast members and serving as memorials to keep their spirits alive within the park. Yet, guests can't help but feel like there is something… unsettling about these new mascots.

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dreamcatchers-husband · 2 years

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Animalistic Tendencies

Male Reader X Iz*one MInju

Length: 2200+

Tags: Creampie, Breeding

A/N- Final fic of the year! This fic officially make 30 fics I wrote this year. Thank you for all the support! Sorry for any typos and such ahead of time.

Nature. Nature is really beautiful with all these different creatures out there in the world. Your love for all these things affected your decision on what you wanted to do in life.

After your strenuous four years of university, you got the job of your dreams. A Zoologist may sound boring to some but for you? It was perfect. Your love for the job let another two years go by as you traveled all over the world to study various animals.

That brings you to today. An exhausting twelve-hour flight the day before brought you to a country you haven’t been to before, South Africa. Currently, you found yourself in the middle of a Safari. The stereotypical Jeep you saw on YouTube videos was your mode of transportation.

As you sat in the back seat, your hand was full with a hefty recording device. With the window lowered, you used that as an opportunity to extend your arms for a closer shot. The sound of a camera shutter hit your ears as you continued to film.

“Oppa. Are you getting it?”

“Yeah. Keep taking pictures of the lions, Minju. I think it’s almost over.”

What was it that you and Minju were documenting? Lion breeding processes. As the two mammals were occupied in their activities, you and Minju were making sure to get it all.

Minju was assigned to do a new mating and breeding process study for lions and being a good friend you decided to go with her to help her document. Just as the male lion stopped its movements, you and Minju brought your devices back into the vehicle and brought the windows back up.

“Yes! We got it! How lucky are we to get two lions mating on our first day here?”

“Very lucky. I- Minju, Start the car and drive.”

“Why?”

“They see us.”

Turning her head, Minju was faced with the pair of lions staring at you intruders. Without hesitation, Minju started the Vehicle and slammed on the accelerator. As you looked back the two lions could be seen in the distance. The sound of their growl hit your ears even with the closed windows.

After driving like a madwoman for the next thirty minutes, Minju finally pulled into Capetown. Seeing the familiar surroundings of buildings helped calm down the girl and her erratic driving. Pulling in front of your hotel, Minju put the car in park and relaxed her back on the car seat.

“You ok?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. That was a rush huh?”

“Yeah, it sure was. Let’s bring our stuff in and see what we got.”

Agreeing with you, the young girl unlocked the doors and stepped out of the vehicle. Grabbing your equipment, you followed Minju inside the nice hotel and made your way up to your room. As the front door opened, Minju made her way over to your bed and placed her stuff down.

Once inside, your hands grabbed the laptop next to the tv and turned it on. With the necessary cables already attached, you connected the camera to your laptop which was connected to the hotel tv.

Selecting the most recent file on the laptop display, the sound of Minju’s voice can be heard from the tv speakers. Stepping back, you sat down on your bed and began to watch the film.

“Hello. This is Kim Minju, a Zoologist for the Animal Research Department of the University of Seoul. My fellow Zoologist, Jang Doyoon is handling the video camera which will be recording our subjects. Now for my first leading research project, I decided to study something that I feel could use more information. The Lion breeding process. Now due to how protective Lions can be during this, people need to arrive near the beginning of the process or later on. We have been tracking two lions from early in the day, keeping our distance Despite being in this bulky Jeep. Any second now the- Oppa I think they are starting. Make sure to film!”

As the camera moved from Minju, the tv screen then displayed the Male Lion jumping on top of the female lion. The next two minutes felt a little uncomfortable as you and Minju watched the mammals have intercourse. With the final thrust, the Lion ended its mating process and stood back on its four legs.

Jumping up, you then walked over and paused the video right there.

“So. I think we learned that lions don’t last long.”

With a giggle leaving Minju’s mouth, you began to laugh along with your friend at her comment.

“So, Minju. I was wondering, why did you want to study the Lion breeding process?”

“Well I want to study the breeding process of a specific mammal but I was told there isn’t much on Lion’s process. With that in mind, I decided to first study the lion and now I can study the next mammal.”

“Really? What’s the mammal you want to study next?.”

Moving her stuff from the bed, Minju then faced you and smirked. That dangerous gaze began to fill your mind with a lustful sensation. Looking at her outfit, you noticed how all of it matched. The tan beret held her long brown hair that lay on her covered chest. The tan shirt that covered her upper body was accompanied by a striped tie that made the outfit look a bit more professional. Your favorite part of the wardrobe was her shorts.

Moving your head down, you saw Minju’s legs begin to walk closer to you. Her meaty thighs jiggled with each step she took. A finger touched your chin and brought your glance back up to Minju’s face.

“You see. I want to study the breeding process of home sapiens, otherwise known as Humans.”

You didn't need to be a genius to pick up what Minju was saying. Without hesitation, your arms extended and pulled the young woman closer to you. Attaching your Lips to Minju’s, the two of you quickly battle for control. Pushing your tongue forward, Minju stopped fighting and allowed your tongue in her mouth.

As your appendage intertwined with hers, your hands moved down to her waist and then her ass. The handfuls you grabbed of her ass made your cock begin to twitch from inside the confines of your pants.

Removing your left hand from her ass cheek, your fingertips began to move along the soft skin of her fat thighs. Just as you did with her ass, your hand began to take a handful of her upper leg. Pulling back from the kiss, your mouth moved to her neck and began to pepper it with kisses.

Using her hands, Minju then reached down to your belt and began to unbuckle it. Pulling back from your touch, the young woman then dropped to her knees. Pulling down your pants in one swoop, a gasp left your friend's mouth as she saw your exposed member.

Reaching up once more, Minju’s delicate hand took hold of your length and began to give it small strokes.

“So first notes. The human man seems to enjoy foreplay before engaging in intercourse. The male penis seems to vary in size compared to a lion. The current subject seems to have a very large phallus. Exact measurement will come later.”

Speeding up her small strokes, the young girl brought her mouth closer to your length and began to blow a bit of air on the tip. The little teases from Minju made you feel impatient as each second went by. Your friend seemed to pick this up as the sudden sensation of lips wrapped around your tip.

With a few small sucks, Minju then lowered her mouth farther down your cock. As Minju began to bob her head, your right hand grabbed Minju’s hat and threw it off her head. Taking a handful of her hair, you helped guide Minju further down your rod.

Looking down, Minju’s eyes met your own as she gave you a little smile. Minju at that time began to unbutton her shirt, giving you a small glance at her cleavage. With the final button removed, Minju brought her mouth off your rod and took off her shirt.

The tan-colored bra that matched her shirt quickly came off with no effort from the girl. Minju’s breasts weren’t the biggest but at that moment they were the most perfect pair you had ever seen. With a small giggle, the woman made her way back to your length and licked it up and down.

“Fuck Minju. That tongue of yours is amazing.”

Going down to your balls, Minju began to give each of them a few suck that made your body jolt. With each suck and stroke your friend gave you, the more your body began to jump around from the stimulation.

As Minju opened her mouth near your cock once more, the girl suddenly stopped and smirked at you. With your hand still on her hair, you began to push Minju’s head down but she stopped you.

Letting go of her hair, Minju then stood up and reached down for her shorts. Unbuckling them, Minju then pulled down her shorts revealing her wet pussy. Minju’s snatch seemed to be leaking as her fluids ran down her thighs.

“No cumming Oppa. I had a taste of you. Why don’t you have a taste of me?”

Laying down on the bed, Minju then spread her legs open. Her freshly shaven pussy made your mouth water with each second that passed by. Dropping to your knees, you pulled Minju closer to the edge of the bed and your face. Like a thirsty animal, Your tongue began to lick Minju’s lips like it was a source of water. Each lick filled your tongue with Minju’s juices that had a flavor incomparable to anything else.

Each slurp of her fluids made you crave more. Finding her clit at the top of her folds, Your tongue began to lick it just as you did with her lips. Little jolts and moans came from Minju as you continued to stimulate her pink nub. Bringing your hand up, you pushed a finger into her pussy and began to move it in and out.

“A-Ah. Oppa, more please.”

Listening to Minju’s pleas, you introduced another finger into her pussy and sped up your movements. With your tongue and fingers attacking her senses, Minju began to close her legs around your head. The strangling feeling around your head was your confirmation that the girl was getting close to her peak.

With that in mind, your movements came to a halt. A loud whine left Minju’s mouth as she opened her legs.

Just as Minju did to you, you gave Minju a big smirk and stood up. Lining your length up with her folds, you pushed your way in aggressively. Your friend’s eyes shot open at the sensation of being filled. Taking hold of her legs, you began to move your hips back and forth.

Each thrust into Minju resulted in a grunt from you. Your movements continued to speed up as Minju raised her upper body.

“F-Fuck. Oppa I’m so close. Don’t stop a-again.”

Hearing those words, you let go of the hold on her legs and reached down for her clit. Rubbing the erect button in a circular motion, Minju began to scream as her peak was arriving. Matching your speed, Minju fucked herself on your length and wrapped her legs around your body until her own stopped moving.

Minju’s walls began to tighten around your length as her yells filled the room. Despite Minju reaching her orgasm, your own thrusts continued with some resistance from her constricting walls. With that gut feeling arriving, you used all your remaining strength to move as fast as possible.

Minju at that time came back to her senses as she wrapped her arms around your neck.

“Remember Oppa. You need to breed me. Fill my womb up with the load.”

Those words served as the catalyst for your peak. With two-final thrusts, your cock began to twitch from inside the young woman. Your cock at that time began to shoot out semen, filling Minju to the brim. Your legs at that time gave out as you dropped on top of Minju.

Seeing her beautiful face in front of you, your lips went back to Minju, and began to kiss her once more. Your hand at that time began to grab her breast and play with her mounds. Pulling back from the kiss, you looked down at Minju and smiled.

“That was quite the study.”

“Well. Anything in the name of science, right?”

“Did you really want to study the breeding process of humans?”

“Oh yes. As a matter of fact, I’m ovulating. The next part of the study is how a man and a female act when expecting offspring.”

Hearing those words made you smile. Grabbing Minju, you threw Minju on top of you and lined up your length with her folds once more.

“Well then. Let’s make sure we put a baby in you.”

With a smile, Minju hopped back on your erect length.

Safe to say the breeding study went on for the rest of the night.

#smut #kpopsmut #minjusmut #izonesmut

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creativesnek · 1 year

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The Chat really loves Bowser

Luigi sat by his desk, getting his cameras and headphones ready for a live stream. The soft glow of the studio lights illuminated the room, creating an atmosphere of anticipation and excitement. His heart with a mix of nervousness and exhilaration as he prepared to connect with his audience.

As he adjusted the angle of his cameras, Luigi couldn't help but reflect on how far he had come. What started as a simple hobby had now transformed into a full-fledged career. His passion for gaming and technology had propelled him into the world of live streaming, where he could share his experiences and connect with like-minded individuals from all corners of the globe.

He still can’t believe he acquired such a huge fanbase. A lot of people seemed to like his personality and actually liked his commentary; even his videos on mushroom foraging garnered thousands of views within the hour. It made Luigi very proud of himself; plus, his interactions with his fans have been nothing but enjoyable.

The door to his room opened. He looked over his shoulder and smiled at Bowser. The red-haired Koopa stepped into his room, then kissed his forehead. “I’m going to go pick up Junior,” he said.

“Okay, be safe!”

He reached up and scratched his chin, earning some happy chirps from him before he walked out again. Luigi smiled softly at his boyfriend’s retreating back before returning to his previous activities. As soon as he sat down, he switched into his streamer mode. The screens came to life and the cameras started recording. Luigi grinned, “Welcome back everybody! Tis I, WeegeBoard9000!” he said while laughing. The chat immediately started rolling with comments as people greeted him and made donations.

With a swift motion, Luigi's fingers danced across the keyboard, skillfully navigating through the game menus. As the game loaded, he took a moment to acknowledge some of the comments popping up on the screen.

"Hey WeegeBoard9000! Long time no see!" one viewer exclaimed.

"Luigi, you're my favorite streamer! Can't wait to see what you have in store for us today!" another chimed in.

*Peach_hime donated 30 bits! Hi, Weeg! Gimme ten minutes and I’ll hop on.*

“Ew, the gamer twink’s back.” said the very obvious account of Wario.

Luigi sneakily kicked him out before moving on with his stream. He delved into the game, he skillfully maneuvered through its challenges while simultaneously keeping an eye on the chat. He responded to questions, shared tips and tricks with fellow gamers, and engaged in lighthearted banter with his audience.

*King donated 2500 bits! Stay hydrated darling ;)*

Ohh~ his highness has made an appearance!

Man, i wish i had a stream daddy 😔

Where iz this mf getting so much coin??!

Comments of similar caliber followed. Luigi tried to hide his blush, recognizing his boyfriend’s account. Bowser always makes it a personal mission to donate something during his streams. Luigi couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in his chest as he read the comments praising Bowser's generosity. It was moments like these that reminded him why he fell in love with Bowser in the first place. Despite his tough exterior, Bowser had a heart of gold.

*prince donated 100 bits! HiWEEGIE!”

OMG IT’S DA BOIIII

The lil man’s here too

Baby boi, protecc the bean

Luigi chuckled and thanked Junior for the donation; he probably asked his dad to donate for him too. With the chat taken care of for a bit, the streamer continued his game for several hours, tuning out the outside world.

The stream was in full-swing now as Luigi and a few online friends were collecting items to fight a boss. Luigi was so engrossed with preparations that he didn’t hear the noise of the front door opening or the familiar pitter patter of feet on the wooden floor. The door opened a bit as Junior yelled a greeting before closing the door. The man glanced back at the noise, smiled, then proceeded with the game.

Without him noticing, Bowser went into his room. At the sight of him, the chat went absolutely ballistic.

HELLO???

Hunk alert, hello🥵

NO SHELL? FOR FREE??

Ayo, who dat 🫦

Luigi glanced at the last comment then swiveled his chair around; Bowser wrapped his bulky arms around him and kissed the top of his head. “Dinner’s gonna be ready in a few minutes, so don’t stay too long,” he whispered into his hair. Luigi’s face and ears reddened at the gesture, considering Bowser was, in fact, shell-less and basically pulled his face into his chest. He thinks he replied… Probably. The donations going off was what called his attention.

DILF 🥵

Muscle man and he cooks? Luigi, bag him.

dilfdilfdilf

Weeg has that unspoken rizz

Luigi looked up. “Whoa, whoa. Calm down everybody,”

His subscribers didn’t listen, sending many sporadic comments and blush-inducing questions. The donation bell kept blowing up.

*BooKing donated 500 bits! Luigi, u have all of dat to urself?!*

*BadBitchPrincess donated 1500 bits! L ultimate rizzlord😌*

Can he come back pls?

Bring back the dilf, ty.

Glory o glory, what a helluva way to die 🫡

🫡

Luigi nervously snorted and pulled his hat over his head, giving up on taking back control. Guess the chat really likes Bowser.

#bowuigi #bowser #luigi x bowser #luigi #super mario bros #oneshot #super mario #fanfic #streaming #gay #super luigi #gaming #humor

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Just wanted to say I love you and your works. I'm a nikolai girly and have now started to learn Russian because of him (and my russian girlfriend). Your writing has helped me learn terms of endearment , so thank you very much <3

Hi! I live for such precious moments, thank you so much! I made a little tribute to you and your love. Happens some time after the Matters)

Nikolai maneuvered between the rare passengers wandering along the corridors of the airport waiting for their flights at such a late hour. His fifth flight in the last three days, but this one was special. First of all, he was finally just a passenger, second - he was finally flying not alone, third - this one was the last flight before...

"Excuse me? Sir, could you..." An unfamiliar voice dragged Nik out of his thoughts and he stopped abruptly, looking around.

"Could you snap a pic of us?" The young woman handed him her smartphone.

He barely managed to smile and agree on that, when she darted to a huge interior garden with the comfy leisure zone, where her friend was waiting. Nikolai couldn't help but chuckled, when the woman landed on the sit next to her girlfriend and squeezed her in the most tender and eager embrace, as if they haven't separated just a minute ago. Her friend planted a soft kiss on her forehead and turned to Nik.

"Ready?" He caught the couple in the frame and got ready to take a photo.

The woman, who asked for his help, could take her eyes off her girlfriend.

"Hey, look in the camera! You want a photo or not?"

"But you're so pretty, I want to remember you in this light!"

Nikolai just grinned and pressed the snap button to make multiple photos, as these precious souls shared such a special moment. He didn't mind standing there for a while, something kept him absolutely still. Maybe it was the beauty caught in their eyes, so obviously and helplessly in love with each other. A rare view for someone, whose line of work is rather a grim one.

He took several photos before returning to them to hand over the smartphone.

"Thank you," The other woman reached out to take the phone and froze for a moment. "Nikolai. Vy iz Rossii?*"

"Otovsyudu ponemnogu...*" Nik was touched to randomly meet someone, who could read the name on the patch of his jacket, but preferred to stay more or less evasive in his answers. "A vy letite otdihat`?*"

She nodded enthusiastically and Nikolai understood right away, that she was so happy not even because of the vacation, but because of the fact, that she will spend it with her love.

"Zaviduyu vam. Beregite drug druga.*" He waved goodbye and turned away.

The bar, Nikolai was supposed to meet Olga was opposite the garden. She was sitting right next to the glass wall and looked at the trees in the greenhouse, fighting sleep. She looked absolutely unfazed, but as soon as Nik almost sat next to her - she pushed him away with a quick and precise motion.

"Nikolai, I searched three airports to get you this gift, so don't you dare to ruin it under your ass."

"I didn't see, Nebo*, I'm sorry," he laughed and sat on another chair. "What is it? Something tasty?"

Olga checked her watch.

"You'll have to wait for an hour, birthday boy." Following the direction of his gaze, Olga moved the package with the gift away from Nikolai. "But don't await anything too special. I swear, picking a gift for someone, who can afford anything, is a challenge, this life has never prepared me for."

"Well, there are some things, I want, but not always can have." Nik caught her hand, pretending to be very interested in the dial of her watch. But his lips were on her knuckles the very next moment.

"A week ago, you debated purchasing an old sports training base."

"Well, i'm a simple guy - I like a good view..."

"Ok, 'simple guy'," Zhar chuckled. "What do you want? Beside nice views and 'something tasty'?"

Nikolais gaze returned to the garden and a pair, engrossed in an embrace and happy chatter.

"I want what these two have."

Olga fell silent for a moment, looking at the couple. Then she looked back on Nik.

"... a sparkling youth and properly functioning joints?" This time, she evaded his playful attempt to push her.

"No. Just having each other, holding each other, as if there are no worries at all, looking at each other, as if nothing around exists." Olga listened to him talking and watched two ladies stretching, then standing up and leaving the garden area, heading to their gate. There really was something about them, that made the whole airport hall brighter.

She wished they stayed there for a little bit more, shining their light all around.

"Ok, love, now you can laugh at me for becoming such a pile of tenderness at the sight of them." Nikolai was ready to return to his normal mood, but Olga didn't let it happen.

With a gentle squeeze of her hand, Zhar rose from her seat, her eyes alight with a mischievous spark. Without a word, she led Nikolai to the garden area, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the glass panes.

Standing amidst a sea of lush greenery, she turned to him, a shy smile playing on her lips. "Will you dance with me?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Nik froze. He couldn't make her dance with him for many months, no matter how much he asked. Even in his house, when there was no single soul around - just them two, Olga was too shy. "I never really danced. I don't know, how it's done properly..." And no matter how many times he repeated, her skills didn't matter - she declined.

And now she wanted to dance. Right there. In a sleepy silence, interrupted only by echoes of footsteps, reaching them from different halls.

With a nod, Nik took her hand, allowing himself to be pulled into a hesitant embrace. Their movements were awkward at first, disjointed and uncoordinated, but as they swayed together, a sense of harmony began to emerge—a silent symphony of two souls finding solace in each other's arms.

In the absence of music, the only sound that filled the air was the gentle rustle of leaves in a draft and the soft murmur of their breath mingling in the night air.

Nikolai couldn't be happier. Because despite the strangeness of the whole situation, she was nearby, and she could not take her eyes off him. Maybe his Birthday was only to come the next day, but he already got his biggest present.

"Nikolai. Vy iz Rossii?" - "Nikolai. Are you from Russia?"

"Otovsyudu ponemnogu..." - "I'm more or less from everywhere"

"A vy letite otdihat`?" - "Are you flying on vacation?"

"Zaviduyu vam. Beregite drug druga." - "I envy you. Take care of each other"

Nebo - Sky/heaven

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[part two] of boundaries and secret glances (i'm lucky to be loved by you) ➵ kim sunwoo

idol!kim sunwoo x ex-idol!reader

as a well-respected independent producer in the industry, you get requests from different companies for collaborations. when you accept to work on chanhee and sunwoo's unit track for their upcoming album, you are left to your own devices as you work closely with sunwoo. who is to say what can happen over the days?

genre/warnings ➵ strangers to friends to lovers (though sunwoo has always had a crush on you since your debut), music and lyrics au, fluff, angst with happy ending, afab reader (they/them pronouns), drinking, kpop mistreatment, mental and physical abuse done by companies, close proximity, sunwoo is a FLIRT!!! and also obsessed with you, LOONA IS FREE HERE!!!, iz*one sadly does not exist </3, boundaries are definitely crossed in the sense that you should not be flirting this much with a co-worker turned friend, slight suggestive content at the end

word count ➵ 14.6k words (30.3k words in total)

parts ➵ [1] [2]

taglist ➵ @deoboyznet @kflixnet

a/n ➵ thank you for taking time to read the second part! please note that idols shown or talked about in this fic are not meant to reflect my real thoughts on them. i love all the idols here in this fic. i would really appreciate it if you could take the time to like and reblog this.

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It has been a week since your fight with Sunwoo. Soeun chose to defer her employment with IST for another two weeks until she can get her hands on someone to take her job under you. To be clear, you did not care about how Mr. Yoon attempted to screw you over. In fact, you were used to it and trained yourself to not think too much about it.

What bothered you about everything was how Sunwoo seemed to turn his back on you so quickly. Despite all the late nights and moments spent in close proximity, the friendship proved itself to be weak in the face of adversity. You guess Sunwoo needed more from you to truly think of you as a friend.

Now, you were seated in Sunwoo’s favorite Japanese restaurant which had turned into your favorite as well. You were only there for the sushi to patch the wounds that he inflicted on you; food cures everything. Yet, when Hikaru offered a bottle of sake for free, you could not deny her request.

A bottle of sake turned into two and a half, and you were officially drunk. You realize that sushi is not the most filling food to eat before you drink. As you stayed seated and slouched on your table around 1 AM, you were left with your thoughts as Hikaru stayed with you.

“Hikaru, I don’t know what happened,” You slur which has Hikaru letting out a hum.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“I… I don’t know what happened between me and Sunwoo,” You say as you finally sit up straight.

“Something happened between you two?”

You hiccup and take a moment to make sure you do not vomit. Before you could respond, you heard the bells ring. Once the mystery person made their way to you, you showed a lazy smile.

“Sunwoo!” The person in question sighs as he scratches his head.

“Thank you, Hikaru, for calling me. I’ll take care of them from here.”

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know something happened between you two.” As Sunwoo walks to you, you raise your arms.

“Carry me you asshole!” Despite the sting of your words, the way you exclaimed it was merrily. Sunwoo sighs, faces away from you, and crouches down.

“Get on my back.” You gladly accept his offer and wrap your arms around his shoulders, jumping on his back. The moment he stands up, you stumble but he holds on you tightly.

“Again, I’m sorry about this Hikaru. Do I have to pay for anything? Please send the receipt to the dorm if necessary,” Sunwoo tells Hikaru, making her shake her head.

“No, it’s okay. Just take care of Y/N. Do you need help?”

“I’ll be fine. Thank you!” With that, Sunwoo exits with you on his back.

As he was walking back to your place with you on his back, you were resting your cheek on the back of his head. In fact, you were mumbling something that he could not quite catch.

“Hmm? Y/N, did you say something?”

“Why…” The rest of your words turned into incoherent nonsense that Sunwoo was not sure if he should ask you to say again considering your state.

“Y/N, I couldn’t hear you.”

“Why do you not like me?”

That has Sunwoo stopped in his tracks. As he continued to carry you on his back, he looked at the path in front of him as you continued to mumble.

“Sunwoo,” You hiccup. “What happened to us? Do you not like me?”

Sunwoo’s heart ached at your words. He did not know how to reassure you that he enjoys everything about you, especially in your current state. In fact, it would be no use. With that, he continued to walk with you on his back.

The journey back to your place gave you enough time to rest and sober up somehow. As you gained a clearer conscience, you realized how having Sunwoo carry you on his back was terrible for you. There was no way you could live this down. Yet, you allow yourself to snuggle into him as you take in his smell.

Sunwoo smells of jasmine and rose. The scent of berry lingers on his hair along with the smell of laundry that clings onto his clothes. As you breathe him in, you realize how comforting his presence is in your life.

Once you two finally reached your place, he attempts to wake you up as he thinks you were asleep

“Hey, we’re here.”

As you got off his back, you look away and attempt to make your way to the door. Sunwoo grabs your hand before you could do so and spins you to face him. What he did not expect was to see tears falling down your face.

“Y/N, I’m–”

“Sunwoo, what did I do wrong? Did you not think of me as a friend?”

“What? No, I–” You attempt to shrug his hand off your wrist but fail.

“Let me go,” You say as more tears continue to fall down.

“No, I won’t.”

“Sunwoo, let me go.”

Greeted with no response as his grip remains firm, you attempt to shrug it off once more. Without any success, you start to sob even harder.

“Please, let me go!” Your sobs were even louder, your body shaking as your throat started to strain.

“Y/N, I can’t. I care about you.”

“No, you don’t! If you did, you would have never asked me to take that offer!” You argue back as you look at him straight into his eyes.

“Y/N–”

“Sunwoo, please! The longer you hold onto me, the more confused I get about our relationship. Like, what are we? Friends? Enemies? Strangers who want to flirt? What are we?! It’s so hard to understand you after everything!”

With that, Sunwoo pulls you into his chest and hugs you. As you continue to sob and hit your hands on his chest, he continues to hold you despite everything.

You wish he never bothered to be friends with you. Why could you two not remain colleagues? Why did Sunwoo have to reach out to you and leave you with a broken heart?

It took you a few minutes until your wailing started to calm down. As you start to get exhausted from crying, your arms began to grow tired while your throat started to ache. At that moment, you do not do anything as Sunwoo continues to hold you in his arms.

The moment he lets go of you, he caresses your face so that you could look straight into his eyes. Your bloodshot eyes along with tear-stained cheeks became a painful sight he could not bear to look at, especially knowing he was the cause of this. Despite everything, you saw how his eyes continued to hold the entire universe.

“Y/N, I need to say this to you right now because I’m scared you’ll go back to sleep thinking all of this.”

“I–”

“No, Y/N. Hear me out just this once, please?” Before you could say anything, he went on.

“Y/N, I have always thought of you as a friend. In fact, I regarded you as the one person I wanted to continue spending time with. Maybe it’s because our friendship is so fresh, but I loved every moment I got to have with you.” Sunwoo draws patterns on your cheek with his thumb. “Whether it would be in the studio as we worked in comfortable silence or in my favorite Japanese restaurant that turned into your favorite as well, every single moment is precious because it had you in it.”

“Sure, I was ecstatic to know that I would be spending time with my celebrity crush, but I learned more about you the more we continued to work together. Did you know that I fall asleep to the thought of spending more time–no, that I fall asleep to the thought of you? Everywhere I go at any moment, I always think about you; I wonder how you are today; I hope you got to eat well today; I wonder what other things you can reveal that can keep me absolutely hooked on you.”

“Y/N, I don’t think you realize just how precious you are in everyone’s lives. If you think I never saw you as a friend, well I need to tell you otherwise. I appreciate everything about you—your place in my life has become a comforting presence that I cannot imagine without. In the short period of time we got to know each other, I learned more about you outside of the idol persona I was infatuated with then.”

As your drunken brain tries to process, your mouth parts open.

“I… I don’t get it, Sunwoo. What are you trying to say?”

With that, Sunwoo lets out a sigh as he closes his eyes and loosens his hold on your face. As you continue to stare at him, he has no idea what to say. It was silent for a moment.

“Chanhee and I talked to Jihoon. We’re trying to negotiate again with our CEO.” You were left in shock.

“I don’t know what’s going to happen but I’m trying to fix it, okay? Hyung just informed Soeun just today, and we’re trying. I don’t want to discuss the details now because I want you to be in a sober state to fully discuss it with you. But I just want you to know I’m doing everything possible to fix this. You do not deserve to be fucked over again—you deserve better,” Sunwoo continues.

The guy who betrayed you was doing all of this for you? It felt surreal that Sunwoo would go to these lengths to right this situation. Maybe it is because you thought that your relationship with him was built on nothing but shameless flirting, but he continues to prove you wrong—you’re so glad he does.

Before you could say anything, Sunwoo says, “I’ll see you when you’re sober, okay?” With that, he engulfs you in a hug.

And he whispers, “Y/N, I miss you. Just let me know when you’re ready to talk.”

With that, Sunwoo nuzzles his face into the top of your head. And before you know it, he gives you a small kiss on the crown of your forehead. Your eyes were closed as his lips linger. The warmth of his lips felt like a blanket you would wrap yourself with when the storm came. You could only wish it could remain like this.

He finally lets go of you and lets his hand hover over your cheek. As you looked up to the guy who had singlehandedly given you warmth and heartache over the weeks, you still wish nothing but happiness for him. It’s not that you lacked respect for yourself for what he did—it’s that Sunwoo still deserves all that is good in the world no matter what you may feel.

Sunwoo drops his hand back to his side and gives a small smile before he decides to walk away. As you stay rooted in place, you watch his figure become smaller as he continues to walk. But before you decide to go back into your house, Sunwoo looks back at you.

“I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me. But I would never hold it against you if you couldn’t.”

It’s been a few days since your last encounter with Sunwoo. Currently, you were in your office going through your emails (which surprised Soeun—even yourself). As you were considering denying all of the requests from these different companies, Soeun continued to give you a rundown of what Jihoon told her regarding the negotiation process.

“Jihoon says that since the anticipated comeback day is coming closer, the situation works in our favor. He mentioned that they haven’t found the right producer to work on Chanhee and Sunwoo’s track. That means that with the tight schedule, their company may reconsider what you produced as the final track.”

You only let out a hum as you continue to scroll through countless emails.

“Hey, look at me,” She says as she snaps her fingers to grab your attention.

As your eyes rip away from the screen, you look at Soeun who had a frown on her face. Clearly, she knew something was up considering your behavior that night with Sunwoo.

“Y/N, I know you are an independent artist but you still need to be careful about what you do. You are a well-respected artist in the industry and we cannot do anything to risk that! Y/N, you are free to go drink out and whatnot but you can’t just drink in public alone! Imagine if people saw you, let alone see you get picked up by Sunwoo! Remember how Keeho and Intak were caught in the club? Or even Taehyun?”

You understood where Soeun was coming from because she is right. It was completely stupid on your end. It was bad enough that you had to sustain yourself as an independent artist. It would be even worse if the public commented on your irrational public drinking behavior.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry.”

“I sure hope you know!” Her voice raises which you flinch at. Soeun notices the way you react and closes her eyes in an attempt to calm herself down.

“I’m… sorry for the way I’m reacting. Y/N, I know I’m going to work in IST soon enough, but I’m still your manager and friend. I’m trying to look out for you,” She says with her eyes open as she takes a seat in front of you.

“And in my attempt to look out for you, I want you to feel comfortable enough to tell me what’s on your mind.”

As she says those words, you lean your head back and look up at the ceiling. No matter how long you and Soeun have been together, you always found it hard to be vulnerable. It is not her fault but yours.

“Soeun, I don’t know. I’m just so lost in what I’m feeling and I–it’s all so confusing, you know? Like–oh my god, why is it so hard to vocalize my thoughts?” You let out a small laugh as you pick on your nails.

“It’s okay, take your time. You always know I’m here to listen, just say whatever comes to mind.”

So you talked, and it went on for hours. The best thing about talking to Soeun is that you always felt understood by her from how she responds to how she reacts. There really is no friend like Soeun—one who is willing to go to all lengths for your happiness and safety.

“Y/N, would you ever find it within yourself to forgive him? I mean, I don’t think I would,” She says, which makes you chuckle.

“The weirdest thing is that I would have never forgiven anyone for that. I mean, I opened up to Sunwoo about my own trauma only for him to completely disregard it.”

And it is true. Sunwoo should not deserve your forgiveness—just like how JYP Entertainment, Stone Entertainment, and IST Entertainment do not deserve it as well. To be treated as a tool that people can use at their own will to only benefit themselves is something no one should ever experience. You decided that you do deserve to be respected. So why do you find it in your heart to want to forgive him?

“I just find it crazy that I cannot bring myself to forgive these entertainment companies but for Sunwoo, I would. Call me infatuated or too up into my delusions, but all the days I’ve spent with him have only shown me a guy with a heart of gold and pure intentions to not only protect but to love immensely. Like, that’s just the type of guy he is! And this comes from someone who is always cynical about men.”

Soeun laughs, caresses your hand, and says, “No, you’re right. I’ve known you for how long and I have never seen you actually consider forgiving a man just like that.”

As you looked down at your intertwined hands, you could only sigh.

“Soeun, am I wrong for wanting to forgive him?” You ask as you look up to her.

With that, silence enters the room. As you wait for Soeun’s answer, anxiety starts to pool in your stomach. You did not want to come off as easy for wanting to forgive the guy who brought joy and sorrow within the past weeks.

“Y/N, wanting to forgive shows just how strong you are. Many people may disagree and say that you’re in the wrong for wanting to forgive him, but I believe that it just shows more of the Y/N I know. You’ve been wronged by so many people but I never see you use that as an excuse to treat people shitty, and that’s what I love about you. That’s why I always say you need to be kinder to yourself and give yourself more credit for all that you do.”

You felt yourself pout at what Soeun said. “Soeun, you’re going to make me sad!” She only laughs.

“I’m right though! I think even your fans would think the same, and I’m sure Sunwoo does.”

You press your tongue against the inside of your cheek as you think about her words. Instead of saying anything, you let go of Soeun’s hand and grab your phone. Once you typed out your message, you gave it one more read and sent it.

It is 2:36 PM. You were seated in one of your favorite cafes that you would frequent back when you were still in 1CON. As you take a sip from your cup of earl grey tea, you scroll aimlessly through your Instagram.

“Y/N-ah!” You look up to see Jiwoo and Heejin whose smiles lit up the whole room.

Whenever you feel lost, you always find yourself going to these two. They were the ones you relied on the most back in your Produce 101 and 1CON days. Maybe it was due to being in the same unit groups during the competition or being roommates when you were still in 1CON that made you three grow closer. Nonetheless, you were happy that your friendship with them continues to last past disbandment.

“Heejin and Jiwoo! Thank you for meeting with me,” You say as you stand up and give the two a hug.

“Heejin-ah, I’ll get us our drinks. You stay with Y/N,” Jiwoo says as she makes her way to the cashier.

“Y/N, I have a feeling that I know why you called us,” Heejin says with a small smile as you two take a seat.

“Yeah, shocker,” You joke in hopes to lighten up the mood.

“Don’t worry about it. I get it, men truly are something.”

“They really are! I can’t believe I’m letting a man do this to me.”

Before Heejin can respond, Jiwoo comes to you two with some drinks and pastries.

“Here you go, Heejin! Let me just settle down and you can spill on Sunwoo,” She says excitedly which makes you chuckle.

With that, you explain to the two your whole situation with Sunwoo from the start to current. As you talked about the close proximity and all the other actions that transpired between you two, you could see Heejin and Jiwoo squeal.

“Yah! I never knew that all of this happened between you two! You downplay it or leave out so many details in your messages,” Jiwoo scolds you.

“I know, my bad. It’s just, it still feels weird to think that this all happened. But going back, my dilemma still remains. I don’t know what to feel about Sunwoo.”

Heejin scoffs and says, “Do you really not know what to feel about him or are you seeking some kind of external validation?”

“Hey! I mean, I’m both?” You shyly admit.

At first, Heejin and Jiwoo look at each other. A part of you had a feeling that they came prepared with whatever they wanted to say beforehand. With that, they look at you and give you a piece of their minds.

“Y/N, you should just talk to him,” Jiwoo starts off.

“I think it’s all hard to say whether you should forgive him or not if you don’t actually hear him out, you know?” Heejin takes a sip from her cold brew. “And I know that you’re the type of person who wants to come to these situations with a clear understanding of what to do, but it’s not fair for him. In no way am I trying to defend this guy’s actions because it is still pretty shitty and I would scold him. However, I think that your decision to forgive him or not will only be clearer if you talk to him.”

“I agree. If you come in there with a clear and strict decision of forgiving him or not means you don’t want to hear what he has to say. Plus, I do think it’s good on his end that he’s trying to make up for his behavior by trying to negotiate with his own agency. Everyone knows how hard it is for idols to stand up against their own companies—we would know out of all people would know,” Jiwoo points out.

Both of them made sense in what they were saying. If anything, you were starting to understand how important it is to have a talk with Sunwoo.

“So, I’m not wrong for wanting to forgive him?” You ask as you seek validation.

Jiwoo sighs. “You’re not wrong for wanting to hear him out. To hear out the person who betrayed you in hopes to understand and possibly forgive them speaks so much of your character, Y/N.”

“You know, you really are too good for this world. In other instances, I would have told you to ghost this guy and go on with your life.” You laugh at Heejin’s words. “Yet, the way you talk about Sunwoo and all the good things he’s done for you makes me hope that it all goes out well. You’re the one person I trust when it comes to forgiveness—you know that you deserve respect. Of course, you still need to work on acknowledging your achievements,” Heejin continues making you gasp.

“Hey! Soeun won’t get off my back on that, you know?”

“Yeah because it’s true and something you need to focus on,” Jiwoo argues and smacks your arm.

“You work too much!” Heejin exclaims.

“Heejin, I have to work or I’m going to be broke. Being an independent artist is hard,” You point out.

“We get it. I mean, you’re talking to us out of all people!”

Your group bursts into giggles. It is crazy to think that you three had to undergo mistreatment that scarred your lives. In no way was it right but it is something you three trauma bond over.

“So, what are you going to do?” Jiwoo finally asks.

Instead of answering, you grab your phone and message the man who you needed to hear from.

Sunwoo was not focused during his dance practice. If anything, he has been unfocused since you first stormed out of the building that one day. Of course, he tried to do anything that would help him get his mind on track. However, with the comeback date approaching and no clear future for his and Chanhee’s track, he has been stressed out. It did not help that he missed your presence the most.

“Yo, Sunwoo? You good?” Kevin snaps Sunwoo out of his trance.

“Huh? Oh yeah, sorry.”

Everyone in the group knew that Sunwoo was not his usual self. With the stress of the comeback and his argument with you, many of the members noticed how scatterbrained he has been. Although Chanhee and Changmin made an attempt to talk to him about it, he always shut them down. This is why when Sunwoo approached Chanhee with the idea of talking to Jihoon, Chanhee was shocked about his best friend talking about you after so long.

Jihoon says that he is getting close to sealing the deal with Mr. Yoon. However, he requested to have a meeting with Sunwoo and Chanhee to hear the request from them. With the meeting happening in three days, Sunwoo found himself ridden with anxiety.

There are so many ways in which the meeting could play out; Mr. Yoon easily agrees with their negotiation and has Y/N’s work as the final track; he denies the request and pushes back the unit song for the next comeback instead; or, Sunwoo could lose his job. Everything about this situation stressed him out, but he knew that it was something that needed to be done.

“Okay everyone, let’s stay focused. We have so many segments to fix on,” Sangyeon calls everyone’s attention.

“Sangyeon’s right. Sunwoo, we really need your help here,” Changmin hated to say that to his best friend knowing fully well of the situation, but the time constraints were putting pressure on everyone.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry everyone,” Sunwoo apologizes as he rubs his eyes in frustration.

“Hey, let’s cut some slack for Sunwoo. He’s going through a lot,” Eric attempts to defend his best friend.

“Yeah, but if we don’t show Jihoon hyung anything good, we’ll be scolded,” Hyunjae explains.

“But you guys know that Sunwoo hasn’t been sleeping well since his fight with Y/N,” Chanhee chimes in.

“I know that, but remember when we delivered a bad performance to Sunghoon?” Juyeon shares which made the chatter stop.

The mention of their old manager brings the group into silence. Everyone’s experiences were different, but all would agree Sunghoon has single-handedly traumatized the members. Through insults, invasion of privacy, and gaslighting, many members of the group felt unsafe with him.

“Hey, don’t think about him. We’re safe now, okay?” Sangyeon says before anyone could continue spiraling down into memory lane.

“I’m sure Jihoon hyung will understand, but we still need to present something that would fulfill the standards of the company,” He continues as he stretches his shoulder.

Before anyone could say anything, the door of the practice room opens and reveals Jihoon and Jongseob, their choreography teacher.

“Speak of the devil! We were just talking about you, hyung,” Kevin exclaims with a smile on his face.

“Oh, talking about me? I hope you’re not planning to find a way to sneak out of the dorm again,” Jihoon jokes.

“To be fair, Hyunjae and Younghoon dragged us with them!” Jacob tries to defend him and Kevin while Jihoon only laughs.

“How’s the practice? I thought it would be good to leave you guys to work by yourselves,” Jongseob asks the group.

No one answers.

“I’m assuming that you’re still struggling.”

“Hyung, I think we’re getting stressed by the lack of time and progress,” Changmin pouts.

“And that’s why I’m here to help! Let’s try to refine up to the 2nd verse and work on the rest tomorrow, okay?” Jongseob asks which has the group scream out in happiness.

“Can I speak to Sunwoo first?” Jihoon asks.

Sunwoo only nods and walks out of the practice room with Jihoon. He continues to follow Jihoon until they reach an empty recording studio. Once the two entered, they made their way to the black couch that stood at the end of the room and sat down.

The thing is that Sunwoo is nervous. The name of Sunghoon being mentioned brought him memories he wished he could forget. So to be seated alone with Jihoon only rid him of anxiety.

Sunwoo did not have it in him to share what he went through with anyone. So when Y/N asked him back then what his experience is like with The Boyz, he purposely omitted it. It is not that he did not trust Y/N but more that it was hard for him to ever have to vocalize his own experiences with Sunghoon that almost pushed him to leave the group.

“Hey, Sunwoo? Are you okay?” Jihoon snaps Sunwoo out of his trance.

“What? I’m sorry. I’m okay, hyung,” Sunwoo says with a quick smile as a cover-up.

Jihoon only frowns and says, “Sunwoo-ah, I know you well enough to see that you’re upset about something. It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it but you don’t need to lie to me.”

Sunwoo shakes his head and lets out a sigh.

“I’m sorry, hyung. It’s just that I’ve been so lost with… everything, really,” Sunwoo attempts to joke as he lets out a chuckle.

“No, I get it. With what you’re going through with Y/N, the comeback date coming soon, and your upcoming meeting with Mr. Yoon, I would be surprised if you weren’t stressed.”

“Yeah but… I’m trying to deal with it.”

“And you know that you don’t have to deal with it alone, right?” Jihoon is only met with silence.

“Sunwoo, you are a very talented guy whose charisma manages to bring up everyone’s mood. You somehow–no wait, you are the life of the party for many and the shoulder to cry on for others. So you should know that whenever the burden is too hard to carry, you have people you can rely on—me, your members, Y/N even.”

Sunwoo only sighs as he plays with his hands. “I know, you’re right. I think it’s just weird to still be open about anything.”

“Hey, I understand. I mean, I get that it would be weird to be open with your manager but I always want you to know that I am not like Sunghoon,” Jihoon tries to make a point by holding onto Sunwoo’s hands.

“I’m sorry to bring his name up but I know the damage he’s inflicted upon you guys mentally and physically. Every day, I still see how his memory continues to live with you guys from the way you function during comeback season to the way you treat yourselves. So when I look at you now, I feel the need to reiterate it.”

Sunwoo cannot help but smile at Jihoon. One of the things that Sunwoo appreciates about Jihoon is that he has always been attentive to the needs of the group. From food cravings to fatigue levels, Jihoon always found ways to make sure every member was heard and understood.

“Thank you, Jihoon hyung. It means a lot. You do so much for us and I hope you know how much we appreciate you,” Sunwoo says, which earns a smile from Jihoon.

“I know that even if you guys tend to mess around or sneak out of the dorm every once in a while.” The two burst into laughter.

“Well, I just wanted you to know that. Now, the reason I called you here is to talk to you about more details about what to expect from the meeting.” Sunwoo nods. “Thankfully, Soeun and I discussed thoroughly the details and what might help with the negotiation pushing through. Thankfully, I will be in the meeting to help so you don’t have to worry too much. I do think you and Chanhee need to prepare a good and rational explanation as to why they should accept Y/N’s work as the final track and I can deal with all the technical details such as dates and whatnot. I’ll send you a proper message later tonight.”

Sunwoo nods firmly and shows Jihoon a smile. Before he could say anything, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. As he takes it out to see the notification, he is surprised to see a message from you. As he gasps, Jihoon could only guess what has Sunwoo in such a reaction.

“I am guessing that you have somewhere to be.” Sunwoo shoots Jihoon a smile and hugs him briefly.

“Thank you, hyung! I’ll see you later,” He says as he stands up and quickly makes his way to the door.

“Yah, don’t forget you need to be in the dorm by 9 PM latest!”

It is 4:21 PM. You were seated in the same cafe where you met up with Heejin and Jiwoo. You decided to get a chai latte to accompany your book. Although you tried to read the pages of Crying in H Mart, you could not keep your mind off of your upcoming meeting with Sunwoo.

You decide to grab your phone and look back at your conversation with Sunwoo.

y/n: are you free to meet?

zzoguri 🦝: of course! i can meet you around 4:30?

zzoguri 🦝: where should i meet you :]

y/n: there’s actually a cafe i frequent that’s near my place. it’s called milk and roasters

y/n: i can send you the google maps details if you need it

zzoguri 🦝: it’s okay i found it. i’ll see you :]]

As you continue to look down at the conversation that took place hours ago, you start to feel anxiety pool at the bottom of your stomach. Although you are the type of person who stands their ground and likes to hear people out, you cannot deny that you were the anxious type. Your tendency to overthink always brought you to hypothetical situations you never wanted to experience.

This is why you never noticed that Sunwoo entered the cafe as you continued to stare down at your phone.

“Hey.”

You felt yourself jump in your seat at Sunwoo’s sudden voice. As you look up at him, you notice a sheepish smile plastered on his face.

“Jesus! Sunwoo, you scared me.”

“To be fair, I wanted to see if you really were easy to scare like I’ve seen in the old 1CON vlogs,” He says as he takes a seat across from you.

“Oh god, you really watched those? I was such a baby then.”

“Of course I did! You were my number one pick—you still are.” You could only roll your eyes at Sunwoo.

“Plus, Haknyeon did mention you’re my celebrity crush,” He continues as he looks out the window.

You only giggle and say, “I can’t believe that getting me to work on your unit track was just a ploy for you to meet your celebrity crush.”

Sunwoo was about to protest but no words left his mouth. “Yeah, it really was.”

You try to hide the smile forming on your face by taking a sip of your chai latte (though you are not sure if you were blushing). Once you put your phone and book away, you look right at the boy seated across you.

“I’m ready to listen regarding the negotiation.”

Sunwoo lets out a sigh at first to prepare what he was going to say. Although he spent his time drafting a flow of what he would say on the way to you, he was scared that he would fuck this up.

“Ever since our, you know… fight, I’ve been trying to find a way to make this all right. I thought I could just apologize but I knew it wouldn’t be enough.” Sunwoo tongues the inside of his cheek. “I mean, I basically asked you to give your work as a demo despite knowing all the times your old companies didn’t credit you for your work—let alone properly pay you for it. That’s why I talked with Chanhee about negotiating again and he was open to the idea.”

“We eventually found ourselves talking to Jihoon hyung and one thing led to another. We’re trying to push for your work to be the final track for many reasons; there’s not enough time to outsource another producer who would deliver a track within the projected internal deadline; it would be impossible for me and Chanhee to squeeze in enough time to work with a new producer since we’re focused on our comeback performances; and it’s also not fair to you—above all reasons, that is the one that I find important to address.”

Sunwoo takes a deep breath. “Y/N, I’m sorry for ever asking you to do something that would only have you relive your trauma or create room for more disrespect directed towards you. When I looked back at our conversations about your time in JYP and Stone Music Entertainment, I only realized after our fight what I was asking you to do. You do not deserve to be forced to relive your trauma. So above everything, I’m sorry.”

You are silent for a moment as you process his words.

“Sunwoo, so why did you ask for me to accept the deal then?” He lets out a sigh at your question.

“I… don’t know,” He admits. “I know, that sounds so shitty but I really don’t know what was on my mind to push you into the deal. I think I wanted to believe that they wouldn’t make any significant changes to your work; I just wanted to rap to the song you produced,” He trails off.

“But also, I think a part of me was scared.”

“Scared of what?”

“I… I think I was scared of how Jihoon hyung and Mr. Yoon would react if you denied the deal. I–this isn’t about me, sorry. Just know that it was wrong on my end; I’m doing all that I can to fix this,” Sunwoo answers as he looks down at his crossed arms that rested on the table.

You do not know what came to you, but you found yourself reaching out to Sunwoo’s arm. As you rested your hand there, he looked up at you with eyes filled with guilt.

“Sunwoo, it’s okay. You can tell me—this is also about you as much as it is about me.”

At first, Sunwoo was hesitant to share with you something so traumatic and personal to him. He hates to vocalize any experience related to Sunghoon. Yet, the moment you showed your smile that filled him with warmth without fail, that is when he knew it was time to tell you.

“A part of me would think that I would have to carry the blame or the burden if you denied the deal,” Sunwoo starts off. “I felt as if I would have to be in charge to clean up the mess. I mean, I was the one who pushed for you to be the producer for the unit track. It made me think that if we didn’t get to use your work, I would need to do all the work once again. But most of all, I was scared that I would get scolded by the company.”

Sunwoo sighs. “Y/N, remember that conversation we had when we were at the convenience store? The one where you asked me what it’s like to be in The Boyz?” You only nod.

“I know I mentioned that the scolding was the worst of it all and… it’s because of what the group had to go through back then.” You found yourself slowly rubbing his arm in hopes to comfort him.

Sunwoo sucks in a breath.

“We had a manager before Jihoon; his name is Sunghoon. He was our manager back in our pre-debut to freshly debuted days. At first, Sunghoon was a great manager. I mean, he took care of us and defended us on most occasions. If anything, we trusted him so much with so many secrets.”

“But something flipped in him—or maybe he was just always a bad person and we never noticed. At first, he would manipulate us into thinking we were too fat or we lacked so much skill that it would cost our debut.” Sunwoo found himself shuddering at the memories. “At one point, I remember that he made Changmin believe that it would be impossible for him to improve in singing. Changmin took that to heart because he only had dancing. He knew that if he didn’t show any improvement, he would be kicked out of the group.”

Sunwoo closed his eyes. “I think one of the worst things I underwent is the physical and mental exhaustion he would subject me to.”

“Out of all the members, he expected me to be the perfect dancer—the one to get the choreography and perform it exquisitely within the first days of learning it.” Sunwoo shakes his head. “But for some reason, he made me believe that all the times I would slip up were the main reasons why I was holding the group back. Although the group tried to tell me that I was one of the best dancers and it was fine for me to make some mistakes, I started to believe that I was at fault if I wasn’t doing anything perfectly.”

“It started to reach a point where Sunghoon would force me to stay late in the practice rooms alone and he would force me to perform the same choreography until I got it perfectly. The other members said it was weird that only I was being subjected to that but the others had other mistreatments they were being put through; Haknyeon was put through inhumane diets; Juyeon and Changmin were forced to sing until their vocal cords would strain; Kevin and Jacob would not be allowed to talk to their family back in Canada; and so much more.”

The more Sunwoo shares his story, the more your heart would ache for him. It was not right that he had to go through such a traumatic experience in the same way that you should not have been discredited for your creative works. It is not right that so many trainees and idols are continuously subjected to mistreatment as if they are only tools for the success of these companies.

“No matter how many times Sangyeon tried to talk to Mr. Yoon, he would not believe us. And somehow, Sunghoon always found out whenever Sangyeon tried to talk. The–god, the physical abuse I had to see Sangyeon undergo was terrible. I think he had it worst out of all of us.” Sunwoo bites his lip.

You wish you knew what to say when you heard Sunwoo’s story, but his experience is something you do not think you had a place to comment on. All you could do is hold onto his arm—only caress him in a way that you wish could heal him of all wounds.

“Somehow, we managed to get our families involved. It was risky since we had no contact with them because of Sunghoon, but Hyunjae found a way. It only helped that some of us were still minors when we debuted. Mr. Yoon finally listened once our families got involved and we never saw Sunghoon again.”

“But the worst of it all is that no one knows what happened to us publicly. We weren’t allowed to talk about it outside of the group—even our families weren’t allowed.”

For a moment, silence comes to you two.

He sighs. “I don’t know what Sunghoon is doing now; many of us pressed charges against him but he quickly solved it. So while he continues to walk around, I’m here still picking up the pieces. I feel at fault for everything that doesn’t go the way we had planned out—just like how Sunghoon made me believe that any mistake I committed held back everyone.”

You do not say anything. In situations like these, you think it is best to just listen until the person speaking gives you a clear indication to talk.

As Sunwoo continues to look down at your hand that rested on his arm, he felt a sense of warmth fill him. And you least expect it when he grabs a hold of it and intertwines his fingers.

“Y/N, I want you to know that you do mean the world to me, and I’m sorry that I ever treated you like that.” His eyes are filled with guilt as he says those words. “But I feel even more sorry knowing that you started to doubt our friendship just because of my actions. So I meant every word I said that night when I brought you back home, and all others during the time we spent together,” He speaks as he draws circles with his thumb on the back of your hand.

It felt so nice to be cared for by Sunwoo—you could only imagine how it would feel to be loved by him.

“Sunwoo, I forgive you and I’m sorry you had to go through that.” You give him a small smile. “You don’t have to be sorry for ever keeping that memory to yourself; I would’ve done the same. Typically, people would just apologize or even go on with their days. You though… you went to such great lengths to fix all of this, and I’m forever thankful for you.” You take a look at your interwoven hands. “So I want to at least tell you… thank you for this, and I always want you to know I’m here for you every step of the way.”

Sunwoo cannot help but smile at your words. “You’re too good to me.”

“I think you’re talking about yourself,” You giggle.

Sunwoo was seated across from Mr. Yoon with Chanhee and Jihoon by his side. He still could not believe the day had come. He has had numerous discussions with Chanhee and Jihoon about what needs to be said. With the pressure of comeback day coming, the uncertainty of the NEWSUN track, and your overall happiness, he knew he had to do anything possible to have Mr. Yoon agree to the negotiation.

“Hello everyone. You have called this meeting to hold a negotiation regarding the NEWSUN unit song and to discuss our last encounter with Y/N,” Mr. Yoon starts off.

“Yes sir, I will have the boys speak first and I will present the technical data after,” Jihoon responds.

Chanhee sucks a breath in. “When Sunwoo and I were conceptualizing what we wanted from this track, we wanted to ensure a performance that captured our charms, capabilities, and message we wish to convey. It took months for us to truly decide on what type of song we wanted but we were always certain to have Y/N produce the final track from the start. It is our dream to work with them—let alone meet them. With that, both Sunwoo and I were happy to see the final product of the track that we believe fulfills the standards of the company, especially under the supervision of Jihoon hyung.”

“Although you wish to have Y/N’s work as a demo, both parties previously agreed to their work acting as the final track with only minimal edits if necessary. However, with them unaware of the change in the contract, we lost the perfect track to work with. With this, Chanhee and I agreed that it would be best to discuss with you on what can be done to proceed forward,” Sunwoo says.

Jihoon points his laptop screen to Mr. Yoon with the calendar showcased. “Sir, we have spent around a month working with Y/N as the producer as we were under the impression that their work would act as the final track. However, with your proposed changes of requesting a demo, it was impossible for the team to outsource enough producers willing to agree with the proposed internal deadline.

“Along with this, the group is now at the stage where they are heavily focused on refining their performance for the title track. With the time constraints, both Chanhee and Sunwoo may be unable to work with a new producer to create the track they envisioned. Lastly, it is important to point out that the company luckily got away with this as Y/N is an independent artist with not enough manpower to sue for a breach of contract. Still, it is not right that we amended the details of the contract and did not get a clear understanding of whether they were aware of the changes,” Jihoon continues.

“We ask for you to reconsider having Y/N’s work as the final track as it fulfills the vision of mine and Chanhee’s. Y/N is a well-respected artist in the industry whose tracks ensure success for the artists they work with. Through the number of sales and streams other artists have as seen here…” Jihoon shows a line graph. “... then we can hopefully predict similar results for the group as well.”

Sunwoo hesitates for a second as he gets a good look at Mr. Yoon whose facial expression never faltered. “My time working with Y/N has improved me as an artist as I got to learn from them. Not only that but I believe they are a well-respected partner that the company could keep close contact with. But above everything, Y/N does not deserve the treatment we subjected them to. If anything, it is an honor that we got to work with them.”

Sunwoo takes a second to breathe. “Both Y/N and I have grown closer during our time working, and I would hate to disrespect an artist and friend like them.”

For a moment, the CEO only looks at the three people who sat across from him. Sunwoo knew that Mr. Yoon could do anything he wanted and that they would have no absolute say in it. But for once, he was clinging onto that string of hope that maybe their company has changed and learned to listen to their artists.

“Okay.”

It took a bit for Chanhee, Sunwoo, and Jihoon to register what Mr. Yoon said. However, when he nodded, a smile showed on their faces.

“You are right, Y/N is a well-respected artist who we must keep in close contact with. With the time constraints, I cannot risk pushing back the unit track any further as the marketing materials have already been made. And Jihoon is right, I am lucky enough to have gotten away with this but it doesn’t make it right.” Mr. Yoon sucks a breath in. “So you are right, and I’m sorry for not listening to you. Jihoon, please send an email to Y/N’s manager. Hopefully, they would still allow us to use their work as the final track,” He orders Jihoon.

“Now, get back to work. You better deliver good results for this comeback.”

It is 3:23 PM. You were at home enjoying a bag of chips as you watched The Uncanny Counter on Netflix. Soeun had an emergency to attend to which is why you decided that today would be a good day to not do anything. As you were sprawled over the sofa, you watched So Moon and Do Hana interact on screen.

“Sejeong is so pretty,” You muttered to no one as you continued to snack away.

While you were invested in the show, you were surprised to hear the doorbell ring. You frowned to yourself as you got off the couch. Once you make your way to the front door, you take a look into the peephole to see Sunwoo.

“Shit!” You exclaim quietly as you look down at your clothes; a grey oversized RJ of BT21 shirt and blue checkered shorts.

You can hear Sunwoo’s snicker from the other side of the door.

“Yah, Y/N! I can hear you, let me in.”

“Sunwoo, I am not dressed up!”

“It’s okay, just let me in,” He knocks on the door.

As you get annoyed with his knocks, you give in and swing the door open. A smiley Sunwoo appears by your doorstep (though you did notice his smile getting wider when he saw what you were wearing). You frown at him and take a step to the side to let him in.

You close the door and say, “I did not expect to see you today.”

“Well, I’m here. I just had my meeting with Mr. Yoon.” You felt your lips part open as anxiety started to creep in.

“Oh my god, I thought it would take some more meetings.” For a moment, you felt yourself panic over what news Sunwoo may have brought into the household.

However, Sunwoo still had that stupid smile on his face (something you still greatly love and despise). And you are left shocked by what leaves his mouth. “I sealed the deal. Y/N, your work is now officially the final track of mine and Chanhee’s unit song!”

As soon as he shared the news, you felt yourself jump in happiness and hug Sunwoo. At first, Sunwoo was stiff as he was not expecting you to hug him so suddenly. But the moment you hugged him tighter is when he let himself melt into the hug. His arms went to wrap around your waist and lifted you off the ground slightly.

“Sunwoo, I can’t believe it! You did it!”

Although the negotiation seemed more about you, you believed it to be for Sunwoo. Ever since he told you his story in the cafe a few days ago, you were worried about him confronting his boss. You did not want him to do anything that would ultimately risk his career. And yet, here he stood before you, victorious than ever.

With your arms still wrapped around him and his with yours, you decided to lean a bit backward to look at him properly. “You managed to get the track! Now, you and Chanhee can say that you fulfilled your number one wish.”

Sunwoo chuckles as he looks directly back at you.

“Yeah, I guess so. But Y/N, that’s not my number one wish.” You let out a gasp.

“Kim Sunwoo, you’re saying that working with me is not your number one wish? After Haknyeon had to tell me that I was your celebrity crush?”

Sunwoo rolls his eyes. “How many times do I have to say that you are my celebrity crush?” You only frown at him.

“Haha, stop with the lies.” He shakes his head.

“Well, you better be happy you at least got to get that wish fulfilled—whatever your number one wish may be,” You mutter the last half bitterly which only makes him laugh.

You let go of him and make your way back to the couch in your living room. As you moved aside your bag of chips, Sunwoo took a seat beside you.

“Hey, you don’t want to celebrate this win?” You let out a hum as you were thinking over his question.

“Shouldn’t we be celebrating with Chanhee then?”

“Chanhee has something else he needs to attend to,” He says only for you to pout.

“I miss that guy, you know?”

“Well, we can try to celebrate with him on another day.”

You nod. “Well, what do you have in mind?”

“Honestly, I can only think of eating out as an option.”

You started to think of what other things you and Sunwoo could do. “Oh! What about drinking?”

As you look at him excitedly, he only shakes his head with a small smile on his lips.

“No drinking? Why? Is it because it’s your comeback soon?” You ask.

“No, it isn’t that.”

“Well, what’s wrong with drinking? You hate drinking with me, do you?” You tease only for Sunwoo’s smile to get bigger as he shakes his head once more.

It takes him a moment to speak. “I don’t trust myself with alcohol when I’m around you.”

You felt your eyebrows furrow at the statement. With such an ambiguous statement, you were not sure what to make of he just said.

“Okay… well we can just eat out,” You say as you shut off the television screen.

“Alright.”

“But before anything,” You move closer to him and give him another hug. “Thank you again, and I’m so proud of you.”

It is 3:34 PM. You were in the backstage area where The Boyz will be having their comeback showcase. The group wished to extend an invitation to you to show their appreciation for having you work on Chanhee and Sunwoo’s track. As you tried to peek through the curtains, you noticed how big and spacious the stadium was.

“Y/N-ah, we have to move,” Soeun grabs your attention by tapping your soldier.

As she started to walk, you followed her closely. Every time staff members would pass by you, they would always greet you ecstatically. It still feels surreal that many people recognize you and respect you despite 1CON disbanding two years ago. No matter how washed-out of an artist you try to make yourself out to be, the love and regard you receive from many prove otherwise.

Soeun stops in front of a door that you are unfamiliar with. The moment she knocks, the door swings open to reveal Eric all dressed up in an oversized shirt, fishnets, and leather pants.

“Y/N! It’s so nice to see you here,” He says with a smile and takes a step to the side.

“I’ll see you later. I’m going to meet with Jihoon,” Soeun briefly says before leaving you.

As you take a step inside, you could see Hyunjae, Sangyeon, and Juyeon getting their makeup done. In contrast, Changmin, Chanhee, and Younghoon were busy playing around while Jacob, Haknyeon, and Kevin were on their phones showing each other TikTok videos. All of them were dressed up in clothing that would involve corsets, fishnets, leather, and more.

“Y/N! You’re here!” Haknyeon exclaims.

As everyone greeted you, you could only smile. “Hi everyone, I’m sorry I could not bring you guys anything to congratulate you on your comeback. However, I would like to treat you guys to dinner one day.”

“Ah, thank you! You really don’t need to,” Sangyeon responds.

“Please, I insist. I mean, you gave me an opportunity to participate in this album so it seems only right. I also got to make some new friends through this opportunity.”

Chanhee cannot help but smile. “Y/N, I still cannot believe that we got you to work on the NEWSUN track. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.”

“Will you be going to the afterparty later?” Kevin asks to which you nod.

Before you could say anything, you notice Sunwoo emerging from the back of the room dressed in a crop top with fishnets under and leather pants. For a moment, you feel your brain blank out at the sight of him (and his abs, though you hate to admit it). But the smile that shows up on his face when he sees you is something you could not help but feel so much warmth from.

“Y/N! I did not expect to see you here in our dressing room,” Sunwoo says as he walks closer to you.

Before you could say anything, he wraps his arms around you and gives you a hug. You felt shy at the sudden action, especially since his other members could see the interaction.

“You came to support me, didn’t you?” Sunwoo says cheekily with a wink to which you only roll your eyes.

“Sunwoo, can’t you just thank me for showing up?”

He only laughs and lets go of you. “Thank you, Y/N.”

“We also have a gift for you,” You spin to look at Juyeon who is not seated in his chair anymore.

You were surprised to see him bring out a signed album of theirs from behind him. “Wow, thank you!”

As he hands you the album, you closely inspect all the signatures on the cover of the album. You notice the smiley faces, the heart, and even a “Thank you, Korea’s Sweetheart Y/N <3” on it. You can only smile.

“If you look through the pages, you might actually find some doodles or notes from us,” Sunwoo shares as he looks over your shoulder.

As you skim through the pages, you can only giggle at the drawings that the members have left. “I hope you didn’t leave any of your drawings here, Sunwoo.”

“Hey, I can draw!” Sunwoo exclaims as you move your head to the side to be able to see him since your back was facing him.

“Whatever you say,” You smirk as you continue to flip through the pages.

Before Sunwoo could argue, Jihoon and Soeun enter the room.

“Ah, I see you’ve given Y/N the album. It would be good to take a picture of you all together and then Sunwoo, Y/N, and Chanhee.”

Everyone collectively agreed to take these photos so you all moved out of the dressing room to take a proper picture. Jihoon held his phone up as you and The Boyz repositioned for the photo. While half of them decided to crouch, the other half of them including yourself remained standing behind them. As you are pushed to the middle of Sunwoo and Changmin, you cannot help but hold the album up so it can be seen in the picture.

“You guys can get a little closer,” Jihoon calls out which has you all squeezing in.

“Perfect! I’ll be taking the picture now.”

“3…” You continued to hold up the album but felt Sunwoo nudging your side.

“2…” His arms start to snake across your waist.

“1…” And he brings you closer to him.

For a moment, you cannot hide the shock that appears on your face. But as you hear the shutter sounds, you quickly cover it up with a smile.

“There we go!” Jihoon says as he looks down at the photo.

“Can we just get Sunwoo, Chanhee, and Y/N?” Soeun asks those who are not part of the picture to step aside.

While Chanhee took his position beside you, Sunwoo’s arm never left your waist. You were hoping that you were not blushing hard enough for the members to notice—let alone Sunwoo. Though you could not help but look over at the other members who seemed to snicker at you two.

“Okay, 3…”

“2…” You felt Sunwoo rest his head on the side of yours.

“1…” All you can do is squint your eyes at his action.

The shutter sounds go off. “Y/N-ah, you’re so cute!” Soeun calls out.

Once you open your eyes, you can see Jihoon smiling in the pictures. “I’ll airdrop these to Soeun.”

“Can I see them?” Chanhee asks.

When Jihoon showed you three the photos, you could see your smile wide as ever and your eyes squinted as Sunwoo's head rested on yours. While Sunwoo opted for a wink, Chanhee chose to give a smile and a peace sign.

“Yah, Kim Sunwoo! Why do you and Y/N make me look like a third-wheeler?” Chanhee complained only for the others to laugh.

“So true, don’t leave out poor Chanhee,” Changmin jokes.

“Hey, I’m not!” Sunwoo tries to defend himself.

The group continues to argue but all you do is watch. The best thing about these guys is that you could really see their love for one another. No matter how many quarrels or (friendly) bullying they decided to put each other through, you knew how much they cared for one another.

“I hate to break the conversation but we really need you guys on stage in 10 minutes,” Jihoon points out.

As the group quickly made their way closer to the stage, Sunwoo stayed back for a bit.

“I will see you later, right? In the afterparty?” He quietly asks.

You nod. “Yeah, good luck.”

The moment you smile at Sunwoo, he feels himself smile as well. And somehow, he was quick enough to give you a kiss on the cheek. As you were left stunned in your place, he could only smile at your reaction.

“I’ll see you later.”

As he left you and made his way closer to the stage, you could not help but melt at the feeling.

“Y/N… did I really just see that?” Soeun asks as she tries to hold back a squeal.

Instead of replying to her, you quickly open the album and flipped through. In the pages, you saw notes from members that talked about some of their fondest memories with each other during the production of this album. You noticed doodles on different members’ faces and messages directed to you all around.

Once you reached the section that discussed the NEWSUN track, you saw messages from Chanhee and Sunwoo. Before you read Chanhee’s, you found your eyes focusing on what Sunwoo had to say:

Hi Y/N!

I still can’t believe that I got to meet my celebrity crush of how many years just because I asked for you to produce it. I want to say thank you for all the time we spent together when we prepared for this track. This track was already personal to me when Chanhee and I spent months figuring this out, but it became even more meaningful when we got you on it.

In the few days we worked together and the following weeks that came, I’ve learned to grow as an artist and as a person because of you. I’m so glad to have you in my life, and I’m thankful to have gotten to know you in all aspects you shared with me.

♥️ Your number one fan forever, Sunwoo

God, you really needed to know what to make of your relationship with Sunwoo.

The showcase was a success. You really enjoyed watching The Boyz not only perform but even interact with the fans. It kind of reminds you of all the other showcases you had with 1CON.

Now, you were being driven by Soeun to the location of the afterparty. You were typing away on your phone as you messaged Heejin and Jiwoo.

chuu chuu 🍎: oh my god y/n!! i thought you would ask what you guys really were before the showcase

heekki 🐰: yeah because didnt we agree on that?? what happened 🤔

y/n: well… i didnt LMFAO 😭 guys im so lost like i cant believe he just kissed me on the cheek infront of SOEUN!!!

heekki 🐰: that’s why you need to talk to him!!

heekki 🐰: it’s been so obvious he’s liked you since he met you

chuu chuu 🍎: i think him saying he can’t be trusted with alcohol when he’s with you just proves it too

chuu chuu 🍎: don’t forget the meaning of the song you worked on!!! remember!!!

heekki 🐰: omg he’s been hinting at their song when he said that? damn sunwoo 🤮 you are much smoother than i thought

y/n: STOP!!! okay i will talk to him i swear

“Y/N, we’re here,” Soeun says as she pulls up in front of the same building where you went to that one party with Sunwoo.

You exited the car and glanced back at Soeun. “I’ll see you later, maybe?”

Soeun only chuckles and says, “Yeah, unless Sunwoo decides that he wants to bring you home himself.”

“Soeun! Don’t say that!” You gasp at her comment only for her to laugh.

“Have fun!” With that, she drives off to wherever.

You continued to make your way into the building and tried to find the function room where the afterparty was being held. Thankfully, it was easy to find since you could hear songs from their newly released album being blasted through the walls.

Once you swung the door open, you saw staff members, idols that The Boyz is friends with, and others who are unfamiliar to you. You quickly made your way through the crowd of people in hopes to find anyone who could bring you to Sunwoo.

Before you could take another step, you felt someone grab on your wrist from behind. As you look back, you see Sunwoo dressed out of the crop top but in an open-button shirt with a tank top under.

“You really did come!” He says as loud as he could over the music that blasted.

“Of course I did, we need to celebrate your success.” He only shakes his head at your praise.

“Come on, I’ll bring you to the drinks–”

“Sunwoo, wait.” He stops pulling you in the direction where the bar is.

You suck a breath in. “Can we talk? Like maybe outside?”

For a moment, Sunwoo felt hesitant. His mind could only guess what the conversation may be about. With the way you look at him, he nodded and continued to walk in a different direction.

Eventually, you found yourselves by the outdoor area where you had a good view of the city lights and night sky. With his hand still holding onto your wrist, you continued to follow him to a green steel bench. The two of you sat down beside each other. As you tried to adjust your body to face him, you noticed that his hands have found themselves covering his ears. With that, you decided to rest your hand on top of his and bring it back down to his lap.

“Hey, it’s nothing bad,” You attempt to ease his anxieties.

Sunwoo sighs. “I’m sorry, I think it’s the nerves.”

You can only smile at him as you draw circles on the back of his hand with your thumb.

“Well, you’re at a party with me where there’s alcohol surrounding us,” You try to joke as you look down at your intertwined hands.

Sunwoo only chuckles. For a moment, silence comes to you two. As the wind comes in and rustles the leaves of the bushes, you are left to hear the sounds of nature (and the muffled sounds of The Boyz’s music) as you try to think of the words to say.

“Sunwoo, we’ve known each other for a while now. I mean, I originally agreed to work with you guys to see Soeun’s new workplace. I had to come to terms that she was going to resign from being my manager. But I think I found it within myself to accept it.”

In some way, your time working with Sunwoo helped you prepare for letting Soeun go as your manager. Somehow, you also found yourself getting accustomed to the feeling of working inside a company throughout all the times you and he would work.

“It’s just, I really was not expecting to gain a friend when I accepted the request, especially a close one. It’s weird because for all the other people I worked with, we’ve only been friendly to each other. But you, you actually took your time to really… know me in the same way I got to know you.”

“You listened, understood, and even comforted me when I needed it. I hope you know that I am thankful for all of that.” You smile. “That’s why above everything, I’m so glad I got to meet you and become friends with you in the process. I mean, you really did show me the pleasures of being your friend. Despite our fight, you always found a way to fix it all up.”

You sucked in a breath with your eyes downcasted. “But Sunwoo, with all the moments we shared, I don’t… even know what we are. The more time we spend with each other, the more boundaries keep getting crossed.”

And you finally let it out. “Sunwoo, what do you want from this—from us? I can’t just let you get away with all the flirting, the compliments, even the kisses.”

You hear Sunwoo chuckle which makes your eyes look up to him.

“It’s just funny when you mention kisses as if you didn’t leave me a kiss the night I brought you home.” You cannot help but let a giggle slip out.

“Okay, I’m at fault too. But I’m serious now—I don’t think I would’ve given you that… kiss if it weren’t for all the times you flirted with me.”

Sunwoo smiles as you whisper those last words. With his free hand, he reaches out to your face to caress your cheek. For a moment, he only looks at you with eyes full of adoration.

“Y/N, I like you and I want something with you.” He tucks your hair behind your ear. “For the longest time, you are the one celebrity crush who I followed closely. In your work, performances, and charisma in your Produce 101 & 1CON days, I always found myself admiring you and feeling supported by you. Even if you didn’t know me personally, I always felt as if you motivated me to keep going during my newly debuted days.”

“But when I finally got to work with you, that’s when I got to learn about you more outside of what I saw. In those moments, I realized that what started off as admiration had turned into something intimate and genuine.”

Sunwoo’s thumb draws patterns on your cheekbone. “Remember how I admitted to having a bigger dream other than collaborating with you?”

“Yeah, can’t believe I wasn’t your number one wish.”

“Well, you are.” You cannot help but smile at his words.

“For a long time, I think you’ve always felt like this unattainable wish to have. Yet, I worked so hard to be able to meet and work with you—the universe listened,” He whispers those last words as if he stored such beautiful phrases within him.

“I mean it when I never expected a genuine crush to develop within me when I got to know you more. I don’t want you to think that all of what I feel is based on the crush I had on you when I saw you on TV. No matter what, I never want you to doubt the feelings I have for you.” The moment Sunwoo smiles, you feel every limb of your body filled with warmth.

Before he could say any more, you felt your eyes flicker down to his lips. With him aware of that action, he held himself back from saying anything. His breath hitches at such a small action. As you feel yourself slowly lean in, you let your eyes flicker back up to his.

“Can I?” You whisper.

Instead of Sunwoo replying verbally, he closed the gap between you two. You wish there were words to describe what it feels like to kiss him. For now, you can only think of one word—overwhelmed.

There were so many emotions that came with the kiss; genuineness, joy, and desperation were to name a few. Sunwoo’s plump lips on yours were something you dreamt about late at night; you cannot believe that the dream came true. In the same he described you as an unattainable wish, kissing him felt the same as well. As you feel yourself get stuck in a daze with the kiss, you break it off and rest your forehead against his.

“... Wow.” You felt your heart hammer in your chest as you processed what just happened between you two.

“Was that okay?” He whispers with his eyes still on you.

You take a deep breath. “It was more than okay. I just–I felt so overwhelmed.”

“We can take it down a notch if you would want.”

“No!” You said a little too quickly which made him grin.

“No?” He mocks you.

You scoff. “Just shut up.” And you brought his lips back on yours.

With your lips interlocked for the second time, you cannot help but wrap your arms around his neck. It is as if there is some carnal desire within you to be as close to him as possible. Nothing is on your mind except for Sunwoo; his smile; his heart of gold; his ability to make you smile; his lips. You feel Sunwoo start to smile in the kiss which has you parting ways.

“God, Y/N—I didn’t know you wanted me that bad.”

You frown at him. “As if you don’t want me too, Mr. “I have always had a crush on you” like…” Despite your words, you cannot help the smile that threatens to show itself on your lips.

“Yeah, I do want you,” Sunwoo says so casually as if he did not know the effect his words had.

You feel yourself blush. “You know, you say that shit so easily to me that a part of me started to believe that this was just your way of being friendly and that I was looking too much into it—though many people did keep saying you were hitting on me. Do you do this with others you work with?”

“You talked about me to other people?”

“That’s what you got from what I said?”

Sunwoo lets out a laugh. “I was hitting on you. To be honest, I was doing it since I first met you but I think everything started to feel genuine during our first time in the convenience store. I mean, that’s when I got to actually know you but I’ll never really know when I first started liking you that way. All I know now is that I like you now, no matter if you were in 1CON or not.” He smiles. “And no, I usually think I don’t pay attention much to others the same way I do with you.”

The great thing about Sunwoo is that he always tries to soothe your doubts. Somehow, the universe gave you someone who likes you for all that you are. You two had your own baggage that you guys brought to the relationship, but you knew that anything felt possible as long as he was there.

“Now, what did you tell others about me?”

“Can you not?”

“You know I can’t. I like knowing how much you like me.”

It is 1:47 PM. You were dressed up in semi-formal attire appropriate for meetings. As you held your iPad close to your chest, you felt your palms getting sweaty and your heartbeat booms loud in your ears. The last time you were this nervous was when you were waiting for the final line-up results for 1CON.

“Y/N?” The secretary called out your name.

As you shot up from your seat, the secretary pointed to a door. “You can enter now.”

Once you made your way to the door, you felt yourself take a moment to breathe. The nerves were getting the best of you, but you knew that now is not the time to ruin your chances. You swung the door open and were greeted by Song Jooyoung and Choi Kyusung—the members of Black Eyed Pilseung and CEOs of High-Up Entertainment.

“Ah, Y/N! It is so nice to meet you once again,” Mr. Song says as he gets up from his chair to shake your hand.

“Ah, Mr. Song and Mr. Choi, it is a pleasure to see you once more.” Once Mr. Song took a seat, you sat in the chair across the two.

“I guess it is only right to first say that we were pleasantly surprised to see you when we opened auditions. It’s not all the time that you see Korea’s sweetheart wanting to audition for your company,” Mr. Choi says.

You smile at the two. “You’ve certainly improved since 1CON disbanded. Not only have you been producing music for yourself and artists but your vocals and movements have certainly grown over the years. When you weren’t signed, were you actively practicing?”

“Actually, I think I’ve been slacking when it comes to dancing. It was really me, my old manager, and two colleagues that really helped in making sure I would still be relevant in the industry.” You admit to Mr. Song.

“I mean, we can only imagine. It must have been a difficult experience,” Mr. Song says.

You let out a sigh. “It’s… definitely an experience. I think I learned a lot from this.”

“Well, you will have all the time to tell us about it later on. We evaluated your audition along with your recent works over the past two years,” Mr. Choi starts off. “After careful consideration, both Jooyoung and I agreed that you would be perfect for High-Up Entertainment. With your current skill set, we believe we can help you further hone these in hopes that you can reach your true potential.”

“Here in High-Up, we believe in the importance of artistic freedom. Not only will you be able to share your aspirations and dreams with us but we will guide you all throughout the process. Rest assured, you will not be alone—it is important to us that our artists can speak of what they wish to pursue,” Mr. Song says.

“Y/N, we know how difficult you’ve had it in the industry as an independent artist. Most of the time, you are criticized or praised for choosing to work on your own.” Mr. Choi takes a deep breath. “But we want to make sure that you know that we are here to support you every step of the way. You won’t have to work alone anymore.”

You feel yourself smile at the news. It means a lot to you for Mr. Choi and Mr. Song to say those words. After being subjected to mistreatment by different companies and being pushed under the spotlight for everyone to comment on everything you do, it warmed your heart to know that there are people who do care.

Not everyone is wishing on your downfall, and not everyone wants to treat you like a tool. Over the course of time, you realized that some people want to see you succeed.

“Thank you so much for having me,” You say as you bow your head.

“Before we officially sign you into the company, we will briefly discuss the terms of your contract. We will be sending it to your email right now,” Mr. Choi says as he types away on his laptop.

“Are you free to go over it? Don’t worry, we won’t pressure you to sign it right away. After all, we want you to have enough time to carefully deliberate.”

Instead of verbally answering Mr. Song, you opted for a nod.

“Alright, let’s get started.”

“Soeun, I got in!” You exclaim as you were seated on the bus going back to your place.

“Oh my god, I’m so happy for you! And you’re under the care of Black Eyed Pilseung.”

“Don’t worry, I haven’t signed the contract.”

You hear Soeun let out a sigh of relief. “Oh thank god, Y/N. Please let me look through it tonight and I’ll email you back.” You chuckle at her reaction.

“Of course. I’ll be sending the original and revised contracts your way. It’s funny how you’re still looking out for me even if you work in IST now.”

“I’ll always look out for you.” You smile at Soeun’s reply.

It’s been four months since Soeun officially resigned from being your manager. During those four months, you did not accept any offers for any collaborations. You knew that it would make your life complicated if you entertained any offers without any manager present. Instead, you focused on creating more tracks for yourself and scouting a company that you felt is worth trusting.

The bus was nearing your stop. As you got off your seat, you waited for the doors to open.

“Thank you, Soeun. I mean, you’ve done so much for me,” You say as you finally step out of the bus.

“Hey, I hope you’re still not beating yourself up over the fact I left JYP Entertainment with you. That was my decision, you know?” Soeun said as you were walking back to your place.

You let out a sigh. “I know, but it was hard to just be… okay with it. But I hope you're enjoying what you do in IST.”

“I actually am. I’ve been helping out Jihoon often with The Boyz and handling some of the trainees. You know, Jihoon was not lying when he said The Boyz are really… boys.” You let out a laugh at Soeun’s sharing.

“C’mon, it’s a group of like 11 guys. You must have at least expected it.”

Soeun groans. “I know. Thankfully, they’re nice and fun to be with most of the time. Though they can get out of hand.” You can only laugh.

You finally reached your place and tried to fish out your keys. “Hey, I’ll call you back. I just got back to my place. I’ll send you the documents later.”

“No worries! Take care and love you!”

“Love you Soeun! Thank you again.” Once she hangs up, you successfully retrieve your keys and unlock the door.

As you entered your home, you closed the door behind you. “I’m home!”

“Welcome back!” Sunwoo says as he comes from the kitchen dressed up in a sweater and checkered sleep pants.

You and Sunwoo have been together since you confronted him the night of his showcase. Most times, you found yourselves staying at your place since Sunwoo shares a dorm with Chanhee, Changmin, and Younghoon. During the past months, Sunwoo has been with you during this weird unemployment but self-discovery period. Never was he ever condescending to you, and you needed that desperately.

“Hey, you,” You say once Sunwoo pecks you on the lips.

“You know, you still look so good in that outfit.”

You chuckle as he looks at you from top to bottom. “I know Sunwoo, you said that when you saw me getting ready.”

“Yeah, but…” Sunwoo gives you one more kiss. “I just want to remind you.”

“Well, thank you. I like those pants on you.”

“You like it more when it’s off.”

You roll your eyes. “Point taken.”

As you made your way to the living room, Sunwoo followed closely behind you. The two of you took a seat on the couch.

“So… how did the meeting go?” Sunwoo finally asks.

You smile at him. “I got in!”

“Really? Y/N, that’s huge!” He says as he brings you into an embrace.

“I know! It’s crazy that I might be working under Black Eyed Pilseung.” You giggle at his reaction.

He gives you a kiss on the forehead. “I’m so proud of you. I never doubted you.”

“Yeah. During all the times I was panicking, you were always there to keep me at ease,” You murmur as you nuzzle your face into his neck.

“Though, I need to go through the contract again with Soeun. Wanna go through it with me tonight?”

“Of course, I’d do anything for you,” Sunwoo says as kisses your cheek.

You feel yourself smile at his words. He never fails to comfort you with words that feel as if they came out of a poet (though you could consider him a poet with how many lyrics he has written).

“I know you do, and I’d do anything for you too,” You say as you look up at him.

“Yeah, you let me stay in your home even when you’re not around.”

You roll your eyes. “Sunwoo, you practically live here at this point considering all the times you’ve slept over.”

“You don’t want me over?” He pouts.

“You know I do.” You look away from him only to be greeted with more kisses all over your face.

“Of course I do!” He teases as you groan playfully at his kisses.

“Sunwoo! You’re so obsessed with me.” He laughs and gives you one more kiss on the lips.

For a moment, you two look at each other with adoration. Nothing was said but it did not matter for all that needed to be uttered was shared in that moment.

“I love you,” Sunwoo whispers.

You feel your lips quiver at Sunwoo’s confession. Never did you ever expect yourself to be liked by someone in the way Sunwoo likes you.

“I love you too,” You say in response.

As you see Sunwoo smile at your words, you knew that your future would have him in it. At that moment, you knew how lucky you were to be loved by Sunwoo.

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Hi!! I’m a big fan of your writing (my favorite so far is the OFMD one, I’m so excited for an update!) I was wondering if I could request a Stede and Black Beard comfort fic, maybe little reader gets scared after a fight or something? Lots of tears and extra comfort from the two best guys 🖤 thank you!

Listen, college has been killing me so I’ve only watched the first three episodes of Season Two (no spoilers please) so with that I’m gonna write this fic similar to my fic on AO3. (Aka everything is fine, the crew is all together and Stede and Ed are together🥰) I am honored you love my fic on AO3! I promise once things settle down a bit I will get back to writing it! For now I would be honored to write this request! I absolutely love me a hurt and comfort fic! Especially with Stede and Ed!! Ahhhh!!! Plus to change it up from my fic on AO3 I made Izzy a Little with the Reader! I love the big brother vibes he has with the crew on the show. I hope you like fluff because this fic has all the cuteness! So please enjoy!! Thank you for the request! 💞💞💞

A Big Brother Solution 🏴‍☠️

Caregiver!Stede Bonnet, Caregiver! Blackbeard, Big Brother Little!Izzy Hands & GN Little!Reader (SFW)

Nicknames - Darling, sweetheart, little sweetheart, little one, cuddle bug, Papa for Ed, Dad/Dadee for Stede, Israel & Iz for Izzy,

Tags - accident, hurt/comfort, Izzy’s a Little too, hugs, forehead kisses, cuddles, story time, play fighting, sibling dynamics.

It was a beautiful day in the bays of a local island. The ocean rested calm against the boat with its beautiful turquoise color. The Revenge was docked off the coast of the island with most of her crew off to explore the island and its shops.

Aboard the Revenge is her Captains of course, Stede and Ed, as well as their two Littles Izzy and Y/N.

It had been an interesting story how the four had met. Y/N is Stede’s Little before he had met Ed and Izzy. They had left it all to pursue their shared dream of being pirates! Then they had met Blackbeard and Izzy during a crazy battle. Little did they know their four worlds would be changed forever.

Ed and Stede fell in love meaning Y/N and Izzy became sibling Littles, which at first was a bit rocky. The two come from different worlds, both have different headspaces and both are very different people.

They fought and they argued often. But strangely, after Stede and Ed sent them on a friendship mission to get fruit on a random island, when they returned…they were the best of friends. (A fic for another day possibly👀)

Stede and Ed never questioned, just happy to see their Littles were close to one another. Izzy was proud to be Y/N big brother. He liked showing them the ropes of pirating as well as being the protective older sibling.

Y/N enjoyed being the younger sibling too. They learned a lot of things following Izzy along. Plus they taught Izzy a thing or two, like it was okay to accept comfort and to let himself be vulnerable around them and their Caregivers.

And in return Stede and Ed became the two’s permanent Caregivers. Ed took on the title of Papa for both Littles. Stede took on the tittle of Dadee with Y/N, and Dad with Izzy. Both nicknames being chosen by their Littles of course.

Today with most of the crew off-ship, the Littles has a chance to really let loose and play around the ship without causing trouble for anyone else.

Ed and Stede sat on the main deck drinking tea and watched as Y/N and Izzy ran around playing sword fight with one another. Ed recently bought the two wooden swords. That way they didn’t seriously hurt one another when regressed.

“This is my ship and you’re trespassing!” Izzy yelled as he held his sword towards Y/N.

“I’m the new owner of this ship! So it is you who is trust-passing.” Y/N yelled back.

“It’s trespassing darling.” Stede helped.

“Oh, right. It’s you who’s tres-pass-ing!” Y/N corrected, taking the time to carefully say it properly.

Stede and Ed couldn’t help but smile at their Littles who ran around the ship giggling and clinking sword together.

“Me and my first mate Papa found this ship far and square.” Y/N ran over and pulled Ed arm. Ed gladly played along, putting his tea cup down and standing beside Y/N.

“That’s right, we found this ship first.” Ed smirked.

“Oh yeah?” Izzy then joined in the fun, pulling on Stede’s arm to join him. “Well my first mate said we saw this ship first so it’s ours.”

Stede happily joined in the fun. Putting his tea cup down and standing beside Izzy with his hands on his hip. “That’s right, my captain here found this ship before anyone else. And I was there to see it.”

“There! That otta sort things out. So if you’re on our ship uninvited then you’re our prisoners!” Izzy leaned against the side railing of the ship.

“Not too close to the edge of the ship Iz.” Ed called out.

While Izzy was distracted with what their Papa was saying, Y/N took off to another part of the ship.

When Izzy realized Y/N had disappeared he stomped his foot, “Damnit!”

“Izzy! Language!” Both Ed and Stede corrected.

Izzy muttered a small apology and quickly hid his eye roll before he took off on the hunt for Y/N.

He checked the ships kitchen, no Y/N. He checked their shared bedroom, no Y/N. He even checked the captain’s quarters, no Y/N.

Now Izzy was getting frustrated. Their game wasn’t hide and seek! It was sword fighting!! He was the oldest, he chooses the game!

Just as he was about to check another area of the ship when he noticed the bathroom door slightly open. He inched his way over, planning to jump in and scare Y/N, but the bathroom was empty.

But inside was a clue to what might’ve happened. On the wooden floor sat a puddle next to the toilet. Izzy sighed, his frustration leaving him and being replaced with worry for his sibling.

He followed on, looking to the top deck where the ship’s wheel was. There sitting in a ball was Y/N, softly crying to themselves.

Izzy put his sword down and made his way over to his sibling. “Y/N, it’s alright. It’s just an accident.”

To be honest he didn’t understand why they were upset to begin with. Their headspace was younger than his so he knew they were prone to accidents from time to time. Izzy himself never teased or made fun of it, knowing that he himself had an accidents on the occasion.

“It’s not just an accident Iz. I was supposed to be big today.” They turned around and faced him. “I told Papa I wanted to be big like you today and that I didn’t need to wear protection. But I couldn’t make it to the bathroom in time.”

Izzy listened on, taking a seat on the floor across from Y/N. “You know Papa and Dad won’t be mad or disappointed in you for having an accident. They see it all the time. I’m sure they’ll-.”

“No! I don’t want them to know.” Y/N casted their eyes down.

Izzy sat back a bit, looking at Y/N confused. Their light brown pants were now a darker shade of brown around their inner legs. Anyone could clearly take one look at them and see that they had an accident.

“Well…it’s going to be a bit hard to hide this.”

“What am I going to do Izzy? Do you have any ideas?”

Izzy was about to say no, but then an idea popped into his head, a rather crazy but workable idea.

He quickly stood up, “I have an idea, but you’re going to have to trust me on this one.” He held his hand out for Y/N to take.

Y/N looked at him quizzically, sure they trusted him…but they didn’t trust the look in his eye at the moment. Regardless they took his hand, “I trust you.”

Izzy smirked, “Good, now follow my lead.”

He led them over to the side of the ship. There he picked them up and sat them on the railing. With a quick glance to Papa and Dad making sure they weren’t paying attention, he continued on.

“Izzy…what’s the idea you had in mind?” Y/N asked after a moment, still patiently sitting on the railing.

“Well I was thinking, how can they see your accident if you’re soaking wet all over? CATCH!”

Before the idea had even had a change to click into Y/N’s head, Izzy threw a sack of potatoes towards them. Y/N caught the potato’s but the momentum threw them off and sent them overboard, splashing into the water below.

Ed and Stede stood up and rush to the side of the ship as Y/N lifted their head from under the water.

“Y/N?! Are you okay?!” Stede quickly yelled out.

Y/N nodded their head, “I think I’m okay Dadee.” They called back up.

“Oh no! I’ll save them!” Izzy called out from the top deck.

Before Ed or Stede even had a chance to let out a single word against it, Izzy had thrown his sword, boots and gloves off to the side and jumped over the railing into the water below.

But his heroics were met with an angry Y/N who splashed and pushed him in the water. “Are you kidding me? Throwing me overboard?! Are you crazy?!”

“I think a thank you is in order! After all I fixed your problem.”

“By knocking me overboard?!”

“Are your pants wet?”

“MY WHOLE BODY IS WET!”

“See? No accident in sight. You’re wel-.” Izzy was interrupted to a mouth full of sea water as Y/N splashed him.

“You could have just dumped a bucket on me!”

“If you had all the brilliant ideas then why did you ask me?”

“Because I didn’t have any ideas of my own but I didn’t think your idea would involve me getting thrown overboard!”

SPLASH!

Right between the two of them splashed Ed, who jumped into the water after the Littles.

“Papa!” Y/N said swimming over to him, Izzy not far behind.

“No need to worry. Papa’s come to get his little trouble makers,” Ed joked, “Come on you two, Dad’s putting the ladder down for us any second now.”

Right on schedule Stede threw the ladder over the side of the ship for the three of them to climb. Ed helped Izzy first, then he helped Y/N, before climbing up himself.

Once on the desk Stede wrapped Izzy, then Y/N in nice warm towels. Truth be told, the water was nice and warm but with the fall weather the air had a cold crisp to it.

Y/N was shivering, wrapped tightly in their towel. Izzy was trying to play it off but Stede could see right through the act.

Soon Ed climb aboard and grabbed the last towel from Stede.

“We’re going to have a chat about what happened. But first I want you two dry before you catch a cold.”

With Izzy’s hand in one and Y/N’s in the other, Stede led the two Little’s into the captain’s quarters to be taken care of. Ed followed along, drying his hair with the towel.

“Now you two wait here while I gather your things.” Stede placed a towel on the ground infront of the fireplace. He had them sit while he grabbed some supplies for the two of them.

Ed stayed behind, helping the two start drying their hair while they waited for Stede’s return. “Alright you little rascals. Let Papa dry your hair.”

The only thing is, Ed is a bit rough when it comes to drying their hair so Izzy and Y/N were trying to squirm away.

Ed chuckled, “Come on! Stay still!”

Stede popped into the Little’s room to grab them some fresh dry clothes. Instead of regular clothing he decided upon pajamas for the both of them, hoping the soft textures will be enough to entice them to take an afternoon nap.

With arms full of clothing he started to make his way back to the cabin when he noticed the bathroom door open. He shook his head, no one on this ship remembers to close the bathroom door.

But when he went to close the door, something caught his eye inside the bathroom. Then suddenly the accidental overboard business was starting to make sense.

Stede grabbed a mop and quickly tidied the mess up before closing the door. With another pit stop at the Little’s room once more for an extra item or two, he made his way back to his room.

Sitting on the couch were his now less damp Littles and his husband, trying his best to get the fussy Littles all cleaned up.

“Alright everyone, I come barring dry clothes for the two of you. But before we get you two changed, what exactly happen?”

Y/N and Izzy froze. They looked at each other worried.

Stede continued on, “One moment you were playing swords and the next Y/N was falling overboard. How did this happen?”

Izzy cooled his features. With a look of I’ve got this to Y/N, he started to explain, “You see, Y/N and I were playing but then we got tired of that game. So we started playing catch. Y/N sat on the railing as I would throw things back and forth to them. But I overthrew a sack of potatoes and when they grabbed it the weight of the sack sent them flying off the ship.”

Stede looked confuses, “You threw them a sack of potatoes to catch?”

Izzy shrugged, “I thought they could catch it.”

Stede crossed his arms and shook his head, “Izzy, you know that was too heavy for Y/N to catch. Roach is going to be very disappointed his sack of potatoes is at the bottom of the sea too.”

Ed crossed his arm and looked at me, “And Y/N, you know the rules. You’re not allowed to sit on the railing under any circumstances. It’s too dangerous and this just proves it.”

Tears started to collect in Y/N’s eyes. They didn’t want to be in trouble, but they didn’t want Izzy to get in trouble with the truth out. So they nodded their head and wipes their tears away, “I forgot Papa. I’m sorry.”

Ed always tries to be the tough one, but seeing Izzy or Y/N upset crumbles him to the ground. “Awwww, it’s alright Y/N. There’s no need to be upset. I think this whole situation is enough of a lesson as to why we don’t sit on the railings, right?”

Y/N sniffed and nodded their head. “Never again.”

Stede decided to step in, “Ed, could you take Izzy’s clothes and help him get changed in our bathroom? I’ll help Y/N get changed out here.”

Ed nodded, having a sense of what Stede was doing. They both needed a little moment away for some added comfort. So he took Izzy’s hand and led him off to the bathroom.

Once alone with Y/N, Stede leaned forward and wiped their tears away. “There, there, darling. You’re okay. Everything is okay.”

“Let’s get you out of these wet clothes.” Stede both said and asked. Y/N nodded before Stede started to help them.

The lie started to eat away at Y/N. Before Stede even had a chance of asking about the accident, they spoke up.

“I’m sorry Dadee.”

“Sorry about what?” He asked as he continued.

“Izzy is just covering up for me. Everything he said was true…but he purposely threw the potatoes at me so I would fall into the ocean. I asked him to.”

Stede stopped and looked at Y/N confused for a moment. But then the final piece of the puzzle set into place.

Stede nodded with a hum, “Would that be because a certain someone had an accident?”

Y/N didn’t say a word, just nodded their head as tears began to fall.

“Oh darling, there no need to be upset. Papa and I would never be upset with you over an accident.” Stede tried to reassure.

“It’s my fault! I told Papa I didn’t need to wear protection this morning because I wanted to be big like Izzy. But I’m not!” Y/N cried out.

“Y/N, Papa wouldn’t have been upset if you had an accident today. What did I tell you before we met Izzy?”

Y/N sniffed and wiped a couple of tears away, “I don’t remember.”

“I said not to compare your headspace to his. He is a lot older than you. But that doesn’t mean he’s any better or worse than you. It just means his needs are going to be different from your needs and that’s okay.”

“It’s okay if you have accident and need to wear protection. Papa and I are well prepared and are happy to accommodate your needs, just as we do for Izzy.” Stede explained.

“So you’re not mad?” Y/N shyly asked.

“No of course I’m not mad, only worried. I don’t want you to feel as though you need to hide away every time you have an accident. From now on I want you to find Papa or I right away. Understood?”

Y/N nodded their head, the relief starting to show in their face.

“Good. Now I leave it to you, would you like to wear a little bit of extra protection for the rest of today or would you prefer not to?” Stede asked. “I won’t judge you, norwill anyone on this ship. It’s not about what everyone else needs, it’s about what you need.”

“Could…could I wear a pull-up…just incase.” Y/N asked, a bit shy.

Stede nodded, “Of course, just incase.” He winked.

Stede helped Y/N finish getting changed. Once dressed in their pajamas, he lifted them up into his arms and held them in a tight hug.

“I adore you more than all the grains of sand in the ocean or all the fish in the sea.”

Y/N held Stede tightly, “I love you too Dadee. Thank you.”

Stede chucked, “You never need to thank me darling. I’m happy to be here for you and so is Papa.”

The two stayed like that, just having a nice moment together. Stede held Y/N tightly in his arms, rocking and swaying them back and forth. There nothing Stede loved more than holding his little one close. Well, second only to Ed.

And speaking of him…

Ed and Izzy emerged from the bathroom soon after. Izzy held Ed’s hand and stuck close to him, dressed in pajama with Ed dressed in more comfortable clothes too.

“I tried to convince this one that we were all taking a nap, but someone doesn’t believe me.”

“We can’t all take a nap. Who would watch the ship?! Plus I’m not even tirreeedddd.” Izzy dramatically said.

“Israel,” Stede called out, “The ship will be fine. You and Y/N could use a little rest before everyone gets back before dinner.”

“Could you…read us a book Dad?” Izzy shyly asked Stede.

Stede’s face lit up to the request, “Of course I can. Why don’t you help me pick a book while Papa gets the bed ready for all of us?”

Izzy happily nodded along before darting to the mini library on the other side of the room. Stede traded off Y/N from his arms to Ed’s, who happily accepted the sleepy Little.

“Papa!” Y/N happily said, wrapping their arms around him.

“My little sweetheart. You ready for a little nap?” Ed said, rocking them the same way Stede bad before.

“Yeah,” They said with a yawn, “Papa cuddle?” Truth be told Ed had some of the best cuddles.

Ed chuckled, “Of course sweetheart. Where would I be without my little cuddle bug?”

While Stede and Izzy went through the library looked for the absolute best story, Ed and Y/N got comfortable in bed cuddling together. But Y/N sat up for a moment.

“Papa…Izzy was just covering up for me today. I just didn’t want you to know I had an accident after trying to be big. I’m sorry I lied to you.”

Ed chuckle a little, “I figured as much. That sounds like Izzy.”

But then he shook his head, “There’s no need to be sorry. You know I don’t care about something as little as an accident. I’ll love you the same way whether you have one or a thousand accidents. I would be lost without my little cuddle bug.”

With a kiss to the top of their head, everything felt right in the world again. Y/N cuddles closer to Ed. His arm wrapped around their shoulders, their head placed gently on his chest. It really was the truth, he always gives the best cuddles.

The rest of the afternoon went peacefully for the four. All of them cuddled together in their big bed listening as Stede read one of his fairy tale novels.

Within two minutes, Y/N was asleep against Ed, satisfied and comfortable being their own Little with their own headspace. Izzy, despite not being tired, fell asleep half way through the story, cuddled close to Stede.

Stede looked over at Ed and Ed looked over at Stede as their Littles slept. They just smirked and shook their heads.

“Did Izzy tell you the truth?” Stede whispered.

“Oh yeah. While we were getting changed he told me what really went on. How about you?”

“Y/N has never been good at lying, especially when regressed and especially when it’s with the two of us.”

Again the two shook their heads. They truly loved their troublemakers through and throughout. They would change a thing about them, loving them just the way they were.

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fumifooms · 10 months

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You mentioned being open to marchil fodder, right? Well, let me ask you this how do you think these dysfunctionally functional lil guys would handle one or the other being sick, not with anything major but like a light flu or cold type situation.

Yanno things with chil kinda parenting marcille a bit or marcille lowkey panicking like chil is gonna die but he won't. What's your take on it since it's a common hurt comfort type premise?

Thank you for the ask!! I’m gonna start by talking about the clues that canon gives us because I have no self-control, but you can also just skip to the hc part and you wouldn’t miss anything about the meat of the topic heh~ Both of them would handle it really differently, both surprisingly well and surprisingly not

On Chilchuck’s side:

Chilchuck does have some nursing in him, but usually in small, casual ways, like how this dad compilation of him shows lol. He has no problem helping his party members around, and even scolding Marcille and warning her not to work herself sick. But, if he worries he tends to suppress it/not show it, and overall he’s pretty nonchalant over it. As seen with Marcille being hangover, unlike Laios he’s not worried over it at all and preaches the good old method of "drink water and rest!". I think he’d be a rather by the book caretaker, would do all the classic things for someone who has a cold. It bears remembering that Chilchuck is a father, a father of three even. Even if I’m sure he tended to leave most of it to his wife, he’s no stranger to loved ones being sick with colds and such, and would know the basics of homely nursing. With the second page I put above, I wanted to show though that while I think he certainly can nurse, he tends to leave that to others. When Marcille is out of mana, he stays out of the way rather than doing things for her. He’s someone big about roles, "My job is the rogue so don’t expect me to fight I’m here to help you get around, also no talking I’m just here for my job" "you’re the healer so get to safety because if you die we’re fucked" etc etc, and I think he tends to relay the responsibility of caring after someone sick onto others he thinks are more suited to it. Though as we see with his dad moment compilations, it’s not like he doesn’t feel the urge to care after people at all.

In this last picture, he leaves the comforting to others, which he probably think are "more suited for it" besides just being "yikes I’m staying out of that", much like Izutsumi here. He tries staying out of emotional talks.

There’s also a fun scene where Chilchuck is like "Healers having to be so in contact with people is a problem you know, it complicates relationships and is bad for a party". Take that as you will for how he likes/dislikes being nursed, though in this case he’s mostly referring to the touch aspect of it in a social situation with a group.

On Marcille’s side:

Whereas Chilchuck is pretty laissez-faire and competent though somewhat stays distant, Marcille would fuss and do too much.

Interestingly, Marcille is rather desensitized to wounded people. She’s also not shown worrying over her party members when they’re hurting over "recovery pangs". She’s shown healing Chilchuck a couple of times.

What’s interesting in her case is that she’s a healer, she’s very familiar with treating wounds and injuries with magic, but magic doesn’t heal illnesses much. Which, illnesses would def be a source of existential despair for her with her trauma, so I definitely can see her stressing over it a lot.

All that to say that she’s no stranger to nursing people, just not in the way that would really matter when it comes to treating a cold instead of a broken bone. On top of that, she’s a mom friend that naturally seeks to care after her loved ones, nurse them and take care of them. She’s shown being a real worry wart, fussing over Falin, from the time when she thinks Falin got stolen away by Laios to mid-canon, and we see that habit of caring after others with Izutsumi too. The only times that can qualify as her taking care of someone sick I think would be Laios with his kraken parasite, which since she could just physically heal the wounds it left she didn’t stress over it much, and with her dad which she was too young to really do anything about.

All that to say that unlike Chilchuck, the caring role suits her just fine, and that unlike him she STRESSES. She has the best of intentions, but she can try to do too much or go about it in a clumsy way, tends to be overbearing.

Headcanons time!

If Chilchuck was sick:

Since Marcille is shown to have some misconception about short-lived races/half-foots in canon, I def think it’d be possible for her to be like "half-foots have a frail health!! Even this cold might be grave!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" but I think that in that case, she’d run everywhere, getting him a cold compress and buying him the best quality take-out food and throwing herself at the feet of his bed sobbing and Chilchuck as soon as he’d pick up on it, while his snot goes everywhere and he looks 10 years older from his eyebags and his voice is raspy and he’s feeling dizzy from the fever, he’d explain that he’ll get over it soon and there’s no reason to overly worry about it, "so just get me some soup or something". And Marcille would go "Well you SAY that but you’re known to not take care of yourself enough and make yourself work too hard so I can’t trust you on this", but he’d be serious and comforting about it so she’d eventually relent and be more chill about it. But she’d still 100% take the day off from work to stay with him as much as possible, and would be ready at any second to jump to fulfill his every request. It’d end up being a pretty cozy day. She’d sleep hunched over the foot of his bed/his side or leaning back in a chair in the corner of the bedroom with a blanket. If it’s that bad, she’d stay awake and change his cold compress every hour or so and dab the sweat off of his skin with a damp rag. She’d stare at his sleeping face a lot, tired and worried but also feeling comforted at watching him breathe. Maybe in the dead of night after a day of caring after him frantically, she’d muse about illness and how fragile life can be, how there are bumps in the road and things can go unexpectedly, but it’d be like pressing on a bruise for her instead of sharp stabs, and she’d push the thoughts back, holding his hand for her own sake.

She’d 100% tuck him in and take some enjoyment from getting to nurse him too. Since Chilchuck doesn’t like showing his needs, being vulnerable or relying on others much she really doesn’t get to treat him in such an overtly caring way like this, his pride gets in the way of that. She’d spoonfeed him his soup and Chil would ONLY mildly complain. She’d rub his back as he pukes in a bucket, while he fumes at having her seeing him like this, like a mess. Can’t very well keep his usual bravado of cool and composed in such a situation, and he’d grumble and be frustrated about it. Marcille resists the urge to give him pecks-kisses to not get sick too. That has to happen at least once in their relationship lol, and then Chilchuck gets to be a little condescending and vindicated like "Told you so". Chilchuck complains every time she does it but he secretly enjoys it, he’s just like "gross, you’ll get sick too" (give me one more pls…). Her lips would be cool to the touch and he’d also really enjoy it if she were to put her hand to his cheek, if he’s feverish enough he’d more transparent about it but if he stil has his wits about him he’d be his typical tsundere and act totally unaffected.

In Chilchuck’s pov, he’d be frustrated at being sick for sure. He hates feeling unproductive or weak, at first he might argue that he can still do work, but at some point he relents and realizes that he might be undermining it, he does know that pushing yourself when sick only makes it worse after all, which doesn’t help productivity in the long run. He’s not fully a workaholic anyways, so he would partially enjoy the opportunity to kick back and relax, even if he can’t have alcohol… Being malnourished and underweight def doesn’t help sicknesses, so maybe it actually WOULD be more dangerous than people would assume, though I def think he’d stop his harsh diet post-canon. If he has enough headspace for it, I think he’d bring small chests and such that he has to unlock for his job, and it’d be like casual little puzzles to keep him busy as he tries to picklock them open. He’d like that sort of puzzle fidget toys I think. But if he shivers and his agility his reduced/it’s difficult he’d get really frustrated over it not being as easy as usual and being more tedious so he’d end up flying into a gamer rage and cussing and maybe even throwing the locked things away unless Marcille is there and soothes him lol.

In the aftermath, when he gets better, I think he’d try to treat her extra well. He’d bring her a nice eggs and french toast breakfast in bed and maybe they’d go out together that day. He’d be a bit embarrassed and grumbly but he’d thank her sincerely, probably hug her and sigh and be like "Sorry you had to see me like that." Marcille pats his back and is like "Don’t apologize come on. Yes I was worried and yes you were gross with puke on your chin… But also I got to see you being cute and depending me a bit while I nurse you ☆😋" cue pissing off Chilchuck and he retaliates and they end up bantering

Dish for sick people: Soup with pasta that easily goes down the throat with simple broth, sort of minestrone soup-like. She’d make sure not to put too much salt it soup hah, but she’d frantically remember Senshi’s lessons on nutrition and the importance of getting sick people nutrients and minerals, so she might go overboard a bit trying not to make it too barebones. I’m not good enough to do a nutrition traits wheel meal rating like in canon though haha

If Marcille was sick:

They notice pretty quick that she’s sick because Marcille loves to complain every time she feels a mild discomfort or inconvenience. At first Chilchuck brushes it off because, again, her complaining is common place, but one can only take so many "My throat feels scratchy" "It’s so hot in here" "I’m cooooold" (‘just put on a jacket’ ‘I have!’) "This doesn’t taste like usual :(" "Man why am I sweating so much today" "Chilchuck I feel bad" before they pick up on her having a cold. Her whining doesn’t end there however, even as he leads her to bed and gets her a cold compress and measures her temperature with a hand to her folder, she would dramatically talk about how she’s feeling and complain. Chilchuck even gives her a scalding diss of "you’re as whiny as my daughters when they were 5". "Chiiiiiil" she calls from the other room "What?" he shouts back, "Can you bring me my dog plush-pillow?" and he huffs but he does it. Caring for someone like that for a whole day wrings him out, but it does feel worth it when he goes to check up on her or bring her a heated pad or book at her request and sees her being all sick and mopey, yet still be her usual self. Unlike with Marcille nursing him, caring after someone like this does feel like work to him and there’s not one bit of him that’s happy to be doing it, but it’s work that’s worth it, work that leaves him feeling satisfied and content though tired out. He would care after her as many times and for as long as she’d need, and if he complains while doing it, well, it’d only be fair with how much she complains too. Although, he’s surprisingly gentle and quiet while she’s sick and caring for her, he still scolds when she does something less than ideal, like sitting up when she should stay laying down or puking besides the bucket, but he’s overall incredibly patient and lenient compared to usual, supportive rather than criticizing. While feverish and sloppy, unlike Chilchuck she wouldn’t try to maintain her composure at all, letting herself be a slob. She’d be eating her porridge and her hair would get in her mouth since it’s down, and Chilchuck would tie up her hair in a comfortable braid or other simple hairdo.

Chil nursing someone would be very by the book I think. He believes in home recipes and methods. Wouldn’t let her get out of bed, would make her basic porridge, would keep track of her temperature and such. He might skip over some fancier treatments or details though, like dabbing off her sweat unless it’s excessive. He would change her bedsheets though. He might even take a break from work and keep her company, and chat with her so she’s less bored and even hold hands. He’d even indulge her in a forehead kiss to bid her good night, telling her to call out his name if she needs anything during the night, and if they usually shared a bed at that point in their relationship then he’d sleep on the couch instead. Marcille would dramatically ask for a kiss but Chilchuck would ruthlessly refuse. He’d grumble about her taking her cold too lightly probably, but he also wouldn’t really worry about her. Being sick happens sometimes, and he knows she’s tough. It would pass.

Sick, feverish Marcille would be even more emotional than usual. Chil would cringe and brace himself for it every time she opens her mouth, but nurses her like a champ anyways with the patience of a saint. She’d go on rants, would keep telling him that she loves him over the smallest things. Her eyes would sparkle as she stares lovingly at him, and Chil def notices it but sweats and tries to ignore it all like :| If she gets delirious enough, at some point she would say "Chilchuck… I gotta tell you something…" "Hm-hm?" "I cheated on you." Glass breaking, Chilchuck falling over, "W-what? How?!" Marcille sniffles "The other day… An elf ambassador came to the castle… And I thought he was really pretty." She sniffles again, Chil’s heart is pouding, "And? What happened?" "And… He was really pretty! I’m so sorry. I thought he was really pretty, I’m not faithful!" and then Chilchuck realizes she’s just being dramatic over aesthetic attraction and he’s so PISSED, he untenses and his soul leaves his body a bit, he steps out of the room to go scream in a pillow because he knows he can’t take it out on her for having scared him. Pushing it even further if she in one moment can’t recognize him, and like he leans over her to give her a cold compress or something and suddenly her hand shoots out and push him away by the chin. "No! I am a taken woman…" and he’s torn between feeling touched and so over it, his neck hurts now. She calls him a tall and dark handsome stranger. Chilchuck considers calling for a doctor.

In the aftermath, Marcille is super thankful and keeps thanking him and praising him but Chilchuck is just like "I didn’t do anything special. If you want to thank me then finish cleaning up your puke bucket.". She wouldn’t stop though, making up for the time that she couldn’t cuddle and touch him while sick to be super affectionate. She’d be all over him and he’d be exasperated but also lowkey it feels nice too, he also missed her cuddles in the one day she was sick. Feels like getting your battery recharged. If people come by or like she goes to the castle she would tell everyone listening about how her lover was SO KIND and ATTENTIONATE and NURSED HER and is VIRTUOUS and COMPETENT and PERFECT and—

Dish for sick people: She wouldn’t praise his cooking skills then though. Chilchuck’s go-to for sick people is a bland af oatmeal porridge. It does its job. It’s easy to eat and keeps her alive well enough. She feels grateful over it and it gets brownie points from her because Chilchuck cooked it FOR HER with his HEART but she still can’t bring herself to rate it more than 3/5 stars aloud.

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They would be so marriedcore 🙏 Now I’m tempted to write a fic like this ngl. I’d prob call it Chills bc I love puns and that sounds like smth I can work in prose about heheh. Could even do two birds one stone by having it start by Chil getting sick and then Marcille indulging in kissing too much then Marcille gets sick haHAH ohhh yeah it’s all coming together 🔥 This took me all morning thank you for enabling my brainrot 💕💕 This is what you call a uhh whump fic right. I did have a fic planned like that except it’s an injury and not sickness

#Dungeon meshi #marchil #marcille donato #Chilchuck tims #headcanons #character analysis #bc I can’t control myself 😭#Btw anyone reading this feel free to use my hcs as prompt to write a fic or such go ahead if you want to #cw emetophobia #I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS WORD SOUP <3333 #Whump #Ask

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darkstar225 · 1 year

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Twice's 10th member is babysat by Kwon Eunbi

A/N: Heyyy, I'm coming up with a lot of stuff for you guys so I can make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that my friend LyraHarris8 who gave me this idea on Wattpad likes it! :)

The request: Hi I want to request can you do where the members have to go away for a day and they ask eunbi(kwon eunbi) to look after y/n as y/n were still a minor and eunbi adore y/n. Eunbi play with y/n all day and at night y/n ask eunbi to cuddle and she thought it was adorable. Y/n really love her eunbi unnie. Thank you ❤️

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden hue over the bustling city of Seoul. It was a rare day off for TWICE, the K-pop sensation that had taken the world by storm. But even on their days off, there were responsibilities to be met, and today was no different.

Y/N, the youngest member of the group and still a minor, had been left in the care of Kwon Eunbi, a former member of IZ*ONE and a close friend of the TWICE members. Eunbi adored Y/N like a little sister, and she had eagerly agreed to look after the young idol for the day while the rest of TWICE attended various appointments and meetings.

Eunbi arrived at the luxurious apartment building where Y/N lived with her older sisters, her heart fluttering with excitement. She had planned a day full of fun activities to keep the young idol entertained. As she stepped into the lobby, she was greeted by Y/N, who was dressed in comfortable loungewear and had a bright smile on her face.

Y/N - Eunbi unnie!

Y/N yelled as she rushed over to hug Eunbi.

Y/N - I'm so glad you're here!

Eunbi returned the hug warmly, her heart melting at the younger girl's enthusiasm.

Eunbi - I'm happy to be here, baby. We're going to have so much fun today!

TWICE's honey nodded eagerly, her eyes shining with anticipation.

Y/N - What are we going to do first, unnie?

Eunbi pulled out a list of activities she had prepared.

Eunbi - Well, first, we're going to start with some arts and crafts. How does that sound, love?

Y/N's eyes lit up.

Y/N - That sounds amazing, unnie!

They spent the morning crafting together, making colourful friendship bracelets, painting pictures, and laughing as they got paint on their hands and faces. Eunbi was amazed at her dongsang's creativity and artistic talent. She marvelled at how such a young idol could be so mature and talented.

After finishing their arts and crafts, they moved on to baking cookies. TWICE's cutie pie insisted on decorating them with beautiful icing and sprinkles, creating a delicious mess in the kitchen. Eunbi couldn't help but laugh at the youngest's enthusiasm and the way her face lit up with every successful batch of cookies.

As the day wore on, Eunbi took Y/N to a nearby park, where they played on the swings, had a picnic, and ran around like carefree children. Eunbi couldn't help but be amazed at Y/N's boundless energy and joy. She was a reminder of the simple pleasures in life that Eunbi sometimes forgot in her busy idol schedule.

As the sun began to set, they returned to TWICE's dorm. Eunbi had one more surprise in store for the young idol. She had set up a cosy blanket fort in the living room, complete with fairy lights and fluffy pillows. Y/N's eyes widened in awe as she stepped inside.

Y/N - Wow, unnie! This is incredible!

Eunbi - I thought you might like it, hon. Now, what do you say we watch a movie and have a little snack? *smiling*

Y/N nodded enthusiastically, and they settled down in the blanket fort with a bowl of popcorn and a stack of DVDs. They chose a heartwarming animated film and snuggled under the blankets, their laughter filling the room as they watched the movie together.

As the movie neared its end, Y/N turned to Eunbi with a shy smile.

Y/N - Unnie, can I ask you something?

Eunbi turned to her, curious.

Eunbi - Of course, darling. What is it?

TWICE's lovebug hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.

Y/N - Can we... cuddle?

Eunbi's heart melted at the girl's request. She had always seen her as a little sister, but in that moment, she realized just how much the young idol looked up to her and trusted her. Without hesitation, Eunbi wrapped her arms around Y/N and pulled her close, cuddling with her under the soft blankets.

Y/N let out a contented sigh and snuggled closer to Eunbi, resting her head on Eunbi's chest.

Y/N - Thank you, unnie. I really love you.

Tears pricked at the corners of Eunbi's eyes as she held her little sister close.

Eunbi - I love you too, sweet girl. You mean the world to me.

They stayed like that for a while, watching the stars through the window as the night grew darker. Eunbi couldn't have asked for a more perfect day with Y/N. She cherished these moments when they could just be themselves, away from the glitz and glamour of the idol world.

Eventually, Y/N's eyelids grew heavy, and she yawned. Eunbi gently tucked her in, making sure she was warm and comfortable.

Eunbi - Goodnight, angel. *whispering*

Y/N - Goodnight, unnie *murmuring since she's already drifting off to sleep*

Eunbi watched over Y/N for a while, her heart full of love and gratitude. She knew that being an idol could be challenging, but moments like these made it all worthwhile. She was determined to be the best unnie she could be for Y/N and all the other members of TWICE.

As Eunbi settled down to sleep herself, she couldn't help but smile, feeling truly blessed to have Y/N in her life. It was a day she would cherish forever, a day filled with love, laughter, and the sweetest cuddles from the youngest member of TWICE. And this made her have only one thought:

We all love our dear maknae.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

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octoberautumnbox · 10 months

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Yes please spread more Jo Yuri love!

Competition is tough but I'm glad she's doing pretty well overall

Doesn't help the fact that she's pretty introverted too.

She isn't that active on socials (I remember back during IZ*ONE's private mail, she has the least amount of posts there)

Her Instagram account hasn't been updated for a month now 🙈

Her Youtube lives are pretty awesome though! I wish her company would be more proactive in making YouTube content with her.

What kind of content would you like to see from Yuri?

Personally speaking, even though she's known for her voice I would love to see more of her dancing (Or even a dance cover). If only she was with Minju, Yena , Chaewon and Karina when filming the TikTok challenges.

OMG HI IM SUCH A BIG FAN OR UR PROMPTS pls ask me stuff too plsplspls 🙏🙏🙏

Yul's lives are great too I agree! I'm a bit over a year into Duolingo Korean and working hard just so I can stay a bit longer when she does :)))))

Understandably with a group like IZ*ONE her dancing would be sidelined a little (Chaeyeon and Yena and Chaewon ofc i love them too) but now she has a chance to show everyone what an ace she really is!!!!!

As for content, I see other Glassys complaining often when she goes quiet for like a week. What with everything going on, I really just hope she gets some rest. I think the Drama challenge with SsamYenJu and Karina was around the time Yul got rushed to the ER for type A influenza

I think I just want her on another healing trip... Maybe invite her friends too, have her play a few games, give her yummy food to eat, stick her into a hot spring for 10 minutes... And behind the scenes she could be in her comfy bed with her fluffy pillows and her warm blankie watching whatever YouTube videos she likes until she falls asleep. That'd be great 🥹🥹🥹🥹

thank u so much for the ask!! really made my morning <3

#ask box

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bumblebeesfromvenus · 5 months

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Fi my darling you’ve done it again!💗💗

Killing me over here with all this goody goody fluffness, GAHD😭

The Honey To My Moon was so beautiful, so spectacular! You captured all the love and care between Leon and Reader so well and especially the cute little funny moments. Those really helped show that Leon and Reader are not just husband and wife, but that they are the BEST of friends and that is the kind of love that I absolutely love!

I love how domestic this whole fic felt, like Leon really needs this.

And the smut…😭

It was so sweet and pure and full of so much love. I love how soft you wrote the smut, as I always do, but you truly conveyed love making rather than just sex and I am ALWAYS HERE FOR IT!!😭🤟💗💗

I will forever say this, no matter if it gets annoying or not, I love how you write for Leon. Honestly you are my absolute favorite Leon fic author and favorite author in general!! Thank you for all your beautiful work Fi! You truly don’t know how much I re-read your works, and spam them with hearts over and over!!

So much love to you dear!

~Iz💜⭐️

IZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!

AKSKAKSODID9DOKKAOSKSKSLLLA

I don't even know what to say right now except that I've read this 1000000 times and I smile like an idiot everytime I read it again!!!!!!

Your words truly mean the world to me and I'm ecstatic that you chose me to he your favorite author 🥹🥹🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

I'm just like very teary eyed rn lol

Thank you so so much for all your support, basically since day one, I appreciate it so so much!!!

❤️❤️❤️

Love you, Iz!!!

#Fi answers 🐝#k fallingstar #you're truly someone special okay #leon kennedy x reader

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run-me-through-but-not-like-that · 2 years

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Thank you so much for all the beautiful fics, I love your writing!

Hope I'm not bothering you with this request but could you write Izzy x Calico Jack x Reader? Even something nsfw if you feel like it. Maybe they had known each other for years because Reader works in Nassau 🤔 whatever you want, I'm sure I'll love it!

(Sorry for my writing, English isn't my first language)

Thank you for an excuse to write Izzy x reader x Jack!

Paramour in Nassau (NSFW)

Word Count: 5177

When Calico Jack Rackham sauntered back aboard the Revenge a couple of weeks ago, the crew wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Buttons obviously wanted him dead and ended up with half of the crew holding him back while Frenchie hurried to hide his fangs.

Of course, when he first appeared, he and Edward had a full out brawl in the middle of the deck, ending up with various cuts and bruises by the time Izzy was chastising them and snapping at them to separate. Then it was like nothing happened, Ed and Jack were friends again, much to Stede’s dismay.

Thankfully, Jack wasn’t as unbearable as he was when the crew last met him, since he wasn’t there to get Ed off of the ship and sell Stede out to the British. Jack seemed more interested in following Izzy around like a shadow than partying with Edward, a confusing but welcome turn of events. He was even helping out around the ship, Izzy and Stede agreed on the first thing ever, that Jack would need to work to stay aboard the ship.

Jack had been aboard for a couple of weeks and had made himself at home, and there was no sign of him leaving anytime soon. eseseAs the Revenge steadily approached the republic of pirates, Izzy stood by the railing, watching the island take form in the distance and slowly approach.

Large hands clasped over his shoulders from behind, giving him a small shake. “Nassau, Iz…” Izzy could hear the smirk in Jack’s voice, the almost giddy excitement.

“Fucking hell,” Izzy grumbled but still found himself smiling a little.

He couldn’t lie, he was looking forward to the visit just as much as Jack was. They hadn’t been to Nassau since the duel with Bonnet and plotting with the British, and that hadn’t exactly been the most fun visit. But they were going back now, they would be there soon.

“What’s in Nassau?” Lucius appeared out of the blue, a habit that he was getting increasingly comfortable with much to Izzy’s irritation. “It was not fun last time I was there,” he recalled, possibly expecting one of them (most likely Jack) to ask for further details.

Neither of them did.

“Mind your own business, Spriggs,” Izzy huffed, smile disappearing immediately.

“Iz and me have a bit of a paramour in Nassau,” Jack told him with a proud grin, rubbing firm small circles into the back of Izzy’s shoulders with his thumbs.

“A paramour, really?” Izzy raised an eyebrow, looking over his shoulder at Jack, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Jack laughed, digging deeper into Izzy’s shoulders, forcing the smaller man to hold back a small groan. He would not let that slip in front of Lucius Spriggs of all people.

“Learnt it from Steve. Did I use it right?” Jack asked, letting his hands drop from his shoulders when Izzy shrugged them off and turned to face him and Lucius.

“God, I sure hope you did,” the scribe grinned, looking just as excited now, maybe even more so. “So…a shared paramour…are we all going to be able to watch a fight for their hand? Oh, I bet on Izzy!”

“Really?” Jack huffed, pouting while Izzy smirked.

“He’s scrappy,” Lucius shrugged.

Izzy rolled his eyes, assuring him that, “there won’t be a fight.”

“Confident or giving up?” Lucius questioned, seemingly both teasing and serious.

Jack laughed again, throwing an arm around Izzy’s shoulders. “What Iz means is that our little paramour wouldn’t be satisfied with just one man.”

Lucius looked between the two men until he was satisfied that Jack wasn’t just pulling his leg. “...holy shit, really?” His grin grew even wider. “Really, Izzy?” He wanted every little detail.

Izzy knew that his face was heating up under the interrogation, with how excited and suggestively the scribe was looking at him. “Why do you look so excited about this?” he asked petulantly.

“...I knew about the two of you but a third?...that’s tasty.” Lucius couldn’t help but reevaluate everything he thought he knew about Izzy Hands. Now he was rethinking the whole ‘we don’t own each other’ conversation he had with the older man. What did his relationship look like? How long had he been involved with Jack? How long had either of them been with their other mysterious partner?

“I fucking hate you,” Izzy muttered, unable to feel too angry when Jack gave him another little shake and squeezed him closer to his side.

“Can I meet them?” Lucius asked, eyes bright and hopefully.

“Absolutely not,” Izzy scoffed. Why was this man always involving himself in everyone else’s business?

Lucius looked between them both again, looking more curious this time. He was still always taken back when Izzy allowed Jack to touch him like that in public, all casual and affectionate. “And the two of you…they have an interesting taste…”

“Fuck off,” Izzy sneered.

Jack frowned a little this time as well. “What’s that mean?” He wasn’t sure if he should be offended but he was ready to defend the honour of both his partners.

Lucius shrugged before smirking. “Just interesting…kinda hot, though.”

Jack was grinning again, grip on Izzy tightening. “It’s really fucking hot,” he agreed.

“Jack,” Izzy said his name in that stern way he does when he needs Jack to pay attention.

“Yeah?”

Lucius was also always a little taken by that, the way Jack’s expression would change when his gaze turned to Izzy. Becoming all soft and attentive.

“Shut the fuck up,” Izzy grumbled.

“Yes, sir,” Jack beamed, shooting Lucius a playful wink.

Once the Revenge was docked and Izzy’s duties were carried out, he let Jack drag him towards Spanish Jackie’s. Normally, Izzy would feel a little lighter while he was in Nassau, but the fact that Lucius and Black Pete were so obviously following them was pissing him off.

“Are you even allowed in Jackie’s?” Izzy called to the two men following behind him and Jack.

Lucius and Pete scampered forward until they were walking beside the other duo. “Stede was barred. Technically, I wasn’t,” Lucius explained.

“Uh-huh, I’m not saving your ass if she wants your nose,” Izzy shrugged.

Lucius gulped but steeled himself as Pete took hold of his hand. He thought it was worth the risk.

When the four of them walked into Jackies, they headed to the bar, Lucius and Pete sitting a few stools down from them when Izzy threatened them to leave them alone.

The man behind the bar handed Jack and Izzy their drinks seconds before Jackie walked out of the backroom. Lucius purposely kept his head down and shuffled closer to Pete’s side, but kept his attention on the unexpected couple a few seats down the bar.

“Fucking hell, you two,” Jackie adressed them, warningly.

“Good to see you too, Jackie,” Jack smiled, wide and a little goofy. Like he was purposely trying to piss her off. “Don’t worry, I have my safe entry pass,” he flinged an arm around Izzy.

The three of them had come to an agreement a long time ago, Jack was only allowed inside Jackie’s when he was with Izzy. The shorter man would be responsible for keeping him on enough of a leash to keep Jackie pleased.

Jackie eyed them both before rolling her eyes. “They’re picking up a delivery, they’ll be back soon. Behave,” she informed them.

“Thanks, Jackie,” Izzy gave her a small nod.

Jackie just shook her head at them before continuing through the bar.

You moved through Jackie’s with a practised ease, crate in your hands. You headed straight for the bar, handing the delivery to one of Jackie’s husbands who was tending the bar. “Was told to drop it off with you.”

Jackie’s husband took the crate. “Probably the good liquor Jackie likes,” he hummed.

“Well, she usually had pretty good taste,” you joked, shooting him a playful wink.

He huffed a small laugh as he left to put the delivery somewhere safe. You lent against the bar, thinking you should probably buy yourself a drink for your troubles before heading out again.

“Work more important than us, baby?”

You let out a little surprised gasp at the familiar voice, a smile taking over your face when you turned to see both Jack Rackham and Izzy Hands standing from their seats.

“Izzy! Jack!”

Jack caught you in an embrace when you rushed to them, lifting your feet off of the ground and spinning you around just for some dramatic flare. Just enough to have Izzy shaking his head at the two of you. Once Jack placed you back on your feet, you turned to Izzy and planted a kiss on his cheek.

“Both of you in the same place, it must be my lucky day,” you couldn’t suppress your smile as you took the two of them in. It had been so long since you saw either of them, even longer since you saw both of them together. You were very committed to not counting their last visit to Nassau since Izzy always invited members of the British Navy.

“Has been a while, hasn’t it?” Jack was smiling right back, teeth on show.

“Too long,” Izzy agreed. His smile was a little more subdued but just as sincere.

Jack must have noticed that too because he gently gripped the back of his neck in his hand. “Aww, always so sentimental,” he teased.

“Fuck off, like you aren’t worse,” Izzy huffed, pushing his hand away. Jack just rolled his eyes fondly.

“I missed you both,” you confessed, planting more kisses on their cheeks.

“We missed you too, sweetheart,” Jack snaked his arm around your shoulders, pulling you against his chest.

“How long are you in port for?” They never stayed for too long, it was just part of the job, but you always hoped they’d give you some extra good news from time to time.

“A couple of days,” Izzy said as you took his hand, pulling him a few steps closer to the two of you.

It wasn’t the best answer he could give you but it was enough.

“We’ll have to make the most of what we got, then,” you shrugged, earning another smile from Izzy and a pleased little groan from Jack.

Lucius watched with wide eyes and his mouth slightly agape as Jack and Izzy left Jackie’s with the mysterious person. He had never seen anyone so happy to see either of the men, not Jack to see Izzy, not even Ed to see Jack that first time on the Revenge. Then again, he had never seen Izzy so happy to see somebody, actually properly smiling. It was almost a little unsettling, but also a little nice.

Lucius and Pete looked at each other, Pete mouthing ‘oh my god’ before they turned back to their drinks. Izzy and Jack really were seeing somebody in Nassau, and it looked kinda serious…

Your men walked on either side of you as you led them through the streets of Nassau, leading them to the less violent side of the town. They followed you up to the familiar apartment above a dusty bookstore that was definitely a front for something else, something you hadn’t actually figured out yet.

As soon as you were through the door to your little home, Jack was on you. He had you pressed against the nearest wall, his mouth capturing yours in a deep and characteristically messy kiss. You couldn’t find it in yourself to complain, clutching at his shoulders to keep him close and to keep yourself standing upright.

Izzy shook his head, smiling to himself, as he was tasked with shutting the door. Jack was not known for his patience but Izzy couldn’t blame him, he had missed you just as much, he just prided himself on having a sensible amount of self restraint.

Once the door was securely closed, Izzy grabbed Jack by the back of his shirt and tore him away from you.

“God, I fucking missed you both so much,” you panted, letting your hands fall away from Jack as he stumbled away, muttering his complaints.

You barely got to move away from the wall before Izzy was in front of you. You slipped a hand into Izzy’s hair, fingers curling and tugging gently. Izzy whined at the slight sting, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Promise me we’ll never go so long without seeing each other again,” you whispered against his lips. “I promise,” Izzy whispered right back.

“Not going to let it go this long ever again,” Jack came up to the side of you both, a hand against your back and another at the nape of Izzy’s neck. “Can’t be away from my sweethearts for that long.”

Jack could be a difficult man to properly understand, never really letting anyone see his true self. He was an arrogant jokester but also a total sweetheart, at least when it came to the people he actually gave a damn about. Even when he was looking at you both with that dopey smile.

“Shut the fuck up, Jack,” Izzy mumbled but there was clear fondness in his tone.

“You’re such a softy,” you teased Jack, playfully fiddling with the edge of his moustache.

Izzy rolled his eyes while Jack just beamed at you. Jack wrapped an arm firmly around your waist and pulled you close, something hard pressing against your hip. “Nothing soft about me right now, baby,” he said against your ear.

Izzy groaned at the terrible joke but you gave a little laugh. “Can you just get his mouth busy or something so he stops talking?” Izzy pleaded with you.

You smirked, grabbing him by his cravat and planting a kiss on his lips. “Well, give me a hand, will you?”

You had to be the one with the cognition to pull them both to your bedroom, laughing as Jack threw off most of his clothes on the way, tossing them around your apartment until he was just in his pants.

Jack huffed a little, being the most undressed out of the three of you. He was quick to set his mind to stripping you both down.

“You wear way too many layers, babydoll,” Jack taunted Izzy, pressing up behind him and gripping his hips.

“It is a lot of black and leather for the caribbean,” you agreed, rubbing your hands over his chest.

“It’s practical. Doesn’t have to be comfortable,” Izzy rolled his eyes, hands finding your waist.

“Kinda hot though,” you hummed, popping open the buttons of his waistcoat.

“Those tight leather pants,” Jack pressed a little closer, nipping at Izzy’s ear. “Cute little ass.”

“Fucking hell,” Izzy groaned, unconsciously pushing his hips back against Jack’s while tugging you closer.

Jack groaned against his ear. As much as you both loved how sweet and pliant Izzy could get when the right type of attention was showered upon him, both men had come to your apartment with the attention of spoiling you. They had the last couple weeks to reconnect, missing their missing piece. They had you back and intended on showing you just that.

“It is adorable,” you smirked, slipping a hand around to squeeze his ass.

Izzy grumbled to himself but made no protest as you and Jack stripped him of his waistcoat, cravat, and shirt.

You stepped away to place his ring and cravat down safely on your vanity before hands were grabbing at you again. You were pulled back into the centre of the room and manoeuvred until you were between the two men.

They worked in tandem, quickly having your shirt pulled over your head and thrown somewhere over Jack’s shoulder. Izzy was already stroking calloused hands over your abdomen and unlacing your pants.

The only reason it took so long to get your pants off of you was because the two men kept turning you around to take turns kissing you. Finally though, Izzy had your pants properly unlaced and Jack was on his knees, tugging them down your legs and helping you step out of them.

Finally, after far too long of being apart, you were all back together and undressed. Large hands on your hips spun you around to face Jack again, you only got a second to see his beaming grin before he had hoisted you off of your feet.

You yelped, clinging to his shoulders and wrapping your legs around your waist. You didn’t complain though, nuzzling against his jaw and nipping at his neck as he carried you over to the bed.

Jack dropped you down onto the bed, the mattress being at least good enough quality for you to bounce a little when you landed. Jack was standing over you, teeth on show, as Izzy climbed onto the bed and crawled over your body.

“I’m beginning to think you’re teaming up on me,” you accused, sighing pleasurably as Izzy kissed down your neck, his facial hair pleasantly scratching against your skin.

“We’ve missed you!” Jack thought that was plenty enough reason to gang up on you just a little, they both just wanted to get their hands on you after so long.

“Yeah,” Izzy lifted his head to look at you. “Let us spoil you a little.” And, well, how could you say no to that when he was looking at you like you were the only damn thing that mattered.

“Hell yeah, I get to be in the middle,” you joked. Well, half joked. You really were thrilled by the prospect of once again being sandwiched between the two men.

“Damn right you do, baby,” Jack laughed.

“I’m ready,” you announced dramatically, flopping back on the bed with your arms and legs spread.

“You two are as bad as each other,” Izzy tutted from above you.

“Take that back,” you tilted your chin down to glare at him.

Izzy could only chuckle fondly to himself before kissing you. He had missed that light, warm feeling he felt when he was around the two of you. You wrapped him up in your arms immediately, kissing him soundly, like you never wanted to forget what he tasted like.

Jack took a moment to just admire the sight the two of you made, bodies flushed together. He was one lucky bastard and he knew it. The mattress dipped slightly as he knelt up on the bed, pressing up behind Izzy.

“You two having fun?” Jack asked, resting his chin on Izzy’s shoulder.

“Feeling left out?” Izzy mused as he pulled away from your lips, turning his head slightly to see Jack out the corner of his eye.

“Thought I got to be in the middle?” you pouted.

Jack’s chuckle vibrated through him as he slapped a sloppy kiss on Izzy’s cheek and slapped his ass. “Go sit against the headboard, babygirl.”

Izzy rolled his eyes at the pet name, even though it managed to make him blush every time, giving you another kiss before extracting himself from between you both. Neither of you made it easy for him, you couldn’t stop touching him and Jack was still plastered to his back despite being the one who told him to move in the first place.

Jack grabbed you by the legs and pulled you down the bed so that your thighs were sitting on top of his. You couldn’t help but laugh fondly through your surprised shout, he was always so impatient.

Doing as he was told, Izzy sat back against the headboard comfortably, legs outstretched in front of himself.

Jack lent down to capture your mouth with his own, the kiss a desperate mess of lips and tongues. Jack always kissed like that, completely uninhibited, with his entire being.

You barely got a chance to breathe when he pulled back, already flipping you over onto your belly. You cursed quietly to yourself as you landed with a tiny bounce.

You swore you could hear Jack chuckling softly behind you as he tapped your hip. You got the message, lifting yourself up onto your hands and knees before inching forward. As you moved closer, Izzy parted his legs so that you could settle between them.

You smiled up at him, sure your lips were swollen and bitten and your face was flushed. Much like his own.

He gave you a small smile of his own as he took hold of your chin, keeping you still as he kissed you again. You gasped into his mouth as Jack ran a calloused hand up the inside of your thigh. You hadn’t dared let yourself dwell on your last meeting with them both, or lament how much time had passed since you could be touched by them, but now it felt like an eternity since you had felt their touches or shared their kisses. It was almost too much but at the same time it wasn’t enough at all.

You could feel the larger man warm and heavy against your ass, and it had you squirming.

“Eager?” Izzy cocked an eyebrow at you.

“Getting impatient. You’re both taking too long,” you taunted breathlessly.

Jack retorted by rutting against you. Once. Twice. Making you feel even more needy for him. “Won’t make you wait any longer then, sweetheart,” he promised.

You snuck one more kiss from Izzy before lowering yourself onto your elbows, nuzzling against his hip before moving further down to kiss and nip and suck marks into the inside of his thighs.

Behind you, Jack continued to tease, but you set your mind to doing the same to Izzy. Licking a broad stripe over him, making him gasp.

You smiled to yourself at the response before giving it your all, nose nested against coarse hairs, feeling utterly pleased with yourself when he choked on his breath and gripped your shoulder.

“There we go. Give them a nice little distraction,” Jack cooed behind you.

“Fuck, ah, off,” Izzy gasped back at him, not as menacingly as he might have liked.

“Ready?” Jack asked, directed at you now as he gave your hips a squeeze and angled them better.

You nodded the best you could, purposely pushing closer into Izzy to hear his breath hitch.

Then, without any more warning or fanfare, Jack pushed in. He entered you with one fluid thrust, slower than you expected from him. You gasped and moaned at the feeling of him filling you, making Izzy moan in turn.

Jack folded over you, his body blanketing yours, and pressed his forehead between your shoulder blades. “Yeah, been way too fucking long,” his breath was warm against your already flushed skin.

You removed your mouth from Izzy with a lewd, wet sound. “You’re fucking telling me,” you panted into his thigh.

Jack kissed the back of your neck quickly, searing the skin like a brand, before pulling back and slamming his hips back against your ass.

Izzy cradled the back of your skull as you got your both back on him, making sure to look up at him through your lashes in the way you knew had his stomach twisting with desire.

You lost yourself in the sensation of being pulled back and forth between the two men, of the two pairs of hands on you, clutching and caressing. Your body rocked between them both like you were made for it, giving and taking in equal measure. The feeling of warm bodies pressing together and the sound of heavy breathing.

You could hear Jack’s low moans behind you and you could just imagine him tipping his head back, eyes fluttering shut as he dug his fingers into your hips and waist. Izzy was panting above you, gaze flickering between you and Jack like he couldn’t quite decide which to focus on. When his gaze dipped down to where you were connected, he groaned low in his throat. From his position he couldn’t quite see Jack repeatedly entering you but he could make out just enough to have him twitching against your mouth.

“Fuck, looks like you’re treating Iz real nice,” Jack rumbled, having the perfect view of the two of you. The slope of your back to where your head rested in Izzy’s lap. “Best show in the Caribbean here and I’ve got the best seat,” he rambled, punctuating his words with jolts of the hips.

Jack was always the most vocal in bed. He loved hearing the sounds he could get you and Izzy to make but he always talked the most. At first you had thought that he had just liked the sound of his own voice but now you knew that he wasn’t as conscious of it as you first thought he was. He just said whatever came to mind, not caring much about what it was.

“Look so fucking pretty, the two of you. Fuck. Feel so good, I’ve got you.”

Izzy began to rock against your face and you knew he was close. He was always so careful to take what he was given when you went down on him like this, even when you assured him that you wanted him to take what he needed instead. He always lost that control when his orgasm was close.

“Think you can come with him, baby?” Jack asked, seeing the same signs as you.

You just nodded the best you could but the way you clenched around him gave him more of an answer than your actual response. Jack groaned and cursed at the feeling, his own thrusts faltering and jolting a few times.

Izzy came first, on hand clutching a pillow and the other on the back of your head, just touching, not holding. You followed right after him, making sure to savour the taste of him on your tongue first. You came with a cry of their names, possibly mashed together incoherently, you weren’t sure but Izzy was petting your head lazily as you muffled your sounds with his thigh.

Jack managed to hold out for a few more trusts, riding you through your high before pressing his hips flush with your ass, groaning his own release.

The room was filled with heavy breathing as the three of you caught your breath, Izzy muttering something about being too old for all of this excitement but not complaining about the sweaty press of your three bodies.

With a few tired groans and complaints, the three of you slowly manoeuvred yourselves into a more comfortable position. Jack lay in the centre of the bed with both of you on either side of him, your heads laying on his chest.

Your dalliances usually ended like this, both of you cradled to each side of Jack. His arms wrapped around you both to hold you close, you and Izzy touching hands over Jack’s stomach. He was just that little bit bigger, that little bit broader, and really fucking warm. He made a surprisingly good pillow and he liked being pressed between you both.

You closed your eyes and smiled softly to yourself, feeling Jack running fingertips against your arm and shoulder while Izzy played with your hand. You had slept in this very bed so often, alone. It was nice to have them both by your side again.

Once enough time had passed for Jack to deem conversation appropriate, he spoke. He never could stay quiet for too long, especially when something was on his mind.

“Eddie talked about me signing on with you lot properly,” Jack said up to the ceiling.

You just allowed yourself to drift comfortably, assuming he was talking more directly to Izzy. “Bonnet was alright with that?” Izzy asked, voice a little gruffer than usual.

“Yep. I have been on good behaviour.”

“And you’re going to do it?”

You listened to their voices, just happy to hear them. It didn’t really matter what they were talking about, you liked listening.

“Might do. Might stick around…if you want me too.” You could hear the vulnerability in Jack’s voice and frowned a little when Izzy didn’t answer straight away, likely due to his own vulnerability rather than dismissal.

“Fucking hell, your pillow talk kinda sucks,” you mumbled into Jack’s chest.

“I’m trying to get to something!” Jack huffed, jostling you and Izzy a little.

“Then get to it,” Izzy grumbled at him.

“Right so, if I sign on with Eddie and Stebe, then me and Iz will be sailing together…” You lifted your head to look at him properly when you realised he was talking more to you now. “...so if you sign up with Eddie and Stefe…”

“...are you serious?”

Jack gave a guilty little smile at your question, though you didn’t sound angry with him, just surprised, an edge of seriousness to your tone.

“Why didn’t you say something before?” Izzy demanded, lifting himself up to look down at Jack.

“I just thought about it!” Jack defended himself.

You sat up a little, hearing Jack’s grumbled protest, to look between them both properly. “Do you…both want me there?”

“Wouldn’t ask if I didn’t,” Jack scoffed.

“And you, Izzy? That’s something you’d want?” you turned to the other man for his answer.

“...yeah. ‘Course, I would,” Izzy shrugged, trying to play it off as unimportant, like it didn’t matter what he wanted. “Thought you were kinda happy here, though.”

“I’m content here. It’s…not perfect but it’s enough for me,” you responded honestly. You had a comfortable little life here but…but they were always so far away from you and if they were serious…“I would be a whole lot happier being wherever the two of you are though,” you confessed.

“Fuck yeah,” Jack launched himself up and pulled you into a messy kiss. You giggled against his mouth, kissing him back, laughing more when he flipped you onto your back and pressed you down into the mattress.

Izzy huffed at being thrown off but recovered quickly, moving to your side as Jack sank down between your legs, trailing kisses down your body the whole way. He hooked your legs over his shoulders and got his mouth on you, making you twitch a little with overstimulation.

“You’re sure?” Izzy asked, quiet and serious, as he cupped your face in his hand, forcing you to look at him. He wanted to make sure he didn’t see any hesitation or uncertainty.

“More than sure. No more waiting for moments like this,” you promised, placing your hand over his.

“No more waiting,” Izzy agreed, kissing you like he needed it to breathe.

Jack popped his head up from between your legs, grinning and his moustache obscenely damp. “Gonna have to get a bigger bed though,” he commented.

“I know a carpenter that could probably do it,” you grinned back down at him, combing fingers through his hair.

“Love when you have all the answers, babe,” Jack winked before dipping his head back down.

Izzy chuckled and shook his head at the two of you. When Jack pulled a moan from you, Izzy silenced you with his mouth again, greedily swallowing any sounds you made.

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