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leechqnsgirl · 2 months ago

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🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮ too much

notes: based off of this ask

-- you've been feeling a bit insecure because of your recent weight gain, but your boyfriend seems to be obsessed with it.

18+ | nicholas x fem!reader | wc: 1.8k | masterlist

warnings: talk about weight gain and insecurities, piv, cumming inside

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you haven't seen your boyfriend for a few weeks since he was currently in korea and you were still in japan.

to say you were just missing him is a massive understatement. since you two started dating, the most you went without seeing each other was just a few days. but now?

it's been about two months.

you'd been eating a bit more just to distract yourself from your boyfriend's absence.

cooking and baking new recipes, buying new snacks and going out with friends for some comfort.

you hadn't really taken notice of it until you were trying on some dresses, seeing how a bit of extra chub on your body was visible on some ends.

in all honesty, it wasn't much but to you it was noticeable enough.

you know that nicholas would never hate you, or degrade you. but there was still that voice in the back of your head. the one that makes you sit in front of the mirror for minutes into hours, making you question if you're even good enough for him.

in your logic, nicholas is always working out, he's always in shape but what about you? yeah maybe he has the pressure of being an idol, but you’re an idols girlfriend.

you got a text from nicho saying he'd just landed and he'll be at your place soon.

you were beyond happy, it's been so long and factimes between you two weren't cutting it anymore. you were so excited that it felt like your mind temporarily numbed that little insecure corner of your brain.

knock knock.

"coming!!" you chirped out, rushing over towards the door. you didn't even need to ask if it was nicho. you just knew.

as soon as you opened the door and he stepped in, he pulled your body against his, digging his face into your neck.

"god, I missed you so much, y/n." was the first thing he told you, when you tried to step back to get a look at him, he pulled you right back in. "please...let's just stay like this for a bit." he pleaded, making it seem as though those two months away from you drained him, and you were his battery.

soon enough, the two of you got settled in. you were working on a simple dinner while he went to take a shower.

he came out, standing by the entrance of the kitchen watching you.

you hadn't noticed him at first, too busy with the food. and it wasn't until you turned around for something when you saw him. startled at first, but you smiled.

"hi, babe. just a few more minutes and we can sit down together." you were expecting to hear some sort of a response from behind you. something like an oh okay or alright, honey. but you got nothing.

you thought he walked away at first, but when you turned to look for a second, you saw him in the same position. leaned against the kitchen entrance.

and he was looking at you. but not looking at you.

his eyes were trailing along your body.

and that's when that unsettling feeling set in, that feeling where you just feel...unattractive.

you also became aware of what you were wearing. it was a tight tank top and some mid thigh shorts.

you didn't know exactly why he was staring at you, you just knew that he was.

"baby..." he said quietly, walking towards you. when he reached you, he lifted your face up by your chin. "why do you look nervous?" his eyes traced your face, but couldn't help to sneak a look a bit below at times.

"i-i'm not nervous. it's just," you sighed, "its nothing, nicho."

if there was one thing that nicholas hated about you, it was definitely that you would tend to undermine yourself at times.

and he could tell you were doing it now.

he reached behind you, turning the stove off. leading your body to the side a bit, he hooked his hands under your thighs, and out of instinct you held onto his shoulders as he lifted you onto the counter.

his hands rested atop your thighs, gliding them up and down in a soothing motion.

"you know, when I first arrived here," he brought his head over to your neck, leaving kisses in between his words. "and I hugged you...I could almost tell something was different about you." he continued on, switching the opposite side of your neck now. you let out a sigh.

"I shrugged it off though, because maybe I was thinking that since it's been a while. but fuck," he lifts his head up, his eyes meeting yours. "when I saw you in here, in this outfit. I knew what it was." he never said the words out loud but you knew what he was talking about.

his hands moved to hold onto your hips, a place that had been a victim of your slight weight gain. "and you look so fucking sexy." he practically groaned out the words, looking deep into your eyes before he smashed his lips against yours.

you gave a small gasp, slightly stunned but soon enough you felt yourself melt into the kiss, lightly tugging on the hairs on the back of his neck.

you felt his hands travel all over your body. going from your face to your arms to your waist, then your hips and thighs once again. it was like he was getting a feel for it all. it was all new to him. and god, did he love it.

he thinks you're glowing, you look beautiful, and so the moment he saw you hide into yourself, he knew he couldn't hold his words back anymore. he couldn't hold back anymore.

he broke away from the kiss, tugging his shirt off doing the same with yours.

his eyes were glued to your chest, snaking an arm around you to unhook your bra.

god, and when it fell? he felt crazy. it'd been too long since he even touched you, and given how you look now...he doesn't think he'll last an hour with you.

the breath he let out was audible, and strained, you could practically feel his neediness radiating off him. and the sweats he was wearing did no job at hiding his hard on.

he had to have you bare before he did anything. he had to see you. he wanted to be able to kiss and touch down your body with no restrictions. and with that, he slid down your shorts and panties. leaving you completely bare for him.

he lifted you up, carrying and placing you down so you were laying back onto the kitchen tiles. the cold floors causing a shiver to run up your spine.

"I'm sorry, y/n, I just can't, i-i need you now, baby. I need you here." he felt the room get too hot, beginning to wonder why he had some of his own clothing still on.

it wasn't long before he lined himself up to your entrance. slowly inching inside you, he kept his hands on your hips, squeezing at them. his eyes never left your face, not until he bottomed out completely. kicking his head back with a long moan.

"you're so perfect, baby." he praised, "so fucking perfect."

you could feel him going faster, having you let out loud moans of his name.

he leaned his head down, latching his lips onto one of your nipples. he heard you whimper, moving his hips faster. "bigger for me now, hm?" he mumbled against your tit, he lifted his head, trailing kisses from your tits to your stomach now.

"fuck," he muttered, everything felt too much for him, “you’re so tight.” he moaned, “you didn’t play with yourself while i was gone?” he teased against your ear, biting the lobe gently.

he didn't expect you to reply, so when you shook your head, saying how nothing felt like him, he felt a shudder go through his body. because, god he couldn't agree more. nothing felt like you either.

he would spend nights awake sexually frustrated because he just couldn't get off. tugging at his cock for what felt like hours, and he wanted to call you so bad but he was always afraid. afraid he’d be bothering you all because he couldn't keep it in his pants.

“n-nicho,” you whimpered out. he knew you were close, he could feel you tighten around him over and over again. “i know, baby.” he reassured you, doing his best to keep his pace and rhythm up.

“nicho,” you said, voice heavy, “a-are you wearing a condom?”

his eyes widened, he’d been so caught up with you that he completely forgot to wear a fucking condom.

“no…” he said, voiced laced with guilt and shame. “i’ll pull out, okay? don't worry your head baby.” he felt himself right at the edge.

but fuck, you felt so warm and tight and soft and-

he didn't even trust himself to pull out anymore, everything was just too much.

you laced your fingers in his hair, pulling his head down to above yours. “don’t nicho...god, i don’t care if you fucking knock me up. i just need you.”

and how was he supposed to say no? he couldn't even bring up the thought of saying no to you.

and when he finally cums, hips flush against yours, spilling his seed deep in you...he feels like he should’ve denied, should’ve said no but, fuck, he doesnt think he cares. he waited too long for this, for you.

he’s still panting into your neck long after you both finished, and you keep him there, playing with his hair and whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

your heart aches a bit, realizing that over the last few weeks, he didn’t just miss you. but he missed everything that came with you.

your hugs, your scent, your hands, your love.

you could tell he wasn’t himself during sex, he seemed so much more touchy, more hasty and just more desperate.

you feel him lift his head, rolling over so he's on his side facing you.

“you’re so beautiful.” he pressed a feather light kiss on your cheek. “and i need you to know that nothing could change that. nothing could ever make me find you anything but.” he looks at you, placing a hand over your thigh, squeezing it. “would you hate me if i said that you look hotter this way?” he teased, biting his tongue.

you raised an eyebrow, “so what, are you saying i wasn't hot before?” he rolled his eyes playfully at you. “i said hotter, meaning i always found you hot, babe.”

you snuggled into him, smiling at his response.

“do you realize we’re cuddling on the kitchen floor...?”

he shrugged his shoulders, “we’ll get up, i just wanna hold you a bit more, baby.”

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chiiyuuvv · 8 months ago

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understands ★

down bad!nicholas 1.5k words

notes! inspired by song linked in 'notes!' "i'll admit that i'm scared / 'cause i've never really cared as much as this / it's worth the risk" screamed nico so ofc i had to write about it. warning!! this is very delusional, read at your own risk

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

“ta.. da..” nicholas pops out of his hiding place once he hears the rooftop double doors creak open. the huge grin plastered on his face shrinks to a shy smile, suddenly self-conscious now that you were in front of him. “hi..” he mumbles, the back of his neck suddenly itchy from embarrassment.

“hi,” you breath out in shock, your eyes darting past flustered nicholas to scan the deck he decorated just for you. it seemed unlike his character to put so much care in an objective, a picnic blanket placed in the center of the area with pillows surrounding the perimeter. a speaker was placed to the far left of you, soft rnb echoing from the device. there wasn’t a need for any lights, the cloudless stars being your source to see.

“do you like it?” nicholas’s voice releases the breath you didn’t even know you were holding, his chest pressed against your back as he drapes his arms around your waist. “i, um.. put a lot of time into it,” his deep chuckle rings in your ear, his chin resting on your shoulder.

“why?” you turn in his embrace, your eyes widening at the lack of space between you. nicholas looks down at you as you look up, the sparkle in his stare brighter than any star in the sky. if you examine closely, the tips of his ears match his hair, the small smile still adoring his features.

“you know..” he starts off timid, his voice small as his shoulders do a little shrug. “i just wanted to.. say thank you, for everything,” the way his voice trails off suggests there were more to his reasons, but for now, you nod in acknowledgement at his heartwarming gesture.

“you didn’t have to,” your voice was as small as his as you pressed your head against his chest. he takes it as a sign to bring you closer, his fresh scent invading your nose.

“i had too,” he defends. you could only chuckle at how persistent the boy was being, especially after the incident. you always found it to be no big deal, unable to realize how much you changed the boys' world.

nicholas was upset.

the joyful cheers of your friends and their video games fade into nothing once the male prances past the living room and into his room, slamming his door with frustration. the commotion makes harua jump in his seat, you and taki sending worrisome looks at each other. “don’t mind him,” euijoo chimes, placing his controller on his lap as he shakes his head. “he just needs some space. anyways, who’s up for another round of mario kart?!” and just like that, the happy energy resumes like nothing happened.

maybe it was your stubborn attitude telling you to do something after euijoo told you not to, but you found yourself in front of nicholas’s door moments after the boys passed out from their gaming.

“go away,” his voice was raspy compared to the soft knocks on his door.

“i brought some strawberries,” you squeak, still determined to make the male open the door. “i’m sorry if i’m being annoying, i just want to make sure you’re oka–” the door swung open before you could finish your sentence, hair covering nicholas’s sharp eyes as he looked down at you like you were some type of pest.

“if i take the food, would you leave me alone?” he sounded irritated, his words straight to the point.

“actually,” you give an awkward smile, “can i come in?”

nicholas was stressed.

“i feel like i’ve been trapped inside a box filled with impossible accomplishments, yet i have no one to turn to when i need help,” nicholas mutters, his head placed comfortably on your lap. you hum in response, giving him the opportunity to rant his heart out as your fingers comb his hair. “it feels so hard doing everything by myself.”

“who says you’re by yourself?” nicholas perks up at your words, your hands still in his hair as you give him a reassuring smile. “i’m sorry you feel so imprisoned, nico,” you begin, your hand sliding down to cup his cheek. your thumb rubs the skin. “it may not feel like a lot, but you have me to support you.”

“oh,” he breathes, shocked by your words. “thanks.”

nicholas was in love.

“are you good?” you turn your head to the boy in question, your elbow resting against the diner table. nicholas turns to face you with a smirk, jokingly raising an eyebrow.

“what, i can’t laugh at what my own best friend is saying?” he teases, suddenly glad you were sitting on the same side so he could itch closer to your body. his heart skips a beat when you lean even closer, your noses centimeters from each other.

“not when our nico sounds so cute!” yudai, the friend you forgot was accompanying you chimes. he leans his chin into his hands on the other side of the table, nicholas snapping his head to the older in annoyance.

“i’m not cute,” he nags, sending yudai a look. the boy only winks in return.

“yeah, you’re right!” you defend, playfully furrowing your brows at yudai as you wrap your arm around nicholas’s shoulder, bringing him closer to you. “you’re my cutie,” you giggle, pinching the boys cheek. unline how he reacted to yudai, nicholas keeps quiet, clearly flustered by your words.

“but i’m wrong when i say the exact same thing,” yudai bellows, raising his hands in defeat. “favoritism!!” he says, loud enough to get looks from across the restaurant.

…

“you’ve put so much time and effort into me, the very least i can say is thank you,” you appreciated his words, but deep down you knew there was something more to nicholas’s actions. especially since he’s been acting so differently around you. the way his eyes linger onto yours, how his lovesick smiles appear as soon as you enter a room. he makes you feel warm inside, like you were so special to him.

“you’re welcome but,” you stop to chuckle in disbelief, “no one sets up an entire date to show how grateful they are, nico. seriously, what’s all of this about? you’ve been acting so weird lately,” your fingers trace his jawline as you speak, determined to pry his mind apart.

“because i..” he stops to catch his breath, his heartbeat speeding up when he looks into your eyes. a hand lets go of your waist to interlock the fingers on his face, placing light pecks on the tips. “i’ve never felt like this before,” the boy finally opens up, squeezing your hand. “i never felt so carefree, so loved. you’ve taken me in like i was yours to begin with, you’ve been so sweet, so soft, so inviting. i can be myself without receiving any judgement, i can feel upset without having to be guilty about it. y/n, you help me realize that..”

“that?” you tilt your head, tears welling up at nicholas’s precious words. the boy keeps quiet, his nervousness getting the better of him. he feels as if he doesn’t deserve one drop of your undivided attention. you were an angel that flew from heaven who constantly put a smile on an unorganized guy like him. you had a life, yet you put it on pause to help regulate nicholas. all those late night calls filled with encouragement when you could have turned off your phone and went to bed, he didn’t know what it was that made him worthy of you. you were too good for him.

he must do something to show how much he appreciates you, right? even if that meant rehearsing his confession for hours in front of a mirror after he got home from work, or turning his rooftop into something you’ve always dreamt about. although he was scared, he still thought you were worth the risk.

his eyes stay glued to yours as you stand in the tense silence. his heart speeds up again because god, you were so pretty. he hates that he’s come to this realization now. in a swift movement, his hands let go of your body to gently cup your cheeks, lifting your chin so now he had a straight shot at your lips.

he licks his own in anticipation, your presence making his mind go blank, your soft breath erasing all the doubts in his head. he lets out a sigh before connecting your lips in a feverishly slow pace, his figure being sent to a world of bliss as your mouths move against each others. he starts to feel dizzy when you grip his shirt, pulling him closer like you were going to lose him if you didn’t. words couldn’t never express the amount of love you had for each other.

letting go of your lips, his hands circle around your waist again, ducking his head to kiss the salty tears from your face. if it weren’t for your soft giggle, you would have heard the boy sniffle. he pushes your foreheads together, closing his eyes in bliss.

“you’re the only one who understands.”

︴bonus! kinda got carried away, anyways i hope you enjoyed hehe

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kimakento · 3 months ago

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MORE THAN FRIENDS

synopsis: you and nicholas have always been dancing around your feelings so he decides he’s finally going to do something about it. ⌙ 1.0k

pairing: bsf!wang yixiang x fem!reader

genre: fluff

tags: slightly suggestive, nicho is kinda flirty, friends to lovers, they make out, idk

a/n: guys i want him so bad… my turn when

you hated it. but at the same time you couldn’t.

hated how nicholas was so far, yet so close. his touch always lingering, warm towards the concept of a friend but you always wondered if there was something more.

for example, how he would call your name so softly making your stomach do flips at the mere sound. or the time when the man once wrapped an arm around your waist, covering you when the elevator you were riding was packed, ensuring you didn’t feel uncomfortable. the way he’d shoot that signature smile once you walked in the room. and when the taiwanese shamelessly flirted with you only to become flustered if his advances were returned, equally as playful of course.

there he was, sitting impossibly close to you on the couch of the andteam dorms, slumped back into his seat, all while occupied with his phone.

“you hungry?” nicholas broke the silence, nudging your arm with his softly.

half listening, you nodded in a daze only humming response after becoming too distracted with something displayed on your screen. seconds later you felt fingers lightly grip your chin, turning your head towards the idol.

the touch on your jaw was gentle— careful even.

“did you even hear what i said?” he spoke softly, gaze piercing yours but still somehow comforting.

in that moment, you could only swallow thickly while your eyes lingered on his lips. it all felt too… intimate.

snapping out of it, you responded. “hm?”

“are you hungry?” nicholas asked once again. now his fingers were back, wrapped around his phone as he leaned back.

you tried your best to act nonchalant. but it was becoming impossible to ignore the effect he had on you.

instead, a simple nod of your head was all nicholas received.

once the delivery had arrived, the man had coaxed you into sneaking into his room, muttering under his breath about ‘hiding it from the others’ or something. stepping into his room, you beelined it to his bed and flopped down. and maybe you thought scarfing down the food was necessary to serve as a distraction from the ridiculously charming man seated beside you, but a voice broke your concentration.

“you have uh…” a hand softly held your chin, thumb coming up to wipe against the corner of your mouth. your breath hitched as you slightly tilted your head to meet his gaze, dropping your fork back down onto the container on the desk next to his bed.

but before you could fully react, nicholas leaned in closer. with his breath fanning your lips, you could barely think straight. all you could even begin to piece together was that he was close. way too close for comfort. so much that it was becoming impossible to stop your heart from fluttering.

“can i?” the words came out in a sharp breath.

at your hesitant nod, he paused. “i need to hear you say it.“

“yes,” you hummed lightly, parting your lips ever so slightly. “kiss me.”

“what’d you say? i don’t think i heard that properly.” there was a smile playing on his lips now.

“oh my god, nicholas.” you muttered in frustration before grabbing his collar and pulling him close enough to finally seal your lips in a sweet kiss.

nicholas’s hands came up to your jawline as the exchange deepened. you were practically melting into him until he pulled away.

but all that filled your mind were thoughts about just how good he looked right now in front of you; hair ruffled and lips slightly parted. and it would be a lie if the man opposite you didn’t feel the same too.

his confession came out in a breathless ramble. “i really like you. like—“

so you did what anyone in your position would do.

“let’s have that talk later.” was your response, interrupting him before closing the gap once more.

this time, his hand trailed down your torso and ended up at your waist, moving his lips against yours. your arms wrapped around the base of his neck as he shifted you onto his lap. seconds passed, the both of you getting lost within each other. you felt heavenly against him, he never wanted this moment to end.

that was until the sound of his room door opening caused you to break apart.

“nicho, i was wondering whether you…”

jo.

he trailed off before completely freezing in his tracks at the current predicament, only one word leaving his lips. “oh.”

“what— why didn’t you knock?” nicholas practically scolds his younger member, his lack of composure evident through the flush on his cheeks.

you swiftly slid off his lap, nodding over apologetically to jo.

“you guys are finally together?”

“finally?” nicholas questioned almost immediately.

caught, the other member only walked back slowly, shutting the door.

“is he being for real?” the man turned to you, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“baby, it probably was obvious to them.” a soft chuckle escapes your mouth as you try to change the subject. “now about before; what was that about really liking me?”

he groaned loudly.

“you’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”

“only because you took so long to tell me.”

“well i do really really like you.” he said simply.

you reached out for his hand. “and i do too.”

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strangesuki · 4 months ago

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&team - period care ♡ (hyung line) maknae line

how each member deals with/reacts to different period symptoms

pairing: bf!&team x afab!reader

genre: fluff and lots of comfort

warnings: mentions of period blood, period pain, dizziness, crying, cursing

w.c.: around 500-700 for each member

a/n: if this doesn't flop i'll post part 2 with maknae line lol. also everybody cheer i wrote something for someone other than nichojoo! xD

🪐 euijoo (crying spells)

you wake up feeling like shit and wanting to cry for no particular reason other than that you're on your period and your hormones are all over the place. added to that was the fact that the space next to you on the bed was empty – your boyfriend was already up. which isn't unusual, euijoo had always been an early bird. however, on that particular morning you couldn't help but wish he was still in bed cuddling you – maybe then you would be feeling less shitty. you feel kind of offended although you know it isn't fair – how is he supposed to know what you want if you don't tell him?

(more under the cut!)

“juju?” you call out but there's no answer – he probably couldn't hear you. you groan and steel yourself to get out of bed; it's about time anyway.

you head to the bathroom to freshen up and do your morning duties and when you emerge from the bedroom you find euijoo in the kitchen making breakfast.

“good morning my love,” he greets you with his warm smile and the sight of him immediately makes you feel a little better. “if you've brushed your teeth have this while you wait. breakfast will be ready in 10!”

‘this’ refers to a bowl of peeled pomegranates sitting on the kitchen table. you look at it and then back at him. he peeled an entire pomegranate for you despite how time consuming and troublesome it must've been. AND he's making breakfast. and most importantly, he looks so damn happy doing it. as you stare at the bowl of pomegranates, you can feel your eyes starting to water and the tears spill over soon after.

“no no baby what's wrong? do you not like pomegranates? but they're good for you – especially on your period,” euijoo is by your side in a minute brushing the tears away.

the fact that he specifically looked up what foods are good on your period only makes you more emotional and you feel guilty for feeling upset at him for not staying in bed longer. when you're finally coherent enough for him to be able to understand what you're saying amidst your sobs, he lets out a frustrated chuckle of disbelief.

“that's why you're crying? god you had me worried for a bit there,” he says, hugging you to his chest.

“you're literally the sweetest ever...what did i do to deserve you?” you mumble.

“sweetheart that was the bare minimum,”

“not to me!” you sniffle, wondering what the hell the opposite of bare minimum was. “to me that was like– like, the grand maximum!”

he giggles at that. “alright, cutie. let's get you something to eat,”

after a morning of crying about peeled pomegranates, then about how delicious the breakfast was and then crying about all the crying, you've finally calmed down. you're lying on euijoo's lap and he's running his fingers through your hair with one hand replying to his texts using the other.

“it's very aptly named the orange peel theory, don't you think?” you ask.

“uhh but that was a pomegranate i peeled, not an orange...”

“yes but you're an orange,” you explain like it's the most obvious thing.

he stares blankly at you. “i'm...an orange?”

“uh huh,”

he gives in because really, what choice does he have? “whatever you say my love,”

🪐 fuma (dizziness)

murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. even when things don't work out or seem to be going downhill, he never panics and instead seeks to figure out what the next plan of action should be – because really, what good would freaking out do? not a lot of things scared him either, it was like the man had no weaknesses. he is one of the most level-headed people you know, and it's no wonder that people often came to him for advice – murata fuma is an exceptionally calm and rational man. except when it comes to you.

for your date today, you're at a mini concert hall to watch this indie rock band play. fuma has been obsessed with them ever since he discovered them a few months ago and after weeks of trying you were finally able to get tickets for today. there's just one tiny problem however – you're on your period, and you don't do well in crowded spaces during this time especially if you have to stand for a long period of time, like you have been for a while now.

fuma is of course not aware of this – as far as he knows your period is not due for another week. you know that if you had told him, he would've not only made you stay home but would've stayed back himself to take care of you and you didn't want to do that to him; you knew how excited he'd been for this.

and so here you both are. you're only halfway through the concert and you're already regretting it. you've been standing for over an hour now and you badly want to – no, need to sit down. you feel kind of breathless and you're sweating but your body also feels weirdly cool at the same time. the music and the screaming around you start to sound like they're coming from far away and you sway on the spot. the last thing your eyes register before you black out is fuma’s panicked eyes.

when you come to, it takes you a minute to figure out where you are – on the couch in the waiting area outside near the receptionist’s desk. worry is etched into your boyfriend's features as he hovers over you along with two other people you don't recognise.

“oh good they're awake. yeah it looks like they just need some air,” one of them says.

fuma helps you sit up and you avoid meeting his eyes; you're mortified.

“how are you feeling?” he asks gently.

you nod and smile sheepishly. “i'm okay now, it just felt a little suffocating in there is all,”

he studies you carefully like he isn't convinced and you notice beads of sweat drying on his forehead. after fuma has thanked and bid adieu to the two strangers who had been kind enough to help your boyfriend who had apparently been running around like a headless chicken after you fainted, he comes to you and envelopes you in a hug so tight you think you might pass out again.

“please don't do that ever again oh my god i swear my heart stopped that was the most distressing 10 minutes of my life. it felt like it lasted forever,”

you chuckle weakly and pat his back comfortingly. “it's a pity i wasn't conscious to see it,”

he pulls back and gives you a stern and disappointed look. “that's not funny, y/n,”

“okay yeah i'm sorry i made you panic. i should've told you the truth, it was stupid,”

“incredibly stupid. i can't believe you thought i would care about a stupid concert more than you,”

“well no it's actually because i knew you would care more about me being okay that i didn't tell you. i wanted you to have a fun time since you've been working so hard lately,”

“any time i spend with you is fun. i don't need to go to a concert for fun,” he grumbles.

“you know what i mean though,”

he crosses his arms across his chest. “no i don't. and you know what? you've just lost walking privileges for the next two days for lying to me and then passing out,”

“i've lost wa– what? fuma don't be ridiculous,”

“it's no more ridiculous than what you just did,” he retorts obstinately.

and he was actually serious about it – he carried you bridal style to the car and then from the car to your apartment and he wouldn't even put you down inside the elevator; he waited until he got to your shared bedroom. and even though you assured him you were fine he proceeded to fuss over you for the next couple of days, not letting you step out of the house without his “supervision”.

🪐 kei (muscle pain)

it's the second day of your period and your legs are hurting more than usual because you had had to stand for hours at the conference at work earlier today. while the pain isn't exactly unbearable, it's still bad enough that sleep keeps evading you. you roll over and look at the clock on the side table – it's 12.47 am. the longer you stay awake, the less well-rested you'll be tomorrow. you have to be up in 5 hours. tears of frustration make their way down your cheeks.

not wanting to disturb your boyfriend kei who is peacefully asleep beside you, you get out of bed and make your way to the couch in the living room. you flop down and try massaging your legs, sniffling quietly.

kei stirs awake a little while later. he reaches an arm out sleepily to pull you close but when he finds the bed empty he immediately sits up.

“y/n?” he calls out, his voice thick with sleep. he walks out to the living room and sees your hunched figure on the couch and frowns. he's about to switch on the light when he hears you sniffle and freezes. he stands there for a few seconds listening to you cry, his heart slowly breaking. he wonders why you ever felt like you couldn't come to him with whatever was troubling you.

he turns on the light and makes his way to you as you quickly wipe your face and try to seem okay. he wraps a comforting arm around your shoulder.

“what's wrong?” he asks softly.

“it's nothing. just a bit of muscle pain. i'll be fine in a while, kei. go back to bed.”

kei is not having it. he scoops you up off the couch effortlessly and carries you back to your room, ignoring your weak protests. “is it because of your period? why didn't you wake me?” he asks while he lays you down gently on the bed.

“it's really not that serious, babe. besides it's late and you have work tomorrow,”

“so? you do too. and if anything you need to sleep more than i do.”

“it's really not that big of a deal...” you start to say and kei gives you a disappointed look. he sighs and doesn't say anything further, just quietly massages your legs. but dang does the man have magic hands. his strong hands skillfully knead your leg muscles and you can feel the pain slowly fading away. you could cry tears of relief. you sigh contentedly and mumble a thank you, holding out your arms for a hug but he ignores you. “kei?”

“do you not trust me?”

the question catches you off guard. “what?”

“you never come to me when you're in pain...” he sounds so dejected.

“oh, love,” you sit up and scooch closer to him. “of course i trust you. it's just– you're always taking care everyone else and–”

“because i like taking care of the people i love. and i love you the most. but you never let me do anything for you even though you're always taking care of me and i don't know, it sometimes feels like you don't trust me enough to be vulnerable with me…” his voice cracks on the last syllable and you want to kick yourself.

you never meant to make him feel this way. he was always the one taking care of those around him so in your relationship at least you wanted him to be on the receiving end which is why you tried never to burden him with your problems, big or small. but you were so caught up in what you thought was best for him that you didn't consider how he might feel about it.

“i'm sorry, i didn't realise how that must make you feel, love. i trust you more than i trust anyone, of course you're the one i always want to run to no matter what. so from now that's what i'll do, okay?”

“you promise?”

“i do,” you seal it with a soft kiss on his pout, which makes him smile. he massages you until you fall asleep, and snuggles up next to you soon after.

🪐 nicholas (staining)

you wake up to the unmistakable feeling of blood soaking through your underwear onto your pants and you yeet yourself out of bed as fast as you can praying it hasn't gotten on the covers as well – you're at your boyfriend nicho's place.

but luck was not on your side – there's a coin-sized dark red stain on the light blue sheet. fucking great. you cannot believe this. how on earth did you manage to bleed through not one but two extra large pads?! god kill me. you make your way to the bathroom as quietly as possible so as not to wake your boyfriend – you know how much he loves to sleep and how grumpy he gets when he's woken up. granted, he doesn't mind as much when it's you but you still don't want to disturb him.

you clean yourself up, grateful you had brought an extra pair of underwear and night pants for your stay. then you wet a piece of cloth and head back, leaving the bathroom door open just a sliver so there's enough light for you to see. you lift the stained part of the sheet a little so it doesn't stain the mattress and proceed to rub the wet cloth against it so you can at least get the blood off of it – you know it'll be much harder to clean once it dries – and you can't very well strip the entire sheet off the mattress with your boyfriend still sleeping. and god, does he look so incredibly adorable.

the stain looks significantly much lighter now, and you head back to the bathroom to rinse the cloth out and apply a drop of detergent liquid to it. you glance at the clock on your way – it's 2:14 am. you groan internally. you can't even go straight to bed after this because you will also have to wash the bloody mess that's your underwear and pants. you had triple checked to make sure everything was leak-proof before bed but there's only so much you can do when your body apparently likes ejecting copious amounts of blood for no good reason. and now you're stuck dealing with the aftermath when all you really wanna do is collapse and never wake up for a week but you can't and are now questioning whether a uterus is really worth having or if you can just rip it out. you're so preoccupied thinking about all this while washing up at the bathroom sink that you don't notice nicholas standing at the bathroom door watching you until he speaks up.

“that's a lot of blood...”

you meet his alarmed eyes in the mirror. “oh shit oh fuck i'm so sorry nicho i didn't mean to wake you or for you to see this and i'm so sorry it got on the sheets as well- just a little but i'm still sorry i swear i don't–”

“hey hey hey babe shhh it's okay, stop apologising,” he places his hands on your shoulders and gently squeezes to halt your anxious rambling. you look close to tears and it breaks his heart. “why are you even apologising baby? i said that's a lot of blood in the sense that i was worried - is it normal for you to be bleeding that much?”

“well, um sometimes i guess but– wait are you sure? you're not mad?”

“why on earth would i be mad?” he looks a little hurt that you would think that.

“because i got blood on your sheets...”

“so? that can be washed,”

“i also woke you up...and you love sleep....”

he cups your face. “i love you more, dumbass. if anything i'm just mad you didn't wake me sooner - i could've helped you clean up,”

you stare at your boyfriend, taking in his bleary eyes and his hair sticking up in all directions and the earnest sincerity in what he just said. you didn't think it was possible to love him more than you already did but here you are.

divider credits: @/enchanthings-a

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slytherinshua · 4 months ago

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⼺　BABY FEVER　( エンティーム )

genre fluff , headcanons , parent au , &team hyung line (plus yuma) x fem!reader (implied marriage for all hcs) cw food mention , toddler/baby stuff , yuma's child is incredibly sassy , not proofread wc 1170 request no note cien did this to me he put these thoughts in my head (well actually i thought of the thoughts myself BUT STILL) and i am in shambles &team as dads :( net @kstrucknet @lune-net

KOGA YUDAI ﾐ古賀祐大

he’s probably a boy and girl dad, so ends up having at least two kids

but his true form is a goofy dad

will match his childrens energy 200%

always making silly faces and getting them to laugh

would carry them on his shoulders, swing them around, hold them upside down, do the little airplane flying when he’s lying on the ground, etc

all the types of play that are exciting when they’re little

there’s not a day where he fails to find a new activity to entertain your children even as they grow older

from newborn to first day of kindergarten, yudai wants to have fun with his kids

he’ll definitely put them in dance classes when they’re little, but if dance isn’t their thing, that’s fine too!

would always encourage sports and physical activity as main hobbies so that his kids can create memories outdoors while staying active

and he will never miss a game

his children will also be best dressed, taking after their father’s fashion

he loves to dress up his kids and picks the cutest matching outfits for them as well

his camera roll is filled with them and only them (and a few pics of you he snapped while you weren’t looking— he loves his candids)

MURATA FUMA ﾐ村田風雅

boy dad, and his son is like his carbon copy

pokemon was the toy of choice since his child was still in the womb, and heck, you probably have a pokemon themed nursery, as well as plushies, clothes, and other toys

his kid’s favourite pokemons are probably snorlax or mudkip which goes adorably for buying things

frankly fuma is out of control with it

his son loves it, he himself is obsessed with it, there’s no cap on the budget when it comes to bonding with his child over the simple collectibles

he’s the best at introducing new foods to his son, even when he’s scared to try something

seeing his dad eat it and make it look like the yummiest thing always works like a charm

you have your husband to thank for getting your toddler to actually enjoy vegetables

although fuma is a bit paranoid about his child’s health

and absolutely panics whenever his son is sick

he’s not the type to fuss over “healthy” food— as long as his son is eating and getting the nutrients he needs, fuma will absolutely allow sweet treats

speaking of worrying, fuma is a huge worrier :(

he can’t help but be concerned over the littlest things when it comes to his son

very protective over him, but also gives him advice and guidance and is easily the best role model you could ask for your son to have

WANG YIXIANG ﾐ王奕翔

he’s a boy dad and his son is just as much of a softie as he is

raises the shyest kid to ever walk the earth

has to always encourage his son to make new friends or try new things

because his little boy is just so hesitant and afraid of so many things

nicholas wants to show his son how fun things can be as well as dispelling the fear that his kid has

this takes little baby steps and hand holding, but nicholas is the best at being patient and comforting with his son

always tries to give his son a healthy push, but when it gets overwhelming, he understands as well

every small milestone is celebrated like it’s a big deal

because to nicholas, it is

every time he sees his son smile, his heart bursts in his chest

he has the closest bond imaginable with his child, and as such, often spends time playing with him alone even after he’s reached the age that most kids would want to play with their friends

will sing and play guitar or piano with his son, which is one of the few things that isn’t so terrifying to his little brain

even when a wrong note is pressed, the two can laugh it off together and enjoy the process of learning new songs together

he has the cutest father son musical duets to show off to you

BYUN EUIJOO ﾐ 변의주

girl dad in the house

his little daughter will grow up to love watching movies, especially ghibli ones

and well, ponyo may be her favourite for a reason

points and giggles whenever she sees ponyo to compare with her dad

euijoo can’t get over how cute it is every time

he’s the soft and caring type of dad, like he’s incapable of ever getting mad at his daughter

he will scold her when she does something wrong, although it breaks his heart to see her pout and tears

he’s the best at comforting her as well, and it seems as if there’s no safer place than in her father’s arms

loves to play dress up with his daughter, whether it’s a princess tea party or dinosaur onesies

tries to learn how to do his daughter’s hair, to varying success

but he is the best at picking out bows or cute hair accessories for her

reads a bedtime story to her every night, and sometimes has to think of his own stories off the top of his head when his little girl insists on making a new story together

loves to go on walks with his kid or plan cute picnics

peels oranges for his daughter, they’re her favourite fruit

she likes to eat the segments from biggest to smallest saving the cutest piece of orange for last

NAKAKITA YUMA ﾐ中耒田悠真

this man is a girl dad and he creates the sassiest child by accident

every time his daughter shows you attitude, he has to remind her that it’s no way to treat her mother

you blame yuma for your daughter’s sassiness

yuma is convinced it was partly you as well

either way, you have a bold and cheeky toddler on your hands, and dealing with her can be hard work

fighting her sassiness with more sassiness only works part of the time

gentle words aren’t too effective, yet strongly worded ones often give the opposite affect yuma and you intend

whenever yuma has to introduce his daughter to new people, he’s always a little nervous about how she’ll behave

but he quickly figures out that she knows when and where she can have attitude, and puts on the perfect princess act around strangers

it makes yuma laugh and also slightly impresses him the grasp his daughter has on people already

despite it sometimes feeling like fighting fire with fire, yuma and his kid have a very close bond

and he would protect her from anything

he’s proud of the things she can do as well— her sassy sarcastic attitude shows how smart she really is, and witty as well

although she may not use it for the most perfect reasons

yuma can always joke around and laugh with his kid, his humour matching his daughter’s perfectly

and sometimes he enjoys seeing who can be sassier (it is always his daughter)

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loserlvrss · 5 months ago

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𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 📽️─────wang yixiang, aka, spending quality time with your adoring boyfriend

王奕翔 &fem!rea. ⟡ drabble, fluff warn. skinship, kiss, language wc : 495HUN ++( 𝑒𝓈𝓉. 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 ). 📼 ˊˎ- req?no. move yn, my turn now :c click4more

Like the washed out color of stained wine, the cheeks of the man in your lap flushed red. He didn’t shy away when you pressed another kiss to his forehead, no, he only giggled through closed eyes.

His lips had an upward turn to them, arms crossed over his chest. You did it again, pressing your lips to the space between his brows to elicit the same reaction—he just looked so damn cute.

Yixiang has been lying in your lap as you watched a cartoon, adamant to spend his free time with you. And, after a while of scrolling through his phone his eyes had fluttered shut, soft sighs audible through his sleepy state.

Of course, you froze, purposefully not even moving a neuron so he could dream peacefully. Afterall, He’d been working so hard, you figured that this was best for him, even if your legs fell off from the lack of circulation causing pins and needles.

You‘d been glancing down occasionally, distracted by the slight pout on his lips. You admired the fullness and length of his lashes, slightly envious that you had to use fake ones to get near that amount of volume.

And then, you laughed—he just looked so…fake in your lap.

The vibrations had made him stir, face turning towards your stomach, hiding from the overcast light. He wrapped a loose arm around your waist, the other still sat over his mid-section. Yixiang was so close to you, you could almost feel his heart beating.

“I like feeling your heartbeat,” You remarked, only realizing that it was supposed to be in your head when he answered.

He pulled himself closer, voice muffled by your shirt, “Are you a psycho?”

“You’re awake?” You almost gasped out, “I mean—wait.” He laughed, turning his head to the ceiling again but not opening his eyes. “No, I’m not a psycho…”

“You just say creepy things for fun?”

“No,” You huffed, “I just like you…a lot.”

He hummed, “Well, I love you today. I’ll love you tomorrow and,” You didn’t know if it was because he was half asleep that he was confessing his deep-rooted love for you but, even shocked, you let him go on. “Forever? That’s not long enough.”

A dorky-smile spread across your face (though he couldn’t see it), practically all your teeth on display. Then, you were kissing his face.

His eyes shot open for a moment as you pressed your feather-light lips to his skin again and again in different places, then he closed them again.

Once he’d had enough (well, he actually hadn’t) Yixiang stopped you, a gentle hand holding you mere centimeters from his face by your cheeks.

“Hey, psycho,” He practically whispered, “My lips are right here.”

And, he made you find them quickly after, shushing whatever snarky remark was hanging on your tongue. You smiled into the kiss, disregarding his new nickname for you and relishing in the moment.

He was right, forever wasn’t long enough.

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am00ures · 5 months ago

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‘ BAD DATE. ’ &TEAM

ᵎᵎ pairing: &team x reader ♱ word count: 00 ♱ genre: fluff ♱ tags: down bad teamies, bestfriend!teamies, g.neutral!reader, texting w/ teamies, overprotective teamies, semi friends to lovers, cursing, reader needa wake up and smell the flowers ♱ synopsis: asking the teamies to come pick you up after a date gone wrong! ♱ an: i need better fake imessage apps pls spare a crumb or recs 🤲 ♱ @kstrucknet @lune-net

ー kei , fuma , nicholas

for anyone having a hard time reading nicho’s :

‘pls come pick me up he keeps trying to get me to go home with him and i’m uncomfy.’

ー euijoo , yuma

ー jo, harua, taki

ー maki

#fluffy!am00ur ! 𝜗𝜚 #&team fluff #&team #&team x reader #&team texts #koga yudai #murata fuma #wang yixiang #byun euijoo #nakakita yuma #asakura jo #shigeta harua #takayama riki #hirota riki #nicholas wang #&team maki

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ujuinluv · 1 month ago

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dusk till dawn (nicholas) — nav

synopsis — cuddling with nicholas.

the day winds down slow, like honey sliding down the inside of a jar, and you’re already drowsy by the time the sun dips below the skyline. the living room is quiet, touched with that soft amber glow that only comes in the early evening—lamp light mixing with the last bits of daylight clinging to the windows. it’s peaceful, the kind of calm that settles deep into your bones.

you’re curled up on the couch with nicholas, legs tangled together beneath a faded blanket that smells like home—like detergent, a little bit of his cologne, and something warm and familiar you can’t quite name. your head rests against his chest, tucked right under his chin, where you can hear his heartbeat thumping slow and steady. that sound alone could send you drifting.

his hand is under your shirt, resting lightly against the bare skin of your back. his fingertips move in slow, lazy circles—soft and rhythmic. up, down, a gentle scratch, then a soothing drag of his palm. it makes your eyes flutter shut for a moment, then open again. not because you want to stay awake, but because you want to hold on to this. the softness. the quiet. the way he touches you like you’re something precious.

nicholas' other hand is in your hair, fingers sliding through the strands with all the care in the world. he twirls a piece gently, then lets it fall, then combs through again, repeating the motion over and over like it brings him some kind of peace too. it feels like he’s anchoring you—like as long as he’s touching you, the world can’t pull you too far away.

“you tired?” he murmurs, voice low and close to your ear.

you hum something in response, not quite a word, just a small sound that says yes, but don’t stop. and he doesn’t. he chuckles quietly, presses a kiss into your hairline, and keeps tracing those slow patterns on your back like he’s drawing lullabies into your skin.

your breathing slows to match his, syncing with the rise and fall of his chest. you let your hand rest on his ribcage, fingers curled against the fabric of his shirt, feeling the way he breathes, the way his heart beats. it’s steady. grounding. and suddenly, everything else—the noise of the day, the thoughts in your head, the weight behind your eyes—just begins to slip away.

the only thing that exists is the warm press of nicholas' body against yours, the way his thumb draws a soft line up your spine, the brush of his lips against the top of your head every so often, like he can’t help but kiss you, even in the quiet.

“go ahead,” he says softly. “i’ve got you.”

and you do. you let go. you let your body melt into him, your muscles relaxing one by one until you’re nothing but softness in his arms. your breath evens out. your lashes flutter against his shirt. you feel him shift just slightly to pull the blanket up higher, wrapping you tighter into him.

his fingers are still moving through your hair as your mind drifts into the haze of sleep. even when your thoughts stop forming, your body still feels the comfort of his touch, like a memory it knows how to hold onto even in dreams.

and just before everything fades to black, you hear him whisper something you don’t quite catch. maybe your name. maybe i love you. maybe both.

but it settles into your chest like a weightless stone, grounding and soft, and you fall asleep like that—wrapped in nicholas' arms, safe in his warmth, your back scratched gently, your hair played with lovingly, the world outside fading to nothing.

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tttt06 · 11 days ago

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ot9 &team when reader gets insecure cause shes lightly chubby (but make it smut hehe I'm a freak!!)

Sorry this took forever! I see the Lee Know cat cafe fan fiction too! DW i'm working on it as we speak!

I Don't Feel Pretty

Idol&TEAM x Blackreader

Requests are open! I reply quickly. Masterlist here

Synopsis~ How the boys react to your sudden insecurity about your weight.

Warnings~ Body dysmorphia, mentions of gaining weight, slight choking, squirting, no protection, size kink, all dom, rough, gentle, intimate

Word Count~ 7.4k

You looked in the mirror after your shower. You were wearing K's basketball shorts and your own tight-fitted crop. You pulled the rolls on your stomach as you sighed.

You thought to yourself, When did I have time to gain all this weight.

Your lips were pouted as you turned to look at your chubby thighs. You hated how it looked. Hated how you were starting to feel in your own body.

You had fluctuating weight, and you maintained a diet to keep it the same. But every chance your body got to betray you, it did.

You heard the door open, and you made eye contact with K. His eyes lit up, "There you are!"

He wrapped you in a warm back hug as he swayed. He looked at you from the mirror, "Checking yourself out? You're so gorgeous."

You lied, "Yeah." Voice cracking in the fluctuation.

K looked into your eyes as he raised his eyebrow, "Huh? What's wrong?"

You only smiled. You turned around to hug K, and his hands instinctively went to your ass. You two rocked in each other's arms as he squeezed your ass.

"I'm gonna wear your hoodie." Your head was on his chest. His heart rate was slow. The rumble of this voice rang against your ear. "Why? You look good right now."

His hands traveled to your waist. You pouted, "K, please. I don't wanna look like this right now."

He asked, "Look like what? Baby, you look beautiful." You looked at the chub on your stomach and said, "Look at me. I'm HUGE."

K was silent. Then, you heard it, "PFFT. Girl, if you're huge, then I'm ginormous."

You looked at your boyfriend's playful eyes, and you couldn't help but laugh. K leaned down to kiss you softly. "My baby always looked good. You don't know what your weight gain does to me. Do I need to start showing you?"

You wept, "What do you mean?" K smiled, "C'mere."

He led you to your bed, and he pressed you against the mattress. You wept, "K!"

He laughed as he slid the basketball shorts off. His hands dug into your pants as he kissed your neck. His fingers sunk into your hole, and you moaned.

Your hands dug into his hair.

K said, "You're so gorgeous. I love the way you look, baby. So much more to grab."

K's fingers were strong. He fucked into you with his fingers as you clenched around him. You liked what he was saying.

He took his sweats off and said, "Fucking gorgeous. Look what you did to me?"

His dick was hard. Solid even.

He towered over you as he angled himself into your hole. He calmed down a little. Your pussy was throbbing with need from the attention it got.

K slid through your fold and kissed your cheeks. He was gentle with his thrust as he talked to you.

"You look beautiful. So good. Every time I see that little extra fat, my heart races. Baby, I love your belly, your thighs, your tits when they swell. Fuck."

He buried his head into your neck after you clenched around him. He had you shaking.

"I'm gonna cum," He whispered into your neck. You said, "F-faster. Please."

He hummed and slammed into you. His speed increased as you approached. You twitched and whimpered from underneath him. Yudai cupped your face and kissed you messily. "Don't ever doubt your body again. I love you."

You smiled, "I love you too."

Fuma

He's a supportive old fart. He's always listening to your problems, and he's so attentive.

He was making his famous pancakes for you. You two had just finished doing adult things, and you fell asleep.

He wanted to surprise you with your favorite. You woke up to the aroma. You opened your eyes and threw on his shirt. It went to your plush thighs.

You were gaining weight. You didn't know what it was from, but you didn't like that. You asked Fuma if you could go to the gym with him, but he said he didn't want you to.

You didn't think he noticed why you asked. But Fuma definitely picked up on it.

He was especially hornier these days too. It was odd to you. He was silently showing you that he loved you no matter what you looked like.

You rubbed your eyes, waterproof mascara crumbs staining your fingers. You said, "Pancakes?"

He smiled, "The only thing I know how to make." You laughed as you plopped on your dining room chair. "You make them perfectly every time." Fuma smiled at you as he flipped his pancake onto the plate.

You'd normally eat about 3 and would get full.

He passed you the plate. You stared at the food. You were about to dig in. Your knife cut through the fluffy stack of batter, and you dipped it into your syrup.

You put it in your mouth, and it melted. It tasted amazing.

You smiled, "It tastes good." Fuma smiled, "Good, I'm about to make another six and eat them all."

You looked at him, "Greedy ass."

He laughed as he put the rest of the pancakes on the plate. He sat across from you and ate with you. You sighed as you looked at the pancakes.

You wanted more but suddenly felt the need to restrict yourself. Fuma was quietly watching you as you looked at the plate. You didn't finish the plate of pancakes.

He knew the exact amount of pancakes you'd always eat. This time, you weren't eating.

"Y/N."

Your heat shot up. You two made eye contact. It was silent, his eyes stern. You stuttered, "Y-yeah?"

Fuma crossed his arms. "You didn't eat the entire plate?" You said, "Well, I had a couple snacks before."

Fuma listened carefully to your stupid excuses. "Y/N. First, you're asking to go to the gym, and now you're not eating. Are you getting insecure?"

You shrunk. The confrontative tone of Fuma's voice made you shy. "I wouldn't say that. Just aware."

He quirked his eyebrow, "Of what?"

You said, "How much I eat. I mean, look at me. I used to be so skinny. Now, I'm all round and squishy."

Fuma said, "And beautiful. You look absolutely adorable. I love you no matter what you look like. I'll be stronger and stronger for you."

You said, "I don't know... I don't feel like that right now." Fuma held your hand, "Do I need to show you how beautiful you are again?" You pouted, "Fuma."

Fuma only smiled, "I heard you burn calories with sex."

You jumped on him.

Fuma was a strong guy. He made you feel so small when he picked you up. It was like you weighed two pounds. You bit your lip before leaning in to kiss him. Ou, he was so good. He felt so good under you.

You could already feel his growing boner. His arms wrapped around your thighs, keeping you up to him. He kissed into your warm mouth. That's where his tongue belonged. In between your lips.

Your hands traveled to his hair as you ruffled it. Fuma smiled against your lips. "You know how sensitive my head is."

You giggled as he walked you right back to your bedroom. The sheets were a mess from what happened earlier that day.

You were about to go another round.

Fuma took his sweats off. He kissed your neck. You hummed as you held his head in your arms. Fuma licked across your collarbone, and you felt yourself gush.

Fuck. Fuma felt good.

His hands massaged your beautiful thighs. The contrast in skin color has an effect on you.

Fuma was pale, and you were brown-skinned. Fuma loves your color down to your blemishes.

He playfully kissed your bare stomach. You hadn't realized he lifted the shirt. You didn't bother putting underwear on anyway.

Fuma's fingers were back to your clit for the second time today. He rubbed soft circles against your bud, and you shuddered.

You were still sensitive from the three times you two went at it this morning.

Fuma kissed your bud and swiped his tongue over your folds. You whimpered, hands going to his scalp again.

Fuma fucked you with his tongue as you moaned and whimpered his name.

"So plush," Fuma mumbled from between your thighs. You were squeezing them tighter from pleasure. You didn't even notice.

You frowned as you got closer to another high. Being sensitive meant you came faster.

Fuma knew how to push all your buttons.

You shivered as the cold rush of the orgasm came over you. Fuma was barely using his fingers, but the heat of them was enough for the effect.

You were cumming on his tongue again.

It wasn't long before Fuma was pulling his underwear down, slightly tripping, as he hopped over to the bed.

You laughed at his excitement as he crawled over you.

"Fuma! You almost fell, baby!" He kissed your cheek and said, "Thank you for worrying about me."

You smiled. Fuma angled his fat dick into your hole and slowly pushed in. Your back arched in agony of the stretch. Pussy wet but sticky.

Your hands shook as he dug straight to your spot. He slowly fucked into you. Your hands brushed against his abs as you moaned softly.

Fuma said, "You look so beautiful right now. I love everything about you." You nodded, face scrunched from pleasure.

Fuma grabbed your thighs, "Even down to the TEENY belly fat you claim to have."

You laughed as his slow pace quickened. Your heart raced from the heat. Fuma was hard with his thrust. He slammed right into your spot, causing you to shake underneath him.

You were cumming and clenching all around his dick.

"Ffuuuuckkk. Y/N! You feel so good."

You couldn't speak for yourself because you were still climaxing. Your hips jerked into Fuma's. He fell into the crook of your neck. He said, "Let's just stay like this."

Nicholas

Nicholas was stopping at your house to pick you up. It was summer, and he wanted to go swimming with his girlfriend.

He knocked on the door, aching at the thought of you in a bathing suit.

When you opened the door, you were in a two-piece. Just not the one Nicho was expecting.

"Y/N, what the hell are you wearing right now?" His voice was as soft as ever. You kissed his bottom lip, not reaching high enough to kiss him.

Nicholas bit his lip as he looked over your outfit. You had a long-sleeved bathing shirt with shorts. He looked at your tiny crocs and smiled. "You sure you wanna wear this?"

You laughed, "Most guys would want me to wear more. You want me to wear less?"

Nicholas raised his eyebrow, "I'm not like most guys."

You rolled your eyes, ready to grab your bag of sunscreen, towels, and a change of clothes.

Nicholas was staring at you. You were trying to walk out of the house, but Nicholas blocked the door.

"What happened to my girlfriend? My girlfriend would have on a string as underwear and a top that barely covered her nipples."

You muttered, "It's embarrassing." Nicholas dropped the joking tone. He melted as he walked closer. His tone going softer and babyish, "What's wrong?"

You said, "I don't really wanna talk about it." You looked away. Nicholas cupped your cheek and turned you back to him. "Babe, I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything."

Your eyes avoided his, "Well, I've been gaining weight, and I don't feel secure with my body."

Nicholas froze. He took a step back to look you over, "What weight? Is the weight in the room with us?"

You laughed, "Babe! I'm serious. I look so ugly in my bikinis."

Nicholas grabbed your hand. He pulled you into your messy bedroom. He saw the amount of bikinis on the floor and bed and said, "Try them all on, and I'll let you know if you look bad."

You shook your head, "My stomach is-" Nicho cut you off, "Aht, try on your bikinis."

You bit your lip as you turned around. Nicho slapped your ass and watched it jiggle.

"All that fat going to that ass if anything." You laughed, "Nicholas!"

You took your shorts off in front of him. Nicholas has watched you change, seen you naked, licked parts of your body not even exes have.

You rolled the bikini on. You pulled off your shirt and threw on the matching top. Nicho leaned back, looking you over. You could see the boner in his pants.

"Come closer." You walked closer and moaned, "Fuck. Yeah, get on the bed." You said, "What?! The pool party." He laughed, "We're not going to that shit. I just wanted to see you in the bikini."

He pulled you on his lap and kissed you so softly. Your heart melted down your stomach and boiled to your core. Nicho's hands traveled to your ass and grabbed.

You hummed in his mouth. The heat between you grew hotter. Nicho pulled away and kissed your neck. Your hands cupped the back of his head as your own dove back.

His tongue felt so good, licking across your jugular. You finally moaned when he licked over your soft spot. He's made so many love bites and hickeys there.

You loved the way he obsessed over you.

Nicho finally said, "I don't care how big or small you get. You're still Y/N. You can let go of yourself around me."

He pulled away and looked at you, "You're always racing to the shower after sex or doing your makeup when we go anywhere. You're always putting on crazy outfits and putting yourself together. You don't have to do that."

You hugged him, "I don't want you to fall out of love or lose myself." Nicholas went silent for a little.

He pulled off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants. "I can't believe you think I'm capable of falling out of love with you."

You felt his hips jerk into you. His boner was rock solid. Your hands went to his shoulder, keeping your body stable. You knew he got you.

"Nicho." He said, "C'mon. Take them off." You bit your lip as you pulled Nicho's pants off. "You're so gorgeous." Your breath hitched when you saw how hard he was.

All of this was because of you. You made Nicho feel like that. Nicho groaned, "You see what you do to me? Fuck, baby."

You looked into his eyes and went silent. Nicho cupped your face and asked, "What's wrong?" His eyes were full of worry. "Nothing, baby. Just... I didn't know I made you feel like this."

He smiled, "Don't I tell you?"

He pulled you back on his lap and kissed your neck. His thumb found its way to your bud as he rubbed circles over it. There was nothing but heat and closeness.

His hand was in between you, the only thing keeping you separate.

You lifted your body and grabbed for his dick. He groaned at the squeeze. You angled him to your hole and sat on it.

He pushed through your walls, stretching you how you like it.

His dick reached your hilt, but you couldn't sit all the way down. He was too long.

Nicho kissed you, "Easy. It's okay." You breathed out in pleasure but nervousness.

Nicho guided your hips as you drove across his dick. He whispered, "Fuck, just like that." Your hands stayed at his shoulders so you wouldn't go too far down.

Nicholas thrust into you, digging deeper, "You got this. It's okay."

You dug your head into his shoulder as you rode him. His dick touched places you can't reach on your own. Your grip got tighter. You started biting his shoulder as Nicho kissed yours.

"So fucking pretty like this."

You felt the knot in your stomach get tighter. It wasn't long before you shook. You're moans getting higher pitched.

Nicho knew what he was doing to you, "C'mon gorgeous."

You clenched around him and came. Right then and there.

Your thighs were burning. Nicho helped you ride out your orgasm. You two fell backward. Nicho kissed your head after brushing your braids to the side.

"Don't ever say you feel ugly. Don't talk about my girlfriend like that."

You laughed and slapped his chest.

"I'll talk about your girlfriend however I want."

You two were shopping together. You wanted to try on this new dress you've been eyeing online forever. Eujoo didn't even want to come with you. But you really needed a second opinion, and he was your best friend.

Also your boyfriend

But your best friend nonetheless.

You looked at everyone coming out to show their friends and boyfriends.

You jumped into the changing room and looked at the dress.

Silence. Ej only heard silence from you.

He said, "Babe? You okay?"

You didn't respond right away, taking in how the dress looked on you.

The dress looked horrible.

You gained weight. It wasn't hugging your hips like you thought. Your arm fat was hanging, and your stomach was poking out a little.

Ej asked, "Is it that good? I wanna see."

You yelled, "Wait! No! It doesn't-"

Ej opened the door before you could tell him not to. He looked you up and down and said, "The dress is pretty. You should get it."

He kissed your forehead without a second thought.

He was already walking out, and you grabbed for his sleeve. He stopped and turned to look at you.

"What?"

You asked, "Don't you think it doesn't fit right?"

You moved your hands over your body, showing your point frustratingly.

Eujoo said, "No, it looks perfect on you. You've been gaining weight, so you're filling in."

Your breath hitched at how casually he said it. Like that wasn't the biggest insecurity you were dealing with at the moment.

You said, "You noticed?"

Ej smiled, "Of course, I've noticed. I look at your body every day."

You brushed your hand over your face, "But doesn't it look bad?"

Ej closed the door. His eyes were blown out as he pressed you against the wall. "Why would it look bad, Y/N?"

His hands were grabbed at the fat on your waist. It made you feel so insecure, but Ej was loving it.

You said, "It looks bad. I've got fat in places they don't belong, and I don't feel good." Ej said, "That's a you thing. I don't see what you mean at all."

He kissed your neck, sucking at your weak spot. Your core was burning.

"You said I've been gaining weight." Ej looked at you, "It looks good on you. There's more of you to grab."

You repeated, "Grab?" Ej looked at the dress on you. He paused and then looked back up at you. "Alright, let's buy this dress and go home."

He didn't leave the dressing room. He carefully watched you get out of the dress. You push it down your body, changing into your own clothes.

You two walked to the register, and Ej paid.

When you got home, he was all over you. Touching, grabbing, kissing, biting.

You had to have at least thirteen marks on your body by now. "Ej."

He kept breathing heavily as he looked up at you, "What?" Your arms went around his neck, and you looked to the side.

"I don't feel pretty right now."

Ej lifted the dress he forced you to put back on. His fingers slid into your panties, and he fucked you. God, it felt so good.

His fingers were curling in all the right places. His thumb rubbed over your bud as he continued to kiss you.

You moaned in his mouth as his hot lips traced over yours. His tongue pressed flat against yours. You pulled him impossibly closer.

Ej wasted no time taking your panties off completely. "I'm hard."

He looked at your glistening pussy and then back into your eyes. "You know you're beautiful, right?"

You didn't know how to answer, but luckily, Ej was still talking.

"Because if you don't, you're gonna find out today."

He grabbed your big thighs closer. He pulled down his sweatpants and boxers. His dick slapped against his stomach as he rubbed it calmly. "Fuck. You're gonna feel so good."

You braced yourself as Ej pushed into you.

At first, it hurt. As usual, it hurt because of how rushed Ej is. He likes to get straight to the point, leaving foreplay for intimacy.

Right now, he had a point to prove.

He didn't move until your body relaxed. His hand is wrapped around your neck, not squeezing. He just wanted to look at you.

You were so pretty. Your cheeks have gotten chubbier, too. Now, you were especially adorable.

His first thrust broke sound barriers. It was so hard and rough. Your moan was full of shock. The kind of shaky moans you only hear in hentai.

Ej fucked into you again, this time putting his entire cock in.

It hit against your G-spot like a crash.

Your nails dug into his forearm. He let go of your neck, moving closer to you. He fucked into your hole with a steady rhythm now.

His arms were on either side of you as he grunted into your ear. "So... fucking, mm, tight."

Your hands went to his shoulder blades, smoothing over his skin before digging into it.

The pressure of his cock digging in and out. You could feel every part of your body moving around just for him to fit inside of you.

You whined, "Ouah~ hah- it... feels good." He kissed your neck. A huff of hot hair coming from his mouth, "Yeah? You wanna cum for me? Make you feel good."

You nodded as Ej went faster. He knew what he had to do to make you feel good. You bit your lip, now in a haze. "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"

Ej went harder, and sounds of skin slamming echoed through the room.

You gasped as you felt yourself about to cum. "I'm so close! Oh!"

This feeling of cold and then hot rushed over your body. Your entire body shook as the orgasm rushed to your core. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you huffed. Ej pulled out without a second thought.

He kissed your lips and said, "Don't talk bad about yourself. You're gorgeous the way you are."

Jo was the quiet type. He isn't going to say anything until he has to. Jo was also very introspective. He liked to think before he spoke.

With you, he'd always say what's on his mind. You were his person, his safe place.

It was the same for you. You felt like you could tell Jo anything. So when he was sitting on your couch, watching a video on his phone, you blurted, "Do you think I'm getting fat?"

Jo's head slowly lifted from his phone. His breathing stopped as he looked you in the eyes. There was a level of confusion and worry in his eyes.

"H-huh?"

You repeated, "Do you think I'm getting fat. I mean, look." You pulled at the fat on your thighs. It was like the webs between frog feet. So stretchy and fatty.

Jo said, "No. I wouldn't use the word." You said, "So you think I'm getting big?"

Jo said, "What's the problem with that?" You paused while looking at your boyfriend. "It's not attractive on me. Other girls make plump thighs and bellies so pretty, but not on me. I look like a slob! I should go to the gym, right?"

Jo sighed. He sat up and rubbed his fingers through his hair. "You look perfect." You sighed, "I don't think so."

Jo stood up abruptly. He hugged you tightly, "Not true." You sighed, "I think I am."

Jo pulled away. His eyes flickered to your lips, then back to your face. "Y/N, I really like how you look now." You smiled, "Really?"

He nodded. You couldn't help but smile as you leaned into his face. You just wanted to kiss him. Jo's hand cupped your cheek as he pressed a kiss into your hot mouth.

You licked his bottom lip, and Jo parted his lips. It was quiet, heated, and intimate.

Your sex life with Jo was always like this. Quiet.

Jo pushed you into your bedroom. You got on the bed as he crawled over you. "You look beautiful. Don't be mean to yourself."

His smile was genuine and full of love and affection.

His hands traced your developing curves as he kissed your cheek. "It's so much more of you to love." Jo was careful with where he touched you. He didn't want to turn you on in case you didn't want to have sex tonight.

But from the way you grabbed him, he got the hint.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, and you whispered, "I need you."

Jo was quick to discard your clothes. He slid his long dick past your folds.

Pure and gentle.

That's how it felt. Jo lets you adjust before going at a slow pace. Your hands were grabbing at him, his muscular back, skinny arms, pretty face, messy hair.

He was sweating. His plump lips were in a frown of focus.

The mole danced on his face as his rhythm got rough. He was panting, grunting.

He looked you directly in the eyes and said, "I'm gonna cum."

Your pussy clenched, and Jo groaned. He let his head fall to the nook of your shoulder. He was so close. You were turned on by the effect you had on him.

He wouldn't stop touching you. You started to shake as you admitted, "I'm about to cum!"

Jo's pace was slow but heavy. The sound of skin against another echoed through the room. You cried out when you reached your climax in his arms.

"Fuck!"

Your muscles tensed. Your toes curled. Your grip on Jo's shoulder got tighter. Jo hissed slightly from how tight you were digging.

You pulled away once the orgasm went down. Jo kissed you on the nose as he cuddled you closer to his body. "I love you, no matter what."

You smiled and kissed him harder, "I love you no matter what."

Yuma

You and Yuma were playing fighting. It's what you two do when you provoke him.

It starts with teasing, and then you hit him, and then he holds you and attacks.

You were too busy giggling until Yuma started to grab you by your thighs and drag you toward the end of the bed.

"You're weak! You can't lift two pounds!" You shouted as Yuma laughed. He said, "Oh yeah!"

He grabbed you, and he couldn't pick you up. At first, you froze, then you looked at his struggling face.

Then, the surge of embarrassment sunk into your stomach. Tears welled up, and Yuma stopped.

"W-why?!" You wiped your tears and said, "I'm too heavy!"

Yuma shook his head, "No! You're not heavy, baby! See!" He picked you up like nothing. You bit your lip and hugged him. "I started gaining weight, and that made me feel like shit!"

Yuma cupped your face while holding you with one arm. "Babe, I was only kidding."

You shook your head, "I know. But still!" Yuma kissed you sweetly. "I'll make it up to you. I didn't wanna make you cry." You frowned, "Well, you did."

Yuma kissed you again, "Alright, can we go to your room?"

You nodded innocently. Yuma carried you to your bedroom and kissed your neck slowly. He felt so good.

His tongue swirled over your collarbone before biting down. You whimpered softly. "You like that?" You nodded. Yuma's hand traveled all over your body.

You were sliding off your shorts and underwear in a second. Yuma was sucking against your clit. "So sweet."

You broke apart from his mouth. He entered you, stretching you wider than usual.

"Fuck Yuma!" Your head dove back, and your back arched with pleasure. Yuma always takes such good care of you.

He kissed your cheek before digging into you again, this time deeper. Your breath hitched with pleasure.

Yuma grunted, "That feels good?" You hummed. Your voice shaking while you squeezed your eyes shut.

You gripped his shoulder as you confessed, "Keep talking. It's getting me close!"

Yuma laughed, "Yeah? Do you like it when I talk you through it? So nasty."

He sucked on your neck before asking, "Fuck, your so tight, baby."

His dick hammered into your G-spot, making you gasp. Your body was shaking against his sturdy one as he said, "Keep clenching like that, and I'll cum."

You shook your head as he kept fucking you. His pace was faster than he's ever gone. Your body rocked to his rhythm. You went silent for a moment as Yuma looked you in the eyes. You got lost with pleasure and love.

His face was so focused on fucking you as his hips dug into you quickly. Your grip got tighter on his forearm as you confessed, "I'm gonna cum!"

Yuma sucked on your chest and bit all over your shoulder as he fucked you faster. Your body shook as you spilled slick all over his hot cock.

He slipped out as both of your creams spilled out of you. Yuma laid on top of you and kissed your neck. "You're so beautiful. All your curves and rolls. Don't think I don't love it."

You hugged him back, arms wrapping around his neck. Your legs wrapped around his waist, resting on the mound of his bare ass.

"I won't."

Harua

Another shopping expedition. This time, you didn't let Harua in. He was sitting outside the dressing room, waiting for you to come out.

"What's going on in there?" You nervously laughed, "Uhm, I don't like how they fit."

Harua jiggled on the door handle, "Lemme see." You looked at the lock, debating.

You unlocked the door, and Harua came in. He was so cute and tall compared to you. His gray hoodie hid the dyed red hair. His roots were black. He looked at you, eyes going up and down.

His smile grew wide, "This looks good on you. Are you blind?"

His eyes were adorable, but his tone was stoic. "Baby, don't you think my thighs are too big? They are the size of two heads smacking together. I need to lose weight."

Harua stepped closer, his tone still just as stoic, "What's wrong with your thighs being big? More to suffocate me with."

You gasped, covering his mouth. "PEOPLE COULD HEAR YOU!!"

You whispered and shouted, "SHUT UP RU!" He smiled, kissing your hand, "I'll pay for these. Let's go."

He locked your fingers between his and drove the two of you home.

Harua got out of the car, ripped you out of your seat, and dragged you to your apartment.

"Harua! Let me go!" He rolled his eyes, "Always dramatic!"

He closed your room door so your barking dog wouldn't come in. You heard Coco whimpering and scratching at the door, so Haura let him in with a huff.

Coco sat on your lap. Harua quirked his eyebrow and looked at your dog, "Yeah? I'm being replaced by a dog?" You laughed, "What's your deal?"

Harua said, "I want you to go put on your prettiest lingerie set and wear the crop top and shorts you always do when you're spring cleaning."

You smiled, "How'd you know I always wear that?"

Haura smiled, "Because I know you."

Coco jumped from your lap when you started getting up. You said, "Fine, but I'm showering first."

Harua shrugged, "I'll join."

He did. He followed right into the shower. He stood behind you, body close to your already hot and wet body.

He whispered in your ear, "Why are you getting insecure about your body? It's cute."

You shook your head, "Ru, I think it's ugly. My thighs are getting fat, my stomach is saggy, and I have wobbly arms now... I hate myself."

Harua wrapped his arms around your waist and hummed, "Yeah? Don't I tell you how beautiful you look every day?"

You turned around and groaned. You said, "Yeah, but you always have that devious look in your eyes like you're being condescending."

Harua let his head rest on your chin. "Yeah? You serious?"

You nodded, "I don't even feel comfortable with you looking at me in the shower right now."

Harua kissed you. He pulled away to ensure you liked it. When he was sure, he leaned back in.

The water crashed over both of your faces. Harua's hair was soaking wet while you wore your shower cap.

Harua's hands traveled from your waist to your leg. He pushed you against the wall and lifted your leg by the thigh.

"You seriously think you look that bad?"

You nodded in agony.

Harua walked closer, letting his dick invite himself to your folds.

His tip pushed into your hole, and you relaxed a little. Something about sex with Harua made you feel safe.

You've always liked it rushed and dangerous, but Harua always slowed you down.

He pushed into you slowly. Your grip on his shoulder tightened as you bit your lip to quiet your moans.

Harua whispered, "I like how much bigger you're getting. It looks good on you."

Your breaths came out shaky. "Please, don't torture me."

Harua laughed. He pulled almost all the way out and thrust in at the same slow speed. You felt his tip hit your spot, and you shook. "Lemme hear you," Harua said.

He sunk deeper and firmer. His speed stays the same.

His thumb went to your bud as he rubbed circles at the same speed as his thrust. You moaned. Harua said, "Alright, angel. I won't torture you."

Harua dug into your hole a little faster. Your back arched. You were chest to chest. Harua pressed a kiss on your lips. You let your tongue enter his mouth. The water hit your chest. Harua pulled away, his breathing heavy.

He was about to cum, and so were you.

As soon as he pulled away, you bit back another moan.

Harua said, "Nobody's gonna hear you."

You shook your head, "Please! I need to cum! Faster!"

Harua said, "Only a little more."

He sped up a little, thrust going deeper.

Your G-spot moved back some, causing you to whimper. "F-fuck! Baby, I can't take it anymore!"

Haura went harder, and you shook, "I'm cumming!"

Your hole clenched around his dick as Harua's breath hitched. Harua grunted, "Ah! fuck!"

He pulled out before he could cum into you. "Baby, you're so beautiful." He cupped your cheek and kissed you again. Your eyes were already closed, but you knew his lips better than anyone.

He pulled away, and you two stared at each other.

..." So, are we done showering or...?"

Harua smiled, "No, you're gonna put on that lingerie, pretty outfit, and we're gonna go another round."

You sighed in fake annoyance. Harua knew you could never get enough of him and his dick.

Ta-ki

"Here are your entrees." You smiled at the salad, and Ta-ki asked, "Y/N? Why'd you order that dumb salad? Where's your usual steak dinner? I told you to get whatever you want, no matter how much it costs. I just finished the tour! I'm rich!"

You raised your hands up, "Ta-ki, calm down." He stopped talking, eyebrows furrowed. "What?"

You said, "It's just a diet to help with the fat." Ta-ki looked you up and down, "Where? Are you smoking?" You laughed, "I love the jokes, but I'm serious! I have gained a lot of weight, and it's looking horrible."

Ta-ki nodded away as he looked at you. It was like a kid pretending to listen. "What are you talking about? You look like a princess."

You sighed, realizing you wouldn't get through to your boyfriend. Ta-ki basically force-fed you. You didn't want his filet steak. He hated this new 'diet'.

When you got home, Ta-ki helped you out of your jacket and slid to the couch. He fell down with an oof and said, "Y/N~ Come on the couch with me."

You took a deep breath and sat on the couch. Ta-ki snatched you up and kissed you attackingly. "AH! Stop!"

Ta-ki's fingers slid to your sides as he started tickling you. You started smacking his arms and trying to get out of his tight grasp. Ta-ki is just too strong.

You yelled, "Baby! STOP!"

He let go, laughing at you. You rolled your eyes, still out of breath. "You attacked me!" Ta-ki smiled, "Yeah, you deserved it. Why are you having delusions about your body."

You pouted. Ta-ki's dimples were deep as he looked at you. Ta-ki kissed your forehead as you cupped his cheeks. "I don't know. Imagine what I'll be like when I'm pregnant."

Ta-ki kissed you, "I can't wait for that day. How would you tell me?"

You thought, "I'd throw the pregnancy test at you."

He laughed and kissed you again, "Babe?"

You nodded. Ta-ki continued, "Can I show you how beautiful you are?"

Ta-ki sat up, and you were climbing on his lap. His kisses were soft and intimate. His tongue traced over your bottom lip, and you parted them.

His hands were firm on your waist, kneading at the fat there. You whined in his mouth, and he pulled away to look at you.

"I know, baby. I promise you're beautiful." You bit your lip as Ta-ki leaned back in. His eyes were low from heat.

He kissed your neck as one hand crawled to your breast. He squeezed them, and you moaned. Ta-ki muttered, "So sensitive today."

He kissed your chest before sliding your shirt up. Your hands were resting on his hard thighs.

Ta-ki wrapped his arms around your waist, bringing you closer. His mouth was hot as he bit at your bra. He slid it off with his teeth as he licked over your sensitive nipples.

"mm~"

His mouth popped over your breast as your head dove back. You couldn't help the way your hips moved against him. He was so perfect with his mouth.

He smiled against your boob. He pulled away and said, "Wanna go to your room?"

You nodded frantically, jumping off his lap and racing him to your room.

Ta-ki's fingers pulled the straps from your shoulder as he replaced them with kisses. You sighed, feeling the heat travel to your core. Ta-ki whispered, "Are you ready?"

You nodded. You both slid your pants down. Ta-ki's hands traveled over your body, taking it in. "Wow, you're so pretty."

He kissed your collarbone. He grabbed his shaft and angled himself inside of you. You took a deep breath as you prepared for the stretch.

Ta-ki and you didn't start having sex until last month. You've been together forever, but it was a slow step because you two were so young.

You bit your lip as you felt him slip past your folds. Ta-ki groaned as he tried to get through your hole. "Shit... you're so tight, baby."

He let his head fall to your shoulder as he panted. He bottomed out and stayed still. He whispered in your ear, breath warm, "Whenever, let me know."

You nodded, fingers still clawing on his back.

Ta-ki kissed your cheek and said, "I can't believe you think you're ugly. There is so much to grab and suck... god. So much more to love about you."

You shook as you felt him move. He was only shifting his position. You clenched, and Ta-ki's breath hitched. "I'm losing it over here."

You slapped his big chest and said, "Start moving!"

He laughed and pulled out. He was slow as he thrust back into you.

Your fingers laced with his as he kissed you hungrily. Your tongues in each other's mouth, swirling spit and love.

You moaned in his mouth when he hit your hilt. Ta-ki smiled. He fucked into you, not pulling out, just humping into your spot.

You were a whimpering mess. You couldn't handle it. Your grip loosened in Ta-ki's hand as you clenched around him again.

You said, "Ta-ki... I'm gonna cum. I c-can't."

Ta-ki started slamming into you, face now only focusing on your boobs rocking to his rhythm. Your body shook as your back arched. Your moans got louder as Ta-ki hit your spot again.

The force was too much, and you were cumming uncontrollably.

Foreign liquid shot from your hole as you cried moans.

Ta-ki let you ride through it as he watched you squirt all over him and yourself. Ta-ki said, "You squirted."

You covered your face, "I know! It's even more embarrassing."

Ta-ki grabbed your wrist and said, "That was the hottest thing you've ever done. Stop making stuff up."

He pulled your hands away and gave you a kiss on the lips.

Ma-ki

Ma-ki was finally home after all his time in Korea. It was so lonely at your apartment without him there every day.

You two had fallen asleep together while watching old TV shows.

You woke up from Ma-ki. He jerked awake and was looking around. You turned to cup his face. "What happened?" He tiredly looked at you and grabbed you, "Nothing, let's go to sleep."

You nodded and closed your eyes. Ma-ki's hair was tickling your face, making you uncomfortable. You turned around, ass perfectly fitting into his crotch.

Ma-ki usually held your hips or waist. Sometimes he'd feel up your boobs. But today, his hand landed right on your stomach.

You tensed, and Ma-ki noticed. You push his hand away, and Ma-ki lifts his head, "What's the matter?"

You said, "Nothing!"

Ma-ki shook his head, "Something is wrong. You never push me away like that." You pouted, "It's embarrassing."

Ma-ki said, "More embarrassing than when you threw up at the gym?" You yelled, "SHUT UP!"

He laughed. His hand squeezes your thigh. He was so warm.

You mumbled, "I'm getting fat."

Ma-ki said, "Excuse me?"

You roared, "I'm getting fat! Why do you think I've been so hellbent on you taking me to the gym with you?"

Ma-ki said, "Because you wanted to spend more time with me?!"

You turned around, "No! I'm fat! Look at this!"

You pulled at the fat on your stomach. Your face was in a frown.

Ma-ki said, "But I like how you look." You said, "I don't feel happy like this." Ma-ki cupped your face and kissed you. It was slow and deliberate.

His bottom lip dragged across yours, slowly parting them. The clicks of your lips echoed through the room.

His tongue slipped in, and Ma-ki slowly rolled over. He had both your wrists in one hand. He kissed down your neck, chest, and stomach.

"Stop talking about yourself like that, beautiful."

He slid your pants off and dug a finger in. You sighed with relief. His hot mouth covers your clit.

"Mm, so sweet."

His voice vibrated to your core. You moaned. He had already let go of your hands, so now you were massaging his scalp as he fucked you with his tongue.

Your breaths were shaky. Ma-ki slid his first finger into your hole, and you let your head dive back. Ma-ki hummed into your core. He made you feel so good like this.

Your eyes lulled closed as you felt yourself about to cum. "Baby, I'm gonna cum."

Ma-ki sped up, sucking harder on your clit.

"Fuck! Ki!"

You shook from pleasure. Ma-ki towered over you. Oh, he was ready to be inside of you. He didn't care that you were recovering from your orgasm. He wanted you overstimulated.

"You can take it."

You moaned when he pushed through your walls. Now, you were more vocal. Your pussy fluttered around him as you realized you were about to cum. Ma-ki fucked you harder, knowing you were close.

Your moans were getting higher pitched. "Ma-ki! Please!"

Your body shook as you started cumming around his huge cock. He pulled out his heavy cock. Your breath was heavy. Ma-ki rubbed slow circles over your clit and watched you twitch.

You took a deep breath, and Ma-ki kissed your cheek. "You're so beautiful. Don't ever try to hide from me."

You nodded as you spooned again, this time naked.

if it's not in age order i'm sorry LMFAO

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makixroll · 26 days ago

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LAZY DAYS — nichojoo۫ ꣑ৎ

pairing . . . nicholas x fem!reader x euijoo

contents . . . polyamorous relationship , fluff

lazy days with nicholas and euijoo are the best. You get to spend time with them without getting occupied with work, you got to shower and be showered of lots and lots of affections.

Your head rested on Nicholas' chest, his chin placed on top of your head as he had his arm wrapped around your waist, while the other one was placed on top of Euijoo's head. The other boy on the other hand, had his arm placed under your and Nicholas' head, his other arm was inside your shirt, his warm palm resting on your stomach. The three were all squeeze together on the huge bed that they have gotten for them.

Slowly, you arose from your slumber, seeking more warmth from your boyfriend, you moved closer towards Nicholas, burying your head further possible on his chest, which caused him to stir from his sleep. When he noticed it was just your sudden movements, he went back to sleep. Not before ruffling Euijoo's hair softly enough to not wake up the man.

Euijoo also felt your movement, as his body realized that you moved a bit farther away from him which caused him to miss the warmth your body has given him. He then moved a bit closer to you, your back practically glued on his front as he curled up, his head buried on your neck, while his hand was still on your stomach, caressing it softly. A contented sigh escaped your lips, as you and your boyfriends went back to sleep.

It was already past lunch time when you woke up along with Euijoo and Nicholas. The two were sat on the sofa lazily, watching on the television while you presented to make food. Nicholas had his arm wrapped around Euijoo's shoulders as they both watched, Euijoo's head was resting on Nicholas' shoulders.

"Joo, Nicho, food's ready!" You shouted from the kitchen. The two immediately rose up from the sofa, and as they stepped in to the kitchen, they were greeted by the delicious aroma of the food.

"Wah~ it looks so good!" Euijoo commented, staring at the food laid on the table as he went towards your way, arms wrapped around your waist as he gave you a soft kiss on the cheek, which you did as well, giving him a couple of kisses on his cheek, nose, and the side of his mouth as he lets out a giggle. He then sat on the chair, already excited to eat since he- you three technically skipped breakfast, and was already late for lunch.

Nicholas followed, thanking you with a kiss on your lips as he sat beside Euijoo. You all shared a good lunch filled with joy and laughters, and of course, a little bit of flirting here and there.

After eating, you all went back to the living room, with you sitting on the middle of Euijoo and Nicholas, leaning on the sofa, Euijoo had his head rested on top of yours, while Nicholas' arms were wrapped around your waist, cuddling you. Feeling a little bit affectionate at the moment, your two favorite boys gave you a sweet kiss on both cheeks, despite that, you could still feel the difference between the two. Nicholas' kisses were teasing yet soft, smothering you with kisses on your right cheek which has you giggling. Euijoo's kisses were light and soft, but lingering, which softens you.

Lazy days with Nicho and Joo are truly the best, and you couldn't ask for more when you already have the two all to yourself.

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leechqnsgirl · 29 days ago

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩 ot9!andteam: comforting you when you're stressed out

notes: based off of this ask

andteam x fem!reader | wc: 3.2k | comfort, fluff | masterlist

warnings: language, kissing, reader cries, taki almost cries, yuma's teasing takes a wrong turn :( , harua's and taki's is like a reverse of this whole plot lmfaoo,

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⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ KOGA YUDAI

kei hadn't seen you in what felt like days.

the last time he spoke with you, you were venting about the amount of upcomings exams and assignments you had. and so, he tried his best to be there for you.

but...he didn't want to be too overbearing. so he also tried his best to give you space.

and with him, himself, getting caught up with work he wasn't able to speak to you.

a few short messages being sent here and there, a small phone call too. but that was it.

so when kei pulled up to your front door, your favorite snacks were in a bag.

he didn't expect for you to open the door and look so...

miserable.

"baby?" was the first word he spoke to you.

and just the sight of him was enough to make your eyes well up with tears.

you pulled him into your house, he kicked the door closed behind him and felt your arms warp around him.

he dropped the bag of snacks, wrapping his own arms around you.

he swayed the two of you for a bit, one hand placed on the top of your head.

"come on, you wanna go relax? watch a movie or take a nap." he spoke to you so softly, your eyes unmoving from his own.

"yeah." you sniffled, holding now one of his hands as you two went to your couch.

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ MURATA FUMA

you think you might just have the most understanding boyfriend ever.

but you also think you might just be the worst girlfriend ever.

you've been canceling a lot on fuma lately, but it isn't your fault entirely. finals season is in action and your teachers have been throwing tests and assignments and essays at you left and right.

the second you finish one, you have another to do. and so you've been postponing and cancling a lot of data plans you two came up with.

today was too much. you took a huge test at school and couldn't even breathe when you got home. your apartment was a mess, your work unfinished and on top of all this. you just got a text from your boyfriend.

poké nerd 🫶: hey baby, the screening for the movie's gonna start soon, are you ready?

fuck.

you completely forgot. again.

you were about to shoot him a text when you heard some knocks on your door. walking over to open it, you already knew who it was.

"ready?" he asked as he stepped in, standing by the front door.

your heart burned. you wanted to throw all your responsibilities out the window just for one day with your boyfriend.

you shook your head. "im sorry, baby, i completely forgot. and i'm really busy. but my semesters almost over, i promise."

you heard a sigh from him. "no." you stepped back in shock. literally.

"what?" he walked over, closer to you now. "you're gonna come out with me, okay? you're gonna come out and we'll have fun and when we get back," he placed a kiss on your forehead. "we can have a study date. I'll help you with your work. guaranteed 100%."

"I-I don't know..." he rolled his eyes playfully, "i do know. and plus, i was a straight A student." he held your face in his hands. "you need a break, y/n. i hate seeing you like this and feeling useless. you can cancel a million times on me and i won't be upset."

he pressed his forehead against yours. "so please. just relax. just for today. you won't regret it, i promise." he smiled, looking into your eyes.

"i love you, honey. so come on, go get dressed." you nodded your head. "i love you too."

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ WANG YIXIANG

you were locked in your room all day.

you weren't even eating well or anything, in your mind you didn't have that kind of time to sacrifice.

and your boyfriend was on the other side of your wall, debating with himself on whether he should give you space or go to you.

and just when he was about to knock on your door, see if you were hungry or wanted a break, he heard you shakily sigh. a curse following right after.

he finally went in, seeing you with your back hunched over your desk and your palms pressing into your eyes.

"y/n?" your throat felt so dry at the sound of his voice, "y/n, babe, are you okay..?" you turned around in your chair, your eyes red. and if that was from the tears gathering in them or the lack of sleep, you didn't know.

you shook your head, "god, nicho, I just have so much. and I feel like I'm not even close to finishing." you said, your voice cracked at the last word.

wordlessly, he walked over to you, grabbing you by your forearm to stand up in front of him. and he wrapped his arms around you, placing one on the back of your head as he felt your arms go around him.

he could feel the wet tears hitting his shoulder, his heart breaking at it. your occasional shaky breaths did nothing but hurt him more.

"I know, baby. but I want you to know I'm right here, I'm always gonna be right here if you ever wanna talk or take a break." he pulls away from you for a second, looking into your eyes as he places one of his hands on your cheek, cradling your face. "don't let your work kill you. it's not worth ruining yourself over. and we can find you a tutor if you want, hm?"

you wiped your eyes, sniffling. "o-okay."

he smiles at you, not one of joy or sadness. just one full of love.

"I love you, y/n. you're the strongest person I know." he pressed a kiss to your nose, teasing you.

you laughed softly. "thank you, nicho." you leaned in to press your own lips against his. "I love you too."

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ BYUN EUIJOO

euijoo had offered to help you study with a class that you were struggling with. and so, in desperation, you agreed.

the two of you were sitting doing the same kind of problems for the past forty minutes. every single time you thought you finally understood, ej would point out something that you missed.

you were getting sick of it all. you felt so stupid in front of him. getting it wrong every time while he just breezed through it.

and now, once again, you got another practice problem wrong.

you huffed out, dropping your pencil on the table.

"I can't keep doing this, euijoo. this is ridiculous." he shook his head at your words.

"you're getting better, sweetheart. really. you just need a bit more practice." you rolled your eyes. "no, euijoo. i'm just gonna take the F at this point."

he reached a hand over to the table, grabbing yours. "one more. please? and if you still don't get it we'll take a break and get back to it another day." you sighed, nodding your head.

and so after he pointed out your last mistake, and you corrected it he gave you the last question.

you slid your paper over to him, waiting to hear a so close, you just missed one thing. but instead, you heard something different.

"you got it!" your eyes widened, "what?" he smiled at you as he nodded his head. "see I told you, I knew you could do it." he pulled your chair closer to his, pulling you for a hug.

you smiled back, still in disbelief.

"thank you, baby. thank you so much." he blushed at your words, shrugging his shoulders, "it was all you, honey."

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ NAKAKITA YUMA

you were cooped up in your room all day. yuma felt like he hadn't seen you in ages, and so of course he wanted to go and bother you.

yuma thought you were probably just tired. he had no idea that you were doing piles of homework and studying. especially considering how, as soon as he arrived at the apartment, you simply greeted him and said, "I'll be out soon, don't come in."

it's only been two hours since then.

without even knocking, he walks into the room, finding you on your bed sat against the headboard with your laptop in your lap.

"wow, y/n. ditching me for some youtube?" he teased, walking over to where you were and pushed your laptop screen shut.

"yuma!" you yelled out, swatting his hand away. "yuma, I swear to god if my work wasn't saved I'm gonna kill you." yuma furrowed his eyebrows. "you were doing homework?"

you opened your laptop, seeing that it did an automatic restart.

"yuma, what the hell is wrong with you? I've been working on that all day!" yuma's hand goes to scratch the back of his neck. "m-maybe it's not gone!"

you breathed out heavily through your nose. "Yuma, just go outside. I told you I'll be out when I'm done." he nodded his head, avoiding your eyes. "I'm sorry.." he whispered, quiet enough that had missed it.

it was an hour and a half later when you came out of your room, going to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

you were just about to tell your boyfriend that you finished when you saw him asleep on the couch with a bakery box of sweets from your favorite bakery.

now you feel like shit. you yelled at him, kicked him out and never apologized even when he's been waiting for you all day.

you quietly walked over to where yuma was lying asleep on the couch.

"yuma..." you tapped his shoulder. "yuma," you brought a hand up to brush the hairs away from his face.

"mmm." he groaned, opening his eyes to see you.

you swallowed. "yuma, I'm so sorry." you pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I shouldn't have been so mean to you. I was just stressed out with school work and-" he brought his bigger hand over to lay on yours. "'s okay," he said, voice a bit heavy. "It's my fault, really."

"I should've known you were doing homework and not have messed with you." his cheeks were dusted a pretty shade of pink.

before you could speak another word, he sat up. "I was waiting for you to finish so we can chill out. y'know get your mind off the work."

you nodded your head, "I'd love that."

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ ASAKURA JO

you were taking night classes, your least favorite.

you got home late, didn't have much time to clean up or eat or even do your work. and you just wanted the ground to swallow you up as your professor went on and on about the subject.

now, technically, you can just get up and leave. but, you didn't pay for this semester for nothing.

you were dozing off a bit in class when you got a text from your boyfriend.

white rice 😋🤍: I'm gonna pick you up after class today, so see you soon! love you.

you couldn't help but smile at your phone, glad that after a two hour lecture, the first thing you'd see was jo.

you: okayy, love you too!! <33

and now finally, you were done.

you walked outside and saw your boyfriend sitting on a bench.

you walked up to behind him, placing your arms around his shoulders as you press a kiss right on his head.

"honey?" he asked, confusion in his voice. "mm, no. I'm a random woman kissing another girls boyfriend." you teased.

even under the campus lights, you could see your boyfriend's ears turn a light shade of pink.

he cleared his throat, "so, i-i know how you're probably tired right now and stuff...but um, I thought it'd be nice to go on a night walk together. clear our minds, you know?" your heart literally melted on the spot.

your knees? jelly.

all because of your adorable boyfriend.

you nodded your head, giving a kiss on the lips this time.

"of course, I'd love that, baby." you linked your hand with his. "thank you, for always thinking of me."

he tried his best to hide his smile. "its natural for me, y/n. almost like breathing."

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ SHIGETA HARUA

what are the odds that you missed your boyfriend's arrival back in japan.

you had promised to meet him at their dorm, you planned a huge surprise and everything.

only for it all to go down the drain.

you forgot.

you were so caught up with your own work and constant studying that you didn't even realize the date came closer than expected.

you were stuck in your room after school. doing your best to finish up as much as you can.

so when you suddenly got a text from taki, you were confused.

taki 🐣: yo, are you gonna be here soon? your bfs acting weird.

you: ??? i cant just spawn in korea

taki 🐣: we landed back here like four hours ago...

with wide eyes, you quickly pulled up the date on your phone.

fuck.

harua did just land.

you rushed out of your room, making sure you look at least put together and threw your shoes on.

you rushed to a nearby cafe that you and harua loved, getting his favorite.

knock knock.

you'd made it over to their dorm about twenty minutes after taki texted you.

nicholas was the one that opened the door for you, offering you a small smile and stepped to the side for you to walk in.

you didn't even need to ask, you knew where harua would be.

you knocked on the door gently before entering his room, pushing the door to see him lying down. back facing you.

you walked over to him, kneeling on the floor beside the bed as you put a hand in his hair. "rua...?" you called out for him hesitantly.

you heard him let out a breath through his nose, turning over as he faced you.

with a strained smile, you grabbed his hand. "harua, I'm so sorry, honey." you brought his hand up to your lips, "I lost track of time, I didn't mean to." he shakes his head, sitting up now. "i-i get it, but I still wish you were the first face I saw.."

that just made you feel like the biggest jerk in the whole world.

you couldn't hold it anymore, you grabbed his shoulders and pulled him in for a hug.

"never again. okay?" he nods his head, "never again." he mirrors your words.

"what do you say, you wanna go to my place and relax?" finally, he smiled. "I'd love that."

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ TAKAYAMA RIKI

you had put your phone on silent.

telling yourself you were going to completely put your focus on studying.

you went into your room and left your phone in the kitchen.

now, your boyfriend didn't know this.

he didn't know you had lots of work and he didn't know you put your phone on do not disturb.

for past few days, you and taki had exchanged small texts and check-ins with each other. phone calls barely go on for more than twenty minutes.

the last time he saw you was when you two went on a date. and he thought it went well.

so to not hear from you properly was worrying him.

were you mad at him? did he do something? did you hear something about him?

everything bad was going through his mind.

he decided today he was going to make it up to you. he couldn't take not seeing you anymore.

you were his person. his love.

he bought a bouquet of your favorite flowers and made his way to your house.

it took a few knocks from him for you to finally open the door.

he was freaking out on the inside, his entire plan going out the window as soon as he saw your face.

"taki?" he cleared his throat, swallowing a lump he didn't even know was there.

"y/n, I'm really sorry." he extended his hands out, giving you the flowers. "I d-don't really know what happened but i'll make it up to you. I really hate it when we don't talk."

his voice got quieter at the end as he blinked rapidly.

he didn't even know why he started tearing up, he just did.

your heart ached for him. did you make him think he did something wrong?

you took the flowers from him, placing them down on the cabinet you had near the front door.

you shook your head, "no, baby." you pulled him into your arms, "you didn't do anything, I know you wouldn't even do anything to me." he tucked his head into your shoulder as he sniffled, nodding his head.

"I thought you were upset with me." you softly laughed at his statement. not to make fun of him, but out of his adorableness.

"never. I just had so much to do." he lifted his head, "why weren't you answering my texts and calls?"

okay, now it all made sense.

"I'm so sorry. I should've told you. I just left my phone on silent so I didn't get distracted."

he nodded his head, his expression suddenly becoming shy.

"I just feel like a kid now." he laughs at himself. "can't believe I got upset over that." you cooed at him, he was just too cute.

"no! noo, it's fine. I would've done the same. if anything I would've been more dramatic."

he grabs your hands in his, playing with your fingers.

"do you still have more work?" biting your lip, you nodded your head. "but you could stay with me. as long as you promise to not mess around."

he doesn't think he's ever nodded his head so fast. "and after, we could take a walk? if it's not too late.." he offered.

you pressed a kiss to his cheek. "that's sounds perfect. I'd love to clear my head after it all."

⊹ᡣ𐭩₊⋆ HIROTA RIKI

maki knew how stressed you'd been this past week.

and so, with his only free day he decided to do something for you.

you and maki are both big foodies, you guys are down to try any kind of food. to an extent, of course though.

he made sure you never left your room for the afternoon, getting started on the surprise lunch.

it was a bit tough, but he was determined to do it.

probably about an hour later, maki managed to drag you out of your room.

he sat you down at the dinner table and told you to close your eyes.

confused, you hesitantly lifted your hands up to cover your eyes.

you smelled the food before you saw it, your mouth watering at it all.

"okay! open."

you gasped when you saw the plate in front of you. "maki, you actually made this?" he nodded his head, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

"I know how stressed out you've been...so I wanted to take a few minutes to just sit down with you." you couldn't help the big smile that came onto your face.

you leaned over the table, giving maki a quick kiss on his lips.

you pick up your spoon and dig into the food, tasting it.

your eyes practically sparkled. "maki this is amazing!" he had a shy smile on his face, scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm glad you like it, angel."

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