#(the chocolate also keeps me focused and my mood up)

[renaiswriting]

A cup of comfort

Pairing: Joshua Hong/Reader

Summary: You were so excited for this date, only to get stood up. Luckily for you, there's a cute baterista who's more than happy to keep you company.

Warnings: none, just fluff (!!)

Word count: 2.4k

Masterlist.

Gif is not mine.

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You checked the time one more time; you have officially been waiting for almost forty minutes now.

For the first ten minutes, you thought he might be trapped in traffic.

But as time passed, you got more and more anxious.

You have been thinking about this blind date your friend insisted on for quite some time; you weren't too thrilled about meeting new people yet since it hasn't been so long since you and your ex-boyfriend broke up.

Oh well, since he dumped you, to be more exact.

Your friend told you this guy was the sweetest and smartest guy she had ever known. Talking nothing but good things about him for weeks.

Apparently, he was your friend's boyfriend's best friend, and he has also been dumped by his ex-girlfriend and is ready to start something new.

So, you put so much effort into looking good. You went out of your way to your friend's house to ask her to lend you one of her dresses that you loved so much. It was red with cute little flowers.

You also spent hours doing your hair and make-up, using even your favorite lipstick and that special perfume that you only use on special occasions since it's really expensive.

You checked if he, Jaemin, had sent you any texts, as you have been texting him asking if he was coming.

Nothing.

Should you send another one?

You stopped yourself from going through your chat; you didn't want to seem that desperate.

You made eye contact with the barista once again; he had approached your table on two occasions now, and both times you told him you were waiting for someone else.

 

Considering the amount of time you have been there without ordering, you were suspecting they were just about to ask you to leave or order something.

 

But the thing is, you weren't even hungry.

 

At first, the nervousness of having a first date, most specifically a blind date, with a guy your friend was constantly telling you how much of a perfect match he was for you took all the appetite away from you. But now that you were there alone, the embarrassment of spending so much time and getting all excited about this date made you feel nothing but nauseous.

 

You sighed. It would be best to just leave now. The quicker you left, the quicker you could put all this ugly experience in the past.

 

As you started gathering your things, you heard someone cleaning their throat.

 

You turned, your cheeks getting red as you saw the same barista that had come to your table for the third time.

 

He had a big hot chocolate cup with cream on top and a cheesecake. You raised an eyebrow, looking confused at him.

 

"Um, I didn't—I didn't order anything."

 

He smiled softly at you, his smile reaching his eyes as they turned into two crescents.

 

"I know, it's on the house; you seem kind of sad."

 

His voice was just as soft as his smile.

 

"Oh, thank you, but I was actually about to leave."

 

"I thought you were waiting for someone." He said, putting the things in front of you. A cute cat had been drawn with powdered chocolate on top of the cream. You smiled at that.

 

"It seems like he couldn't make it." You shrugged.

 

"We can't let a customer look this sad; it would be bad business for us." He said it, a serious expression decorating his face.

 

"I'm kind of embarrassed," you confessed to him, but still you sat down again, your eyes focused on the cheesecake that looked way too delicious. "I feel like people just know I've been stood up." You laughed to lift the mood and not give away how much you actually meant it.

 

"Of course not," he shook his head, smiling again, "no one noticed, trust me, so please enjoy it."

 

"It feels uncomfortable being here on my own," you told him, moving the food from the tray. "I usually come to places like this with my friends."

 

The guy looked at the clock behind him and at the number of clients there were inside the little cafe. "Well, I can keep you company for some minutes if you want to."

"Oh no, if you're busy, please don't mind me." You smiled at him.

 

"I'm free right now." He reassured you.

 

You nodded, connecting your eyes with his, saying, "Well then, please take a seat."

 

"So, what's your name?" He asked, getting comfortably into the seat. You were struggling to drink the hot chocolate, not wanting to ruin the cute design. He seemed to notice this, as he encouraged you to try it, saying it was his favorite.

 

"(Y/n)," you introduced yourself, "this is so good by the way."

 

"Thank you," he laughed, "hot chocolate is my specialty." He said it proudly.

 

"What's your name?" You asked, noticing that he hadn't said yours.

 

"Joshua, you have a beautiful name."

 

You felt your ears getting red, feeling thankful that your hair was long enough to hide it.

 

It has been so long since the last time you actually got a compliment, even if it was a polite one, as Joshua just did.

 

"Thank you; so do you." You returned the compliment, "You want some? This is way too big for me."

 

"Oh no, please, it's for you. I didn't know if you liked cheesecake, but that's our most popular one, so..."

 

"I do! It's actually my favorite!"

 

"I'm glad," he replied; his voice sounded genuine. "I'm more of an apple pie fan myself, but cheesecake is really good too."

 

"I didn't see apple pie on the menu." You commented, your eyes traveling to the big menu on the wall.

 

"Oh, we don't. Not yet, at least. But my mom used to make the best apple pie ever. It's been a while since I have had it."

 

"She doesn't bake it anymore." You asked out of curiosity.

 

"She does, but she can't send it here without it getting bad, so I just have to accept the pictures she sends me." He smiled.

 

Now that he mentioned it, you did recognize a slight accent here and there.

 

"Where are you from?"

 

"I'm from America," he answered, "but I got a chance to study at one of the universities in here with a scholarship, so I couldn't say no to that opportunity."

"I bet you miss your family a lot, huh?"

"I do, but well, I hope it's worth it in the end."

You smiled at him, taking another sip of the hot chocolate.

"What about you?"

"What about me?" You asked, confused.

"Yeah, you came in here alone."

"Oh," you mumbled, cleaning your lips from the rest of the brown drink you were drinking.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to," he rushed to add, "because it kind of sounded like I was forcing you to tell me."

"Nah, it's okay," you reassured him. "I was supposed to meet with a guy today. My friend planned this blind date thing, but it seems like he couldn't make it."

"Did he tell you he would come?" He asked with a frown.

"No, I sent him some texts asking, but oh well."

"What an asshole." He abruptly said it, sounding annoyed. "And you waited all this time here looking this pretty." He added.

You felt your cheeks turning red, avoiding looking at him in the eyes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He apologized.

"It's okay, you didn't."

"His loss, honestly." He tried to cheer you up, "but you should honestly be glad it happened; you really dodged a bullet with this one. If he can't take a first date seriously, then he wouldn't take anything seriously."

"I guess so..."

Your phone's screen lit up as a new text from your best friend popped up.

You excused yourself, unlocking your phone to see what your friend sent you.

It was a screenshot of Jaemin's close friend's Instagram story. It was a picture of him and another girl hugging him on the bed.

Oh.

You locked up your phone. But Joshua was frowning.

"What happened?"

You shook your head and said, "Nothing; I just found out why Jaemin didn't come." You smiled.

"Wanna talk about it? If it makes you feel better, I don't know any Jaemin and probably would never know him." He smiled.

You sighed, showing him the screen you had received.

You didn't want to talk about how disappointed you felt about the whole blind date fiasco with your best friend, knowing that she would probably go straight to her boyfriend and tell him everything.

You needed to get everything out of your chest.

You cleared your throat, taking a deep breath to control your emotions because you felt like you were about to explode. " I don't know Jaemin in real life at all. Everything I know is what my friend knows about him because her boyfriend is Jaemin's best friend. Apparently he had broken up with her girlfriend a couple of weeks ago (I don't know how long, but based on what my friend told me, it has been way longer than it sounds), and he said he was ready to find someone else. Long story short, my friend's boyfriend showed him a picture of me, and he was apparently really excited to meet me. So my friend gave him my number, and we talked for around a week before deciding to meet each other here and have a date."

 

You took a sip of what was left of the hot (now almost cold) chocolate, trying to calm down because the longer you talked about everything, the more hurt and angry you felt.

 

"He told me he was over her, but now my friend just sent me a screenshot of him and her ex, who I suppose is still her ex and girlfriend together."

 

Joshua's eyes opened wide. "So he stood you up because of her ex-girlfriend?"

 

You nodded, cleaning your lips from the brown drink.

 

"This is really a boomer; I was actually looking forward to this date; he sounded so sweet," you sighed, "whatever."

 

Joshua moved forward, giving you the sweetest smile you have ever seen. "Don't worry about it; like I said before, this is his loss. You'll find another person, someone better."

 

"I hope so," you replied honestly. "I've been searching for more fish in the ocean for so long now that I'm starting to think I'm the last one standing." You snorted.

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"It's been really long since me and my ex-boyfriend broke up. And if I'm honest, I'm starting to think that was the only relationship I'll ever get in my life, like that was my only chance in the love area." You laughed, trying to mask how honest you were feeling. "Whenever I like someone, they don't even spare me a second look. Jaemin did sound like he was looking forward to our little date, but I think it was only me." You chuckled awkwardly.

 

Joshua didn't say anything; he just kept looking you straight in the eyes.

 

You felt awkward all of a sudden. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to dump all of that on you." You chuckled once again, trying to lift the mood. "I'm not usually this pathetic, I swear."

 

There was something comforting in knowing that, even if you cringed lately at how much you were feeling right now, you could simply ignore coming to this cafe ever again and would never have to face Joshua again.

It kind of gives you the freedom to just let all of your feelings go. If he's judged you lately or made fun of you with his coworkers, you couldn't care less; it's not like you were planning on meeting him ever again anyway.

Joshua shook his face and said, "There's nothing to feel sorry about; I get it. And honestly? It does sound like he was using you—well, maybe not using you but more like playing with your feelings. " It's almost like he was only talking to you to distract himself from his ex if he didn't give it a second thought and simply let you come here all by yourself. I mean, he could easily send you a text letting you know he wasn't coming."

You send him a smile and say, "I guess so; oh, it's already so late." You noted, looking at the time on your phone, "I'm sorry for getting you away from your work." You quickly apologized.

"Don't worry about it; I didn't mind it at all." He reassured you: "What are you going to do now?"

"Well, it's late, so I should probably get home by now. Today has been such a rollercoaster of emotions for me," you laughed. "I feel like it's been forever since I left my house."

"I see. I hope you can have a nice rest today, then."

You nodded, both of you walking towards the door of the cafe.

You were the last customer inside, now that you've noted it.

There were two other baristas, one of them behind the cash machine.

You approached them, with Joshua following behind. "How much do I own you?" You asked, taking your wallet from your purse.

"Nothing," you heard Joshua say from behind. "I told you, it's on the house."

You turned around and said, "I'm being serious."

Joshua nodded and replied, "So am I." He moved his attention from you to his co-workers, saying, "Just take it from mine."

You saw them nodding.

You sighed, knowing that there was no way to convince him. Instead, you took the money you were going to pay for the coffee and cheesecake and put it in the tip jar.

"For the therapy session." You shut him up before he could protest.

"There's no need, really." He reassured you. "That's way too much for a tip."

"I don't care," you replied, putting the wallet back in your purse. "Thank you for the food."

"I'll have to do something to return it." He mumbled. "It's way too much."

"Like what?" You said laughing; you weren't going to accept whatever he was thinking of; you were going to walk past that door and never come back. After all you talked about with him, you were not embarrassing yourself more.

"Let's go to the cinema." He offered. "Tomorrow night."

Oh, boy.

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[androgynousblackbox]

Welcome to Hazbin Vale. 3 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

"Good morning to all our dear listeners. Alastor is here to give you the warmest welcome to your favorite radio station. I know you all have great fun around here, I do too! It's nothing but laughter and joy on these parts.

But as part of this valuable medium that we all appreciate even today, on this age of fasting moving and gaudy technology, we must also remember to stay informed! The right kind of informed, where we seek to the truth of the matter without any biases or red tinted sunglasses.

In order to honor that, I bring you a bunch of exciting news. One of them is so important that I have it all on a little envelope with the words "Here. Happy now?" scribbled on top with… just about one of the most hideous handwriting I have ever seen.

I haven't looked at it's interior yet, but it's sitting right at my desk as we speak and I plan to share with all of you. That is the power of journalism in action, dear listener.

Before any of that, though, I would be remiss if I didn't relay to you something that our dear resident Rosie just told me when we were having our weekly breakfast together.

You all remember Rosie, don't you? The lovely, charismatic and oh so charming owner of the chocolate boutique not that far away from our station. It's a beautiful place, but it has always been dragged down by one small issue, one irritating factor that unfortunately ruined the perfect picture.

Unrelated to that, tonight the co-owner of the Chocolate Boutique has passed away. If you ever paid attention to the name on top of the establishment, then you will know who I am talking about. I never did so I don't. I think Rosie call them Claire, I want to say? That is probably close enough.

It was so gruesome too, isn't that funny? Whatever raccoon must have slipped inside of her house at night was truly having a creative mood because they spared no section to decorate it with the insides of Clara. Just not lungs anywhere. I guess that one must have been too tempting to let it go to waste. I can't say that I blame them, good lungs are hard to come by, especially for women that age.

Such a tragedy, listener. Clarissa for years has been the business partner of Rosie. They started it out ten whole years ago, after Rosie was coming out from a particularly bad divorc that later turned out in a rather joyful funeral. Rosie was so focused in trying to get her things sorted out properly that she didn't realize that the term of their contract was giving Clarinette a portion of their earnings that was far bigger she would have liked. But there was nothing to do about it because Clady was the one with the connections, the one who knew the right people and the right numbers to supply for their wonderful treats.

Oh, if only Rosie had found the notebook that she had hiding under her pillow before. It could have save her so many headaches and frustrating nights! Oh, she will insist that they were the best of friends, but you don't do business with friends. You get screwed by them and they expect you to tolerate it with a smiling face. Which Rosie had to do, as the lady that she is, until that raccoon slipped in through the open window in library of the second floor.

Not that me or her would know anything about that though!

In any case, don't bother picking up all the pieces you find. There is no point for her. Claennis already made her bed, so it's only time for her to lay on it. A devastated Rosie informed me that she will be having a party service this afternoon in order to celebrate the life of her death friend, Clarine, and of course everyone is invited to come in. It will also be a sort of re-opening with a new sign outside that contains just her name.

Come enjoy a discount of the 5% on their macaroons, they are absolutely to die for. I recommend the strawberry ones, those are my favorites.

Oh, well. Farewell, Clarisse. We will manage to find the will to keep going with your absense, I am sure of it. Rosie is already taking care of everything you left behind.

She told me that last night when we were having dinner at my house. That was at 20:30, for anyone who cares, around the same time that ravenous raccoon was satisfying it's hunger. Sinking it's teeth on those meaty lungs. Rosie was just telling me how much she loved and respected her friend. Isn't that a espectacular lady, dear listener?

You all know I am not much for parties. I prefer a nice evening with a book and some jazz at my side if I get to choose. But I might make an exception for this one ocassion in order to support a friend. It could be fun! So if any of my dear listener goes, we might shake hands there.

Rosie, dear, if you are hearing, the best of lucks as always.

Meanwhile, I did promised you more than one news today. Here it is. Just let me get that enveloped. I am going to be honest, it's lighter than what I expected, but I am sure that doesn't mean that is any less interesting.

This source of mine is shy, he doesn't like the attention, so he has kindly ask me to keep his name away from crediting for these foundings. He also told me there is nothing too interesting here, but let us be the judges of that.

As many of you would know, on our last transmission I had very valid and justified concerns regarding the identity of our newest resident. In my humble opinion, anyone with two braincells capable of rubbing together would have them too. A rich inventor of toys coming to a small humble little town? Having a daughter? With that stupid perfect hair and that pretentious name? To revive an old and abandoned toy store nobody cared about?

All very suspicious behavior, indeed. I could almost have shivers running down my spine just thinking about it. What could be behind that white smile of his? Drugs? Trafficking? Dog fights?

Maybe trafficked drugged dogs? Oh, listener, I just couldn't dream of letting such a potential dangerous criminal running around in our precious little town. Causing power outages and unwanted static. Not on my watch, no, sir!

So I had someone do a little research. Just to be safe, of course, I would never use it for anything else. That is for the police to care about it. Although why they haven't take care of it now is a valid point of criticism that we aren't indulging in right now. Waste of tax money if I ever saw one.

Wait, shoot, I forgot my glasses. Oh, yes, they there are. Alrighty, let's see.

Name… still the same. Still that joke of a awful name. I guess that makes sense, considering people can just change it. Fine, I will allow it, but what else?

He is a inventor that made a pool able to detect if a kid is drowning and from there is that his fortune started.

Well! There you have it, first strike! What a spoilsport! If parents are not paying attention to their children while they are on the pool, maybe they don't deserve an alarm at all! And with such obviously neglectful parent, those poor children are clearly only going to suffer more in the future! This is doing nothing but prolongue the inevitable. How evil is that?

But wait! He used to have his own toy store back where he comes from. HA! THERE IT IS, I KNEW IT! What happened there, mmm? Did it mysteriously go up in flammes? Did the ensurance company was immediately called, one hand on the phone and the other on the gasoline tank? Was the business not going that hot so you had to turn it up?

It says here that he closed it himself after his wife died. Mmm? Did you now? What happened there, dear old pal? A mysterious disease no doctor could verify? A stabbing on a cold case no one could solve? Did you do it yourself or you paid someone to do it?

Of… pancreatic cancer.

Huh.

Curious. The same thing that took my mother.

God bless her heart, that was 12 years ago. Has it really been that long already? Yes, 12 years.

I still remember how quickly the disease consumed her like it happened just yesterday.

Well, that… is tragic. It says here that after his wife died, he locked himself up on his mansion… did you had to write mansion, couldn't you just say house, who puts mansion in a report… for five months. According to friends of the family, Lucifer just wanted to get out of there as fast as he could before he could do something that he would regret. Maybe getting back to making the toys they both loved would help, he would say to people.

So he picked this town because when pointing at it with eyes closed in a map. It was a complete coincidence that there was a toy store waiting for him at all.

His daughter is named Charlie, is 3 years old and she likes duckies. There is clipping of a picture in which she posed with her dad for an article about some invention of his. I haven't seen her myself yet, but I can see the resemblance. At least we know that we won't ever need a DNA test to prove their relationship.

She has the same big blue eyes. Poor thing.

There is nothing more about her here. I would hope so, with just 3 years on this earth. Not even I would have made a thick report at that age.

There is a picture of the man in front of his new house during moving day. There are surrounded by a bunch of workers moving furniture and boxes. He doesn't look so tiny holding his daughter and smiling to her.

His hair is still so stupid. It's a little messy, some strands are out of place, but still looks… stupidly, ridiculously perfect. I don't trust a man with a hair that can do that.

Not that damn static again. What even is that? Fine, fine! I will put it down now, okay? It's back on the envelope, along with all the completely useless bunch of information. Is it fine now?

Is it?

Good.

But wait, that can't be really it, does it? Just some guy with a tragic backstory? That is it?

Not even a speeding ticket? Some accidental manslaughter? I could even take stealing candy from a baby!

Nothing!

Well, that is no fun! That is just so boring! And here I thought, dear listener, that I was about to make a break through that would be the talk for months to come. But this is so mundane and pathetically sad that now I just feel gross. It's weird, it makes me wish I haven't opened it up at all.

I am so terribly sorry for making you waste your time like this, dear listener. Some gossip has never harmed a fly, but this was maybe a little bit much. I just don't understand why I feel like I want to vomit when seeing this guy. Is my gut wrong? That would be a first.

I guess that goes to show, dear listener: do not trust the media with everything and don't believe everything you hear. Stuff can be a lot more complicated than what they seem at a first glance. Like windows that are opened up at night during pleasant dinners with friends in another house. Or impossibly disgusting shiny hair that doesn't want to keep on place.

My source was the Chief Officer Husk, by the way.

Now, the weather…"

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[feederandfeedee]

You mentioned you know what feedees like to hear, can you share or share what some triggers are? I’m trying to up my rope playing game. Thanks!

Haha I would say since I am a feedee that I do indeed know what feedees like to hear! Before proceeding further let’s make sure you’re ready to tell a feedee these things by getting through a few requirements you’ll need to meet before saying this to anyone!

1) you can’t just cold open with this stuff. You gotta know the person and be on a level where it’s acceptable to say these things. Otherwise they will have the opposite effect and you’ll look like a creep.

2) keep in mind that every feedee is going to be different. Some prefer soft feeders, some like dominant humiliating feeders, some like their focus to be on the food and eating, some like their focus to be on the weight gain. Some topics will trigger some people negatively. It’s best to get to know your feedee first before pulling any of these lines.

Let’s go.

For feedees that like to be dominated you wanna try one of two approaches 1) take control and responsibility for their weight gain. “I’m going to make you so fucking fat.” “You’re gonna eat/do everything I tell you to. “You have no choice” etc. Try and come up with some things on your own! 2) blame them and humiliate them. “Look at what you’ve done to yourself.” “It’s pathetic how you let yourself go.” “You’ll never be able to stop eating will you Pig?” “You don’t know how to keep anything out of that mouth of yours do you?”

For feedees that enjoy soft feeders I would suggest lines like “god you’re so fucking pretty when you eat.” “Eat a little more for me, please?” “That’s right piggy, let all of that food we fed you digest and turn into fat while I rub your belly to sleep” again I will leave this by saying come up with your own!

For food centered feedees (and by this I mean feedees that enjoy the eating and like talking about food) I would describe out the types of meals you plan on feeding your feedee. Focus on how eating those foods would feel physically. “I want to hand feed you bite after bite of this cheeseburger and I wanna see the grease drip down your double chin.” “Lick all the chocolate from my fingers. Taste the sweet icing and look at me in the eyes.” “This slice of pizza will go straight to your thighs, and this one to those round saggy tits of yours.”

Lastly, which is something I was just recently introduced to, is the type of feedee that wants chat to be focused on their weight gain rather than eating. For this person I’ve found that focusing on the body, what it looks like now and what it will look like in the future works best. “Look at how fat you are, you think that belly is big now just wait until we’re done fattening you��� “I never wanna stop growing you my pig. I don’t think you’ll ever be fat enough for me” “look at those pants. They fit you so well a few weeks ago. I can’t wait til you can’t pull them up your thick thighs”

I would suggest trying out a couple of lines from each category to figure out what kind of feedee yours is, in case you don’t wanna ruin the mood by flat out asking! Also keep in mind that your feedee most likely won’t be one or the other, in fact they might be a mix of two or three or all of these types depending on the mood they’re in! Also, this isn’t a finite category list! This is just a list of characteristics that I find are very common in some of my feedees!

I hope this helps!

#askfeed

[another-lost-mc]

Hello! Sorry to bother and I hope you have a good day.

Please do not feel pressured to answer this ask, but could I maybe get some SFW Alpheratz crumbs? You can write about anything you want, but maybe taking a nap with and cuddling him? Feel free to write about anything SFW tho. I'd be happy with any content, the only limitation is that it has to be gender-neutral.

I'm also so glad to have found a blog that knows about Arcana Twilight because I feel like I've been going insane while hoping the game becomes more popular. Again, hope you have a good day and I'm so happy that there are other people who enjoy this wonderful game.

I am so hyped to write for AT! I've been in a big Alpheratz mood lately too. I just want to have a nap with that bear of a man.

ALPHERATZ x gn!Reader 0.5k words | SFW | Fluff A/N: Inspired by the call "A Newly Opened Restaurant."

It’s dusk when you and Alpheratz walk hand-in-hand back to Contell Academy. It’s a lazy stroll through the quiet streets of town, and Alpheratz drapes his jacket over your shoulders to keep you warm from the cool breeze.

He invited you to the new restaurant that specializes in northern boundary cuisine. You were impressed with its delicious fare, all wonderfully grilled over open flames and farm-fresh. He insisted you order whatever you like, and he offered you food from his own plate for you to try. You’re pleasantly full from delicious food, bubbly fruit wine, and the dark chocolate mousse cake you both shared for dessert.

He wraps his arm around your waist and invites you to lean against him as he escorts you back to school. It’s too tempting to resist, and you wrap an arm around his waist too. When you glance at him, his lips are ticked up in a satisfied smile.

You pass the time with quiet conversation and comfortable silence. You feel so sleepy even though it’s still hours before your usual bedtime. Alpheratz chuckles when you tell him you’re resisting the urge to fall into a food coma.

You’ve almost arrived at your room when Alpheratz’s Stella Tab pings with a message. You can tell by his frown that it’s not good news.

“Spica wants me on a late train tonight,” he grumbles, not even pretending to hide his disappointment. “I won’t be able to stay tonight after all.”

Despite that, he follows you into your room when you invite him inside. You hang his jacket over the back of a chair so it doesn’t get too wrinkled, and you sit on the edge of your bed.

“I might have a nap before I start my homework,” you admit sheepishly when you lay down, not even bothering to undress. You're too tired to care. “Do you want to stay until I fall asleep?”

He’s already toeing off his shoes and crawling onto the bed behind you. “Of course,” he murmurs quietly when he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you against his chest. He knows he can’t stay long, but he’ll never pass up an opportunity to cuddle with you like this. He hides a grin against your shoulder when he hears you snore quietly in your sleep.

He doesn't sleep at all - he can rest later on the train. He focuses on the soft noises you make in your sleep, and the way you instinctively cuddle closer to him. His heart feels so full when he's with you.

When he can't delay any longer, he slips from your bed and pulls the covers over you; he doesn't want you to get chilly without him to help keep you warm. He heads to his own dorm to begin packing for his trip. He smothers the disappointment, distracting himself with plans for your next date together when he returns.

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[cute-as-buttons]

How To Take Care of Your To-Be Possessed Host: A Guide by Marcy Wu

Hello everyone, today I'm going to be giving you some tips on how to take care of a host that you are planning to possess! This is mainly targeted at eldritch Gods who want to conquer and/or destroy the world(s), but everyone could use these tricks and tip in my opinion.

Let's get started!

First, and foremost, (and this kinda depends on how you're going to get your host to co-operate with you) in case you stab your host in the process of trying to stop them from getting their friends home, make sure to keep the rejuvenation tank warm because your host will appreciate you for it and it will also make sure they don't end up with knee pain or make their chronic pain WORSE. Keep your dang tank warm.

Second of all, ibuprofen! Most host's best friend and especially if you had to take unconventional approaches to getting your host to BE the host, for example, the aforementioned stabbing, concussions etc. (Though I've heard you're also supposed to see a doctor for that).

Third, get a warm blanket! Even if it isn't that cold, something warm and fuzzy is sure to put both your host and yourself in the mood for some conquering!

Fourthly, if your host happens to be neurodivergent, and even if they're not, just in case, keep a bottle of Adderall on hand! If you're going to conquer the world, it'd be useful to make sure that your host doesn't keep spacing out! Or keep having intrusive thoughts about betrayal that may or may not have been committed along the way, that usually tends to mess with the focusing on conquering bit.

Last but not least! Make sure to have some treats, gotta keep up that seratonin up, ya know? Hot chocolate, ice cream, a few dozen mugs of coffee, the more variety the better!

That being said, if you guys have any other suggestions let me know ^^

Keep your hosts satisfied and healthy, and happy conquering!!

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[neobubz]

✖ Quiet Down Pt. 3 (M) ✖

☆ okay, hi everyone! this story is a renjun x fem reader x haechan story. please look at the pairings to figure out who the part/chapter will be based around. also, the warnings will be based off each part/chapter as well, so please take notice to that too. i hope you enjoy the story! ☆

PART 1 || PART 2 Word Count: approx. 9.3k Pairings (based on each part): haechan x fem reader Warnings (based on each part): mature audiences only, explicit language, injury to fem reade, oral (female receiving), sq***ting, co-worker relations, consensual relations Preview: “Kiss me,” you manage to voice out through your trance. “I want you to kiss me.” The milk chocolate orbs of Haechan’s eyes darken quickly at your request. Pupils enlarging. “And to touch me…” you practically purr as you say it giving into this feeling of desire. Not laying a single hand or his lips on you Haechan’s eyes roam over your body. “Where do you want me to touch you?” Reaching up with the back of your hand you touch your cheek. Moving your hand down, you slide over your neck and collarbone. Haechan’s careful gaze following you all the way down to where you brush over the side of your breasts. He inhales deeply, his breathing increasing. Tongue glistening his lips he follows your hand down to where you stop at your waist. “Is there no other place?” He quirks a brow. Smiling a giggle leaving your lips you lean forward whispering, “only if you’re lucky...”

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“Great job you guys!” Charlotte rushes up to you. Renjun steps aside as she wraps you in a tight bear hug. “You two were literally like one person!” She whispers in your ear, “and that kiss…”

“Thanks,” you giggle. “I didn’t even see you guys at all.”

“Thanks,” you giggle. “I didn’t even see you guys at all.”

“Maybe if you weren’t having a conversation and were focusing on the game you would have come in second instead of third,” Haechan approaches you twirling their blue bandana around his index finger. “Looked like a heated conversation. Better watch out for the next event. Don’t want to make a mistake and lose out on the luxury suite.”

“We’ll be fine,” Renjun wraps his arm around your shoulders. “We’re a great team, huh?” He nuzzles his cheek with yours.

“Mmm!” You agree. “Plus, it’s better since we’re not that far off in height.” You stand facing him showing how close the two of you were. “I didn’t have to worry about keeping up with you.”

“We’re perfect together,” Renjun holds your hands in his. “In all aspects,” he side-eyes Haechan.

“Like I said on the bus, get a fucking room, will you?” He throws his bandana on the ground storming off to the side as the other teams get ready to start.

“I-I, uh, better make sure he’s okay.” Charlotte walks off giving you a small wave.

“Yeah, he likes you.” Renjun sighs squatting down to sit on the grass.

Joining him you link your arm with his. “I’m sorry,” you whisper. “It’s probably my fault that he’s like this. On the bus,” you look straight ahead to see Haechan and Charlotte taking a seat on the steps outside of a side door of the hotel. Far away from everyone. “I didn’t exactly push him away from me.”

Turning to you Renjun sees your perplexed gaze on Haechan, his own heart starting to sink. “Do-Do you have feelings for him?”

“I can’t say yes and I can’t say no. Just like you,” you nudge him. “I’m getting to know you both. Not to mention you guys are like the opposite sides of a coin. One side being sweet, warm, and kind. The other, wild, risky, and loud.” You laugh.

Renjun kisses the top of your head. “I hope you like sweet, warm, and kind more...”

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“Haechan!” Charlotte shouts running after him. “Come on, don’t get angry.”

“Leave me alone,” he growls. “I’m not in the mood to talk.”

Planting himself on the steps of the hotels side door he runs a hand through his brown locks. Face red from more than just the heat. Seeing you and Renjun acting cute and adorable together making his blood boil.

“So, why exactly did you flirt with her today?” Charlotte asks. “Or, should I say…why did you jerk off in front of her behind RENJUN AND I!” She screams. “Are you stupid? Are you crazy? What if someone caught the two of you. You not only would have risked your job, but hers as well! What were you thinking, Haechan?!”

Groaning he turns in Charlotte’s direction, “look, she was completely blocking me. It’s not like we were in front of everyone, okay?! Plus, she didn’t ‘exactly’ tell me to stop. Hell, she made me cum faster and harder than I’ve ever came before. She went along with it so don’t put this all on me!” He shouts.

Sighing Charlotte sits down next to Haechan. “I’m just saying it was the wrong place, Haechan. Not to mention the guys were around you. What would have happened if Jeno or Jaemin saw you like that? Not to mention, Renjun heard you making noises. So did I! Thanks for that by the way. Here I am away from my hubby and you’re behind me moaning and groaning.” She rolls her eyes the aching need she felt hearing Haechan moaning resurfacing.

Smirking Haechan looks away, “well it wasn’t planned that’s for sure.”

“So, you like her, huh?”

“Me storming off when they started acting all lovey dovey didn’t give you a clear enough answer for you, huh?”

Charlotte swings her hand upside Haechan’s head making him shoot her a glare. “Don’t get smart with me. I’m asking you a simple question. Do you like her?”

Rubbing his head Haechan shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know, I guess…”

“‘Well, I don’t know, I guess…’ isn’t going to get you the girl you’ve been drooling over all day. Renjun is at least making a clear effort. He’s not trying to play any games or seduce her, or make her a walking horny mess of a woman that can’t think or breathe without you near her. He’s being honest with himself and her.”

“So what?! Let him!” He turns from her, his knees coming up to his chest. “She knows he likes her. I told her he did.” He rests his head on his arms as they rest on his knees.

“Do you want them together?” She moves closer to him. “I’m being serious, Haechan. If you like her…” she sighs. “I know she’d be happy with you too. She’s the good girl type and what the two of you did –” she pauses laughing a little. “I can tell you it shocked her beyond belief but I also think she liked it. The risk. The adrenalin pumping through her veins. Knowing at any moment the two of you could have been caught. It’s something she’s never experienced. With Renjun, I can already tell that everything will be safe. Nothing risky, but I know he has a super freak deep inside him. I can feel it!” Haechan starts laughing. “I know I shouldn’t be telling you this because right now I think that Renjun would be a better boyfriend to her than you,” his laughter lets up shock taking over him. His eyes opening wide as he stares at her stunned by her words. “HE KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS!” She yells. “So don’t look at me like that. Get your shit together by the end of this trip or you’ll lose her.” She stands. “Now get up and let’s get you something to drink. You look like you’re two seconds from passing out.”

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The second group of people get ready to start the race. Jaemin being excluded from this round of games, since Sasha won’t make it until after supper. He walks over to where Jeno and Mia are sitting in the shadows where you had your conversation with Haechan. Your boss waves the bandana in the air signaling the second group to start and automatically you and Renjun start cheering for them. Chuckling and squinting when one of the couples fall and the others losing their bandana. With four couples winning this round the remaining group heads for the starting line. Just as the last group was starting up Charlotte and Haechan head over your way. Haechan looking less likely to kill someone than before. Charlotte takes a seat next to you, wrapping her arms around your arm, laying her head on your shoulder.

“Do we have to do any more of this?” She groans. “I’m exhausted from the first game and it’s hot out here.” She starts whining like a child.  

Giggling you rest your head on top of hers. “You know we do these until there are only two couples remaining. Why complain when you know our fate?”

“I know, but when is he going to call these activities to an end? Can you imagine us doing this when we’re in our forties or fifties?” She sits up peering at each of you.

“Will we still be working under him in our forties and fifties?” Renjun asks her a smile on his face. “I mean, I’d hope for a promotion by then and head up to the next floor. Plus, I hear that their trips are at actual resorts and they just relax during that time.”

“You lie!” Charlotte growls. “What the hell! We work for the same damn company! Why do they get the luxury trips and we’re stuck at a lake?”

“Because we work under them,” Haechan sighs. “I’m sure we’ll all get promotions by then and live the sweet life after that.”

“I’ll miss these activities though. It is a great idea. How many people do we really know on our floor? We always stick with our individual groups. I mean before this trip I never talked to you, Renjun. And I only spoke to you, Haechan, once before. And I certainly never talked to Jeno or Jaemin.” Sighing happily, you stare out at your co-workers. “I’m glad we all got to know each other. Oh! And you guys will love Sasha, she’s super sweet.”

Leaning back Renjun stretches out his legs, “when I first came to this company, she was one of the first people I was paired up with. She showed me nothing but kindness. Even when I kept messing everything up. It was nice of her to not make feel even more nervous than I already was. She really is wonderful.”

Haechan snorts, “why not hang around her then?” He mumbles but it was loud enough for you all to hear.

“Haechan!” You snap.

“What? It was just a thought…” he shrugs taking a drink from his water bottle.

Renjun starts laughing. “I guess I will be hanging around her when she gets here later this evening. We should all sit together for the movie!” He looks at Charlotte giving her a million-watt smile. “I heard that it’s going to be a scary one.”

“Eh?! For real?! That’s awesome!” Charlotte releases you from her grasp. “I hope it’s The Nun that’s one of my favorites.”

Shocked Renjun watches her go on and on about the movie. “She actually likes scary movies?” He whispers to you.

“Ah huh,” you shake your head in disbelief. “And I hate scary movies.”

“She is such a big baby when it comes to them.” Charlotte pulls you close to her, her arm wrapping around your shoulders. “What was that one movie? The one that made you have nightmares for a week?” Shrugging you ignore her question not ready to have her tease you quite so soon. “Awe, come on, what movie was it?”

“It wasn’t a movie…” you groan trying to get away from her, but she puts you in a headlock.

“Oh yeah! It was that one anime, Attack on Titans!” She started cackling. “She was scared shitless. Said she had dreams of Titan’s eating her and her family.”

“And you!” You manage to pull away from her, face red from embarrassment. “I had a dream that you were eaten your body being ripped in half. Sasha too! I woke up in tears because it felt so real. And now you laugh at me and make fun of me?! You’re such a jerk!”

“At least I know if I die, you’ll be devastated,” she tries to calm down but to no avail.

“Well don’t go dying any time soon because right now I doubt I’d shed a tear!” You turn from her facing Renjun a huge pout on your face.

“I think it’s cute that you don’t like them. It’ll make watching them with you a lot more fun.” He chuckles.

“Or,” Haechan leans forward grabbing your attention. “You and I can ditch the movie and have some fun.” Haechan licks his lips wiggling his brows. “I’m sure we can stir up some kind of trouble here at the hotel. What do you say?”

“I’d say I don’t want to get kicked out of the luxury suite.” You smirk taunting him.

“Why would you get kicked out when it’s clear as day that I’m going to be the one in it?” He challenges a fiery glint in his eyes.

Charlotte pouts, “well, I guess I’ll be sleeping out in the hallway like a dog outside its owners’ bedroom.”

You pick up on her cue, “some men have no manners,” you stand up holding out your hand for her.

“Right? Saying it’s his room, not even thinking about me at all!” She wraps her arms around you pretending to cry. “Why is he such a mean person? What did I ever do to deserve this?”

“Nothing at all. He’s just like that I guess!” You stick your tongue out at him and walk away with Charlotte clinging to you.

“What the hell? What about us?!” Haechan shouts.

Charlotte sticks her head up, “I’m taking your girl for myself!”

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After the final group finishes their race, another three groups are added into the running for the luxury suite. With the wave of his hand calling everyone who is still in the running over, your boss signals that the second game is starting up. Jogging farther into the grass you and Charlotte start to slow down, your bodies feeling heavy as stone when you see a long rope with flags towards the middle. The last thing you wanted to play was Tug-of-War. Especially in this heat. The teams are divided up, and of course, Charlotte and Haechan are on the opposite team as Renjun and yourself. Jeno and Mia joining your side, Jaemin finally able to join in, on Haechan and Charlotte’s side. The three teams that won the third round of the three-legged race join your side, while the four teams from the second game on the opposing team.

Jeno takes charge gathering everyone around. The goal was to do exactly what the players in Squid Game did. Thanking the heavens that you watched the drama you agree with him quickly. Mia taking the spot as the leader while a large man was your weight at the back with Jeno, and two other guys helping. Renjun and yourself supporting the middle while two girls were behind Mia. Looking across to see the same type of set-up you quickly look back at Jeno to see him roll his eyes.

“I really hate how competitive this guy is,” he growls. “Jaemin and Haechan must have thought of the same idea. Be ready, everyone!” He shouts. “Mia, you know what to do!”

“Right!”

“Is he sure that Mia should be up in the front? He seems like he would be a better fit.” You whisper to Renjun.

Shaking his head Renjun looks back to see Jeno ready to win this round. “We need Jeno’s strength back here. Plus, it seems that Mia is just as determined to lead from the front as Jeno is to lead from the back.”

Nodding slowly, you make sure that the rope is tucked under your arm. Feeling your palms starting to sweat, you watch your boss hold up the same red bandana as before. He makes sure that everyone is ready and with the swing of his arm down to his side, both teams lean as far back as they can. Creating a stalemate right off the bat.

The rope is taut under your arm. Feeling it shake and slide back and forth as both sides try to outlast the other. Your back starts to ache the longer you contort yourself in the table position you were currently in. Hands starting to turn sore, white at the knuckles and starting to burn from gripping the rope tightly.

“Hang in there!” Jeno shouts from behind you.

“Don’t let go!” Haechan’s voice is clear as day from across you.

A whimper comes in front of you as you see the girl opposite side of the rope as you start to falter. “N-No!” You shout towards her. “Please, hang in there. We can do it!”

She cries out loudly, “my legs and back hurt,” she tries to keep her hold on the rope.

“Jenny don’t let go!” Her partner shouts. “We can win this!”

Suddenly you hear a loud voice from ahead of you. “NOW!”

Mia’s voice alarms all of you. Each one of you gripping the rope, pulling yourselves up you tug as hard as you can. Moving as one person, one unit, one team. Paying no mind to the other team, their shouts, especially Charlotte’s, you focus on the instructions that Mia and Jeno give you. Renjun’s cries of pain behind you, mixing with your own cries of agony for this stupid round to end – you keep your hands firmly on the rope.

“PULL!” Jeno and Mia shout together. “AGAIN!”

Little by little your flag is tugged far beyond your own line, Haechan’s side slowly inching its way to your side. Your breathing is ragged. Your body soaked in sweat as the hot sun bears down on your skin making it sizzle. A guttural scream comes from you when the rope is suddenly jerked back to Haechan’s side. Rubbing harshly against your hands. Your feet slipping from under you.

“NO!” Renjun reaches out catching you before you fall to the ground, one hand still on the rope. Making sure that your team doesn’t lose.

“Th-Thanks,” you balance yourself, gripping the rope again. Wincing the moment your raw palm touches it.

“Mmmm…” He says, forehead and neck dripping in sweat. “We got this!” He nods your way.

“Yeah!”

“PULL!!!” Jeno roars behind you.

Immediately you go back to gripping the rope as tightly as you can. Yanking it with every last bit of energy you have left. Urging Haechan’s flag back to where your side awaits.

“CAVE!” Mia shouts.

“C-Cave?” You look back at Renjun.

“Loosen your grip,” he tells you. “Pass it on.”

“They-They say to loosen our grip, pass it on.” You tell the girl in front of you and she does the same.

“NOW!” Jeno shouts.

All together you stop fighting against the rope and let it go slack. Haechan’s side yanking back as hard as they can end up in a domino effect, falling onto the grass. Seeing them on top of each other, both Mia and Jeno shout to pull. Not wanting to pull on the rope, considering the other side wasn’t even hanging on for the most part – you grip the rope and with one final strong unified pull, you manage to tug their flag past your side.

“GAME OVER!” Your boss yells waving the red bandana in his hand.

Falling onto the grass panting you let the coolness sooth your burning palms. Renjun falls back onto his back behind you exhausted. The only ones not gasping for air, Mia, Jeno and the rather large man you didn’t seem to catch the name of. Instead of trying to catch their breathes they high-five each other celebrating. Across from you Haechan lays flat on his back, and Charlotte on her hands and knees.

“Are you okay?” You look back to Renjun who just gives you a thumbs up, his chest rising and falling quickly. Managing to pull yourself up to your feet you run over to Charlotte. “Are you okay?” You ask her.

“Can’t breathe,” she gasps for air. “Di-Did you guys have to go all Squid Game on us?” She looks at you a small laugh escaping her.

“Jeno’s idea,” you help her up wincing when her forearm rubs against your hands. “You guys did it too so don’t start complaining!”

“This one,” she points to Haechan. “And Jaemin, all their idea and fault!” She shouts. “I need to get some water.” She pats your shoulder walking away to the cooler that holds the water bottles your boss was so gracious to pack for this very reason – complete and total exhaustion.

 “Good game,” you hold out your hand for Haechan to grab. “I thought we were all going to be in a stalemate the whole time.” You giggle.

Haechan reaches out for your hand but stops. Eyes going dark he pops up without your help. “Come with me!” He grabs your wrist.

“Wh-What? Why?” He starts dragging you to where your boss is talking to his assistant. Already gearing up for hopefully the last game. “Hae-Haechan…” You try to yank away from him. “What are you doing?”

“Shut up!” He snaps. Pulling you past Charlotte who looks at you in confusion and shock, you give her a pleading look for her to stop him.

“H-Haechan?!” Renjun stands up alarmed at him literally yanking you past everyone. “Wh-What are you doing?” He shouts.

“SIR!” Haechan doesn’t stop pulling on your wrist until he’s standing in front of your boss. “Sir, we need to go inside and get medical attention.” He exhales heavily, eyes on full alert. Looking him over you try to find the reason he needs medical attention. He seemed perfectly fine when you walked up to him.

“What seems to be the problem?” Your boss eyes you both worried.

“Her hands…” he pulls you forward holding out your palms. “They must have gotten blistered from the ropes.”

Your eyes fall to your hands. Blood drains from your face as you see blisters, blood, and pretty bad rope burn decorating the palm of your hands. Perfectly aware at how hard you were holding onto the rope you didn’t think your hands were that bad. Just a little red and sore, like everyone else’s.

“Lord,” he gasps. “Here!” He bends down opening up a see-through plastic container. “Take this,” he holds up a first aid kit. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t think anyone would get hurt during that one,” he sighs. “But! One must always come prepared!” He sings out placing the first aid kit in Haechan’s hand. “Through the doors and straight down the hallway. Make a left and the bathrooms will be there.”

“Thank you, sir.” Haechan pulls you gently towards the hotel.

No longer fighting against his grip you follow behind him. Staring at your hand that was free from his grip you examine your palm. It must have been when the rope slid out of your grasp. You were gripping tightly and suddenly it was like the worst brush burn you’ve ever experienced. Now…you know why… Haechan rushes through the door holding it open for you.

“Let’s go,” he wraps his arm around your waist leading you down the long hallway.

Inside the hotel, now seeing it for the first time, it’s immaculate! A beautiful high ceiling with sconces lining the wall. The wall, ceiling, and ornate crown molding were all white. The sconces painted a baby blue reflecting the beautiful sky just outside of the doors. The floors a light brown wood with a long baby blue rug.

“This place is beautiful,” you whisper.

“Yeah, just imagine what the rooms will look like.”

“I’m expecting every room to feel like its own luxury suite.”

“Well, at least better than any old hotel that’s for sure. Now come on,” he turns when the hall breaks off, the bathrooms right where your boss said. “Uh, wait…” Haechan pauses. “Men or women?” He turns to you.

Walking away from him you knock on the door to the lady’s bathroom. “Hello! Is anyone in there?” You wait for a reply but no one answers. “Wait here,” you tell him only to stop. “Ah! Well, could you open the door?” You mumble with a pout.

“Nah,” he turns away from you arms crossing over his chest. “I think I’ll just stay here,” he teases.

“Haechan!” You stomp your foot. “Open the door!”

Chuckling he nods, “fine, fine,” he opens the door for you. “Just try not to fall into a toilet.”

“Funny,” you roll your eyes. “Hello? Anyone in here?” You shout as you check all throughout the fairly large restroom. A long counter top with what looks like six sinks are pressed against the right-hand side of the bathroom. The six stalls on the left. All with shining silver doors and handles. The sinks a baby blue just like the carpet and scones – the counter a white marble. The floor just like outside is a light wood and ceiling the same white as the ceiling in the hallway. All it needed was a few sconces and it would have almost been an exact replica of the hallway you just traveled down. Well, minus the toilets and sinks.

Checking each stall to make sure that no one was inside you head back to the door, “come in!”

“Eh?! Are you sure? C-Can’t we just go into the men’s room?” He asks from outside the door.

“GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW!”

Opening the door Haechan covers his eyes, “okay, no need to shout!”

“For real?” You sigh. “No one’s in here. Lock the door if you’re so afraid of somebody coming in.”

Taking your advice, Haechan locks the door and slowly turns to you, eyes bulging out at the room. “What the hell…” he suddenly finds all the courage in the world to step inside. “This is what it’s like in the women’s bathroom?” He scoffs. “Why do our bathrooms look like shit? Is it like this at the company?”

Shrugging you go to the long-marbled counter leaning against it. “I guess so, well not to this extent but close. I mean women spend a good amount of time in bathrooms. Fixing our hair, our makeup, gossiping – it should look like paradise.” You wiggle your brows.

“Well, I’d spend a shit ton of time in a bathroom too if it looked this nice,” he mumbles putting down the first aid kit. “Now let me see your hands…” Holding out your hands you open them up revealing two messed up palms. He winces as he examines each of them. “What in the hell did you do?” He sighs. “Were you that determined to win?” He exhales deeply. “Come on, let’s get you bandaged up.” He wraps his arms around your waist. “Jump up,” he instructs and you do, Haechan helping you to sit on the counter, little weight being placed on your hands.

As soon as he knows your settled, he washes his hands clean of any dirt and germs from outside. He goes over to the wall drying his hands before grabbing a couple paper towels. Coming back, he jumps slightly when the sink starts itself.

“It wasn’t about winning; well, I mean it was…I didn’t want to be the one who ended up making our team lose. So, I guess…I held out for as long as I could. Literally.”

Wetting the paper towels, Haechan places them over your palms. Shrieking when he presses his palms down onto yours. “You shouldn’t have let yourself get to this point. It’s just a room. Plus, if Charlotte and I somehow won, you know for sure you’re staying the room with her and I’d be with Renjun, so why try so hard?” He lifts his palms and the paper towels before dabbing around your hand making sure to clean as much dirt off your palms as possible.

“Again, it had nothing to do with the room. Plus, did you not hear Jeno and Mia? It was like bootcamp out there.”

Chuckling Haechan throws the paper towels off to the side. “Jeno can be competitive at times, especially when it comes to sports or using his strength,” he comments. “What do we have in here?” He searches the first aid kit. “This’ll do!” He takes out a small bottle of Benzol Peroxide and a pack of cotton balls. Grabbing a few pieces of cotton, he pours some peroxide on them. “This might sting, okay?” He looks up worried. “Try not to jerk your hand away.”

Nodding you brace yourself. He carefully dabs your palm with the cotton ball. Bubbling noises fill up the silence between the two of you as he focuses. Every time he moves the cotton ball, sliding it along your abused skin you desperately wanted to let out scream after scream. Your lips sucked in, trying not to make a sound to alarm him. Through the grace of someone or something from above you manage to make it through the first round.

Grabbing a couple more cotton balls, Haechan repeats the process and again you hold in every scream, whimper, and cry of pain that you feel when he moves the cotton around your palm. Trying to keep your mind off the twinges of pain you find your gaze moving up to Haechan. His eyes laser focused. Doing his best not to press down to hard. His lips in such a tight line they seem to disappear.

“So, uh,” you clear your throat looking away from him. “What do you think the other games will be?”

Shrugging Haechan tosses the cotton balls off to the side on top of the paper towels. “Not sure, but I don’t think you should participate. Not with your hands like this.” He digs into the first aid kit and finds some gauze. “Here we go,” he grabs another type of gauze placing them down on the counter. “First this,” he rips open the second type of gauze, it being a thicker large square. “I’ll put this on first. Hold out your hands,” he instructs.

“We could have just used the flexible type. I’m sure that would have been fine.”

Not looking up he places the square pads on your hands. “And how do you think you will feel when I start wrapping your hand? I’ll need to make sure it’s tight enough which means it would rub over your already raw hands. That was a terrible idea!”

Puffing out your cheeks you look away. “Jerk.”

Chuckling Haechan starts to use the flexible gauze. Carefully wrapping it around your right hand first. Only when there was enough around your hand did he tighten it. Wincing slightly, he looks up at you an ‘I-told-you-so’ look on his face.

“Whatever we have to do next I really think you should stay out of it. Let Charlotte take over. I’m sure she’d be your representative when she sees your hands all wrapped up.” He tightens the gauze once more before adding the fastener. “And of course,” he sighs rolling his eyes. “Renjun wouldn’t want you to do anything that causes you more pain.”

Seeing Haechan’s face he looks extremely sad, worried, and slightly angry. It wasn’t his fault that you got hurt. It was your own fault. At any point you could have loosened your grip and let the guys and other women take over for you, but that would mean letting down the whole team and that isn’t something you would ever do. If they were going to suffer, so were you. Perhaps more than they did.

“What if it’s an eating contest?” You giggle trying to lighten the mood. “Will you deny me the chance to stuff my face with yummy food?”

“No,” he quirks a brow looking up. “But I’d rather feed you instead. Seriously, your hands are pretty messed up. You’ll need some extra help for a while.”

Playfully growling you turn your head pouting. “I’m a grown woman, Haechan. I don’t need you or anyone to feed me. I can feed myself.”

Mocking your pout, he starts to wrap up your left hand, much quicker than he did your right. “Awe, but it would be super cute. Holding the spoon up and making you go ‘ahhhh’ and seeing you enjoy your food,” he lets out a little giggle that under different circumstances would be the cutest thing in the world, but right now all you want to do is smack him upside the head, bandaged hand or not. “Just thinking about it is so cute!”

Your eye starts to twitch as you see how happy he is imagining feeding you. “Please stop before I puke, you’re not feeding me at all.”

Haechan places your hand gently onto your lap his lips turned down into a deep frown. “I’m being serious. I think it would be cute to feed you. It would feel like we’re –” he pauses his head lowering, eyes casting down to your hands. “N-Never mind…”

Rubbing his thumbs over your wrist, Haechan stares at your hands. Face solemn as if his whole world was crumbling under his feet. Wondering what he was going to say and what is going on in his head, a strange urge to reach out and give his head a little pat. Just a tiny pat to let him know that you’re fine and that your hands aren’t that big of a deal. Surely in a day or two you’ll be right as rain. However, you gulp deeply, eyes becoming wider when his eyes meet yours and you gaze into his beautiful chocolate orbs – slowly inching your way down to his boopable nose, to his small but plumps lips that have graced yours more times than you can count today.

A strong unfamiliar emotion starts to consume you. A feeling of longing. To have his arms around you again. To feel him tightly grasp your waist and neck, pulling you closer to him. His warm breath cascading onto your face. Scorching your waiting lips until his crash against yours. Desperately hoping to still find a lingering taste of his essence that had your mind swirling into a pool of lust.

You skate your tongue across your dry lips before biting down. Haechan watching you carefully. Lips parted as he takes shallow breathes. Waiting anxiously for him to touch you, your body starts trembling in suspense. No man has ever made you want to act on impulse. You’ve never had to deal with this tsunami of raw feral passion coursing through you.

The corner of Haechan’s mouth starts to slide up into a smirk. Eyes light and playful but still dangerous and carnal. “Told you I could dom you anytime…anywhere,” he leans into you, his hands resting on the outside of your legs. “I’m not even touching you and you’re already going crazy.”

Shaking your head, you watch him inch closer to you. “N-No…” your body trembles as you try to protest but the closer he gets to you the stronger the magnetic pool between the two of you grows.

“Why did you just shake then?” He tilts his head to the side as if he’s going to kiss you. Eyelashes fluttering as she smiles at your undoing.

“I’m cold,” you manage to speak without shaking this time. “Being out in the hot sun and then to come in here where it’s cooler is making me cold.”

“Maybe we should do something to warm you back up…” he leans in further. Your legs start to spread to allow his body to get closer to you. “Any suggestions?”

His warm scent washes over you. Making you think of a warm cup of hot chocolate on a chilly winter’s day. Cooking marshmallows over a fire for smores. Warm blankets and cuddles in front of the fireplace. Everything warm and decadent – sweet and luxurious.

“Kiss me,” you manage to voice out through your trance. “I want you to kiss me.” The milk chocolate orbs of Haechan’s eyes darken quickly at your request. Pupils enlarging. “And to touch me…” you practically purr as you say it giving into this feeling of desire.

Not laying a single hand or his lips on you Haechan’s eyes roam over your body. “Where do you want me to touch you?”

Reaching up with the back of your hand you touch your cheek. Moving your hand down, you slide over your neck and collarbone. Haechan’s careful gaze following you all the way down to where you brush over the side of your breasts. He inhales deeply, his breathing increasing. Tongue glistening his lips he follows your hand down to where you stop at your waist.

“Is there no other place?” He quirks a brow.

Smiling a giggle leaving your lips you lean forward whispering, “only if you’re lucky...”

Like lightening you’re pushed flush against the long mirror behind you. Your shirt rolling up in the back making you whimper when the cold glass touches your skin. “I don’t know if you know this,” he grips your waist tightly. “But I’m one of the luckiest men in the world.”

Seeing the fire in his eyes a huge smile graces your lips. “Prove it then.” You taunt.

Just like what you wanted, Haechan’s lips crash down onto yours. The moans and whimpers you wanted to release when he was cleaning off your hand from pain were replaced with pleasure. His lips moving over yours wildly ends up with teeth clashing together as you both devour the other. A low growl comes from Haechan as he intensifies the kiss. Hands travel up your body and as they do so does your shirt. Sitting up, your chest flush against his, he lifts your shirt over your head and off your arms, it falling into the sink next to you.

He leans back eyeing your cleavage. His hand reaches up touching the delicate skin of your neck and collarbones, thumb rubbing over where you tried to hide his kiss marks – some of the makeup fading off from the sweat that drenched your body during Tug-of-War. His hands slide down the straps of your bra ever so slowly. The feeling of his hands on you both chilling you to the bone and lighting you on fire at the same time. Goosebumps form on your skin as you slip your arms out from the straps.

He tugs your bra down just enough to expose your nipples. Using his index fingers, he flicks over your perky buds making them harden with each flick. Your body wiggling under him. “You like that?” He asks giving you a small peck.

Moaning loudly when he pinches your nipples between his fingers you lean in kissing him again. “Yes, feels good… so good…”

Haechan moves from your lips. Kissing the corner of your mouth to your cheek and down to your jaw, where he kisses all along your jawline before heading down to your neck. Stopping to create another kiss mark, he kisses, licks and sucks down onto your neck.

“Haechan…” you moan your fingers gently running through his hair.

He moves down over your collarbones and your décolletage. His soft lips making you crumble into dust with each passing kiss. Finally, his lips brush against your nipple. Crying out into the empty bathroom your eyes close, mouth hanging open. He’s barely touched you and you already feel undone.

“Someone’s sensitive,” his tongue flicks over your nipple while his hand pinches the other. Wriggling beneath him you try to redeem some form of dignity. “So eager to have my lips on you,” he kisses around your nipple making you more antsy.

“Haechan, please…” you plead, your fingers gripping his hair.

He wraps his mouth around your nipple. The sensation of his lips and tongue working your already sensitive bud has you feeling waves of euphoria pooling straight between your legs. Sucking on your nipple like a newborn babe, he glances up at you, a chuckle coming from him. Placing a gentle kiss on your nipple he pulls back with a pop, your breast jiggling when he lets go. Smiling to himself he kisses and has his tongue leaving behind a trail to your other breast.

His hand massages the breast he has finished tasting while his mouth finally clamps down on your other nipple. Again, the wave of euphoria washes over every part of your body. From the top of your head, down your arms, over your breast – making you feel butterflies in your stomach and more goosebumps to decorate your skin, before crashing down between your legs. He comes up again letting go with another ‘pop’ biting his lips as your breast jiggles again.

Coming back up to your lips he gives you a small peck, “lean back for me,” he mumbles against your lips.

Doing as he wants; you rest your back and shoulders against the mirror. Haechan’s hands slide down the sides of your body. Feeling every dip and curve as if he’s memorizing every inch of you. His hands come around to the front stopping at the waistband of your jeans. He raises his eyes gauging your reaction. With the nod of your head, you give him permission. Wanting to feel his lips, his hands, his tongue, and fingers – anything that he’ll give you.

Popping open the button of your jeans, he unzips your pants and thinking that he’s going to slide them off, you brace yourself, but he doesn’t grab the sides. Instead, he cups over waiting core.

“Ahhhh!!!” You moan at the sudden contact.

“This is where you really want me to touch you isn’t it?” He presses his palm hard against you, rubbing up and down.

“Yes!” You cry out. Hips starting to move along with his hand.

“Bet your soaking wet already,” he moves his hand faster. “Panties soaked through waiting for me to touch you.”

“H-Hae-Haechan,” you whimper.

“What is it, baby?” He tilts his head a mischievous glint to his eyes. “Want me to take your pants off?”

“Yes, please! No teasing…” face feeling like the sun itself you all but grab the sides of your jeans wanting them to be removed from you.

Taking your cue, he grabs your jeans. Sitting up enough for him to yank them down to your ankles, he takes off your shoes and socks along with your jeans. Only left in your bra and underwear he stares hungrily at your form.

“Let me see how wet you are,” he grabs under your knees. Bending your legs, you move up further onto the marble top so you can rest the arches of your feet on the edge. Your legs wide open for him. “Shit,” he licks his lips. “Completely soaked through…” he leans forward arms resting on the sink as he stares down at your wet panties.

Haechan places a gentle kiss on your inner thigh making you jerk from the slightest form of touch. Kissing along your inner thigh you tremble under him. His lips land over your clothed mound. Running his nose over your soaked panties he inhales your scent.

“Haechan!” You squeak.

“You smell so good,” he opens his mouth licking a stripe from your dripping hole to your waiting nub. A guttural growl coming from him, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. “Son of a bitch,” he runs his tongue across his lips. “I knew you would taste good, but not this good…”

“Please, I need you…please…”

Sitting up for just a second Haechan yanks the thin fabric of your underwear off you discarding it onto the floor on top of your jeans. With one tiny kiss to your inner thigh, he dives right in. Tongue flicking over your clit rapidly. Your hand reaching down gripping the back of his head, holding him in place. Mouth hanging open your moans bounce off the bathroom walls. He clamps down around you sucking your sensitive nub hard.

“Fuck! Yes…” You start moving your hips. “So good, feels so fucking good…”

Haechan slides his tongue all over your dripping wet folds. Slurping and gulping down all of your wetness like a thirsty animal. Hands gripping your legs for support as his tongue dips inside of you. Lapping up more of your juices that start pouring from you.

“Ahhhh!!! Fuck!” You scream when his tongue prods your entrance.

“Like that?” He asks against the folds of your pussy. “Like my tongue going inside you?”

“Mmm…yes…” you pant. “Again, please!”

Sitting back Haechan drips down a thick strand of his saliva, coating your pussy. Licking it back up he spreads it around before prodding you with his tongue. Your legs spread farther giving him even more room to work you over with his tongue. Looking up at you he slides his tongue inside of you. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, the feeling of the muscle sliding in and out of you sending you overboard.

“S-So good…” your chest rises and falls quickly. “T-Tongue so good…” you can’t even formulate a complete sentence. Your mind and vision growing foggy from pleasure.

Haechan continues to fuck you with his tongue before he pulls back. Lips drenched in your wetness he kisses a line up to your sensitive waiting clit before kissing over it gently. The small gesture making you shiver and giggle. Chuckling he blows over your sensitive bud, seeing you tremble again.

“You’re so sensitive,” he dips his tongue down flicking it over your clit.

“S-So close…” your hand falls from his hair and onto the counter. Your body feeling lifeless as a strong burning feeling starts to grow inside you.

“You gonna cum for me?” He asks swirling his tongue rapidly over your swollen nub. “Give me all your cum like a good girl?”

“Fuck! Yes!” You scream, your body tensing up. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!” Feeling your legs start to close up around his face, Haechan blocks them with his hands. His lips clamping down tightly as he sucks on your clit. “Ahh!! Fuck! I’m going to cum!” You scream loudly as the feeling of your orgasm starts to wash over you.

And just like that…Haechan pulls away…

“N-No…” you reach out for him. “No! Why did you stop?!” Tears start brimming at your water line. “No…”

Leaning his head against your inner thigh close to your knee, Haechan stares at you fondly. “Not sure if you deserve to cum,” he turns and kisses the bend of your knee.

“Why? Please! I was so close!” Tears fall from your eyes. The feeling of your orgasm already dying down. “Haechan, please!”

Shaking his head, he places his thumb just above your clit. Your hips jerk forward hoping to somehow make his thumb rub over you, but he only presses down harder above your pulsing nub.

“Sorry, but you went from me to Renjun so quickly,” he moves the back of his hand over your soaking folds, barely touching you. The feeling sending chills over your body. “Kissed him in front of me after you helped me get off.” He tsks. “So, why should I let you cum? I really don’t think you deserve it.” His fingers tickle over your entrance.

“A-Ah-Ahhhh!” You gasp for air. “Please…please…”

“And then there was that whole lovey dovey scene after the three-legged race,” he sticks out his tongue in disgust. “How gross could the two of you be?”

“Haechan!” You ball your hands into fists slamming them down. “Please!” More tears fall from your eyes.

“Awe, baby,” he leans forward kissing the tears from your cheeks. “Don’t do that. You’ll hurt your hands.”

“No more teasing! I’m sorry! Please! I just want to cum…please…”

He shakes his head dropping back down to between your legs. “I bet you wouldn’t have even done what I said for tonight’s movie. You would have come down with some skin tight pair of jeans with this delicious,” he licks from your entrance up to your twitching bud in one long hard swipe. “Beautiful,” he kisses the outside of your pussy before kissing your clit, “pussy all covered, wouldn’t you?”

Shaking your head desperate to feel his lips, tongue, mouth on you again you cry for him. “No, I would have done it…please…”

Looking from you down to your clenching pussy he spits onto your clit. Eyes dark when he looks back up at you. “Liar!” He crashes his mouth down onto your bundle of nerves.

“AHHH FUCK!!!” You scream. He swirls his tongue around your clit and sucks so hard until his cheeks hallow and he runs out of breath. “Fuck! Yes! Yes!” You feel your orgasm start to rev up again. “Don’t stop! Don’t fucking stop!” You grip his hair tightly holding him down against your clit firmly. “FUCK!” Pushing against you Haechan pulls away gasping for air. Leaving you again before you could cum. “HAECHAN! YOU JERK!” Tears pour from your eyes. “Why are you doing this to me?!”

Licking his lips, he brings his middle finger up to his lips before opening his mouth. He sucks on his finger, his eyes never leaving yours. He adds his ring and index finger, opening his mouth wide. Something about him doing this has the walls of your pussy clenching tightly. Anticipating what he’s going to do with his fingers.

“Be honest with me,” he covers his fingers until their dripping wet. “You wouldn’t have done it.”

“Wh-What did you expect from me? To come down in a dress commando?! We would be sitting with our friends. Th-There would be no way for you to try anything. Especially not with Sasha, Renjun and Charlotte next to us. They would know! Please, I’m begging you! I can’t take it anymore…” You reach out for him desperate to get your release. “I’ll do anything, just please…I can’t take anymore of this…”

Haechan slides his ring finger inside of you. “Jeno,” he stares at you as he slides his finger in and out of your gaping entrance. “Jaemin,” he adds his middle finger, stretching you out. “Sasha,” he twists his hand as he pushes his index finger inside of you. “Fuck,” he grits his teeth. “So fucking tight…” He opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. His spit drizzling down at your entrance helping to coat his fingers.

Pumping his fingers slowly in and out of you, for the third time you feel your orgasm building up again. “Charlotte,” he curls his fingers inside of you brushing against your g-spot like he already had the blue prints to make you a lifeless doll used for his pleasure.

“Shit!” You tremble as he continues to hit the sensitive spot inside of you. “Please! Don’t you dare stop!”

“Renjun,” he kisses your clit gently, brushing his lips across your painfully aching nerves. “Would have been too busy watching the movie,” he slows down his movements. “All of their eyes glued to the screen, while you would be sitting there like a good girl, pussy bare for me.” He moves faster. “They wouldn’t know that you were soaking my fingers at all.”

“Yes the would have! R-Ren…” you gasp as the fire burns inside of you.

“HEY! WHAT’S GOING ON IN THERE?!” Renjun’s voice comes from outside of the door.

“For fucks sake,” Haechan slows down his movements, pulling his fingers slowly out of your quaking entrance. Your legs shaking terribly. “He’s gotta ruin everything doesn’t he?” He glares towards the door until his eyes widen. “Or does he have to ruin anything?” He turns back to you and just like in the cartoons you swear devil horns and a tail sprout from him. “Don’t worry, baby,” he coos his face going back between your legs. “I’ll take care of you,” he licks over your pussy gently.

“H-Haechan…” your voice is barely that of a whisper, your hand going over your mouth when he starts to suck on your clit. “Sh-Shit…”

“HAECHAN?! I KNOW YOUR IN THERE!” Renjun slams his fists onto the door.

Your head darts to the closed door hoping that Haechan did in fact lock the door. “Seems your little boyfriend wants to come inside and check on you,” Haechan stares at you while eating you out. “Wouldn’t that be a sight to see?” He chuckles kissing around your outer folds. “Seeing you spread open for me desperate to cum.”

“N-No…” You whimper trying your best not to make too much noise.

Haechan pulls back seeing your soaking wet pussy starting to drip down onto the counter. “Such a naughty girl you are,” he slurps up your juices loudly not paying any mind to Renjun’s demands to open the door. “Getting turned on just from the thought of Renjun seeing you like this huh? All fucked out with me between your legs.” He sucks on your clit harshly. Your body twists and turns desperate to scream, shout, moan, to make some kind of noise of pleasure.

“Walking in and seeing your beautiful body on display for me.” He snickers spreading your folds open with his fingers licking over every crevice. “Bet he’d just stand there shocked seeing the girl he likes moaning and yearning for another guy.” Shaking your head as you pant behind your hands. “Ah!” Haechan pops his head up smiling sweetly. Lips swollen and glistening with your wetness, “maybe I should just open the door for him? Who knows, maybe Renjun would join in for some fun?” He winks up at you.

“N-No!” You squeak out. “D-Don’t say that…”

Haechan rubs over your clit with his fingers. “I wouldn’t mind sharing at all,” he spreads his index finger and middle finger enough for his tongue to wiggle over your clit as he continues to rub over you. “Bet you’d like that, huh? Having to guys work you over. Making you cum again and again.”

Your legs give out as the image of Renjun bursting through the door comes to your mind. His eyes wide, jaw slacked as he sees his best friend between your legs eating you. Eyes roaming over your body. Face and ears bright red from shock and lust. You desperately trying to tell him it isn’t what he thinks only for Renjun to pull Haechan away from you. His lips attacking yours before he eats you out. Soft lips and hands caressing you so gently that it feels like you’re floating on a cloud. Completely different from Haechan’s animalistic fervor.

Their hands roaming over your body as they take turns making you cum again and again. Desperate for more, wanting to be filled up by them. To be fucked by them…

“Have you shaking for more,” Haechan curls his fingers again inside of you hitting your g-spot. “Want us to fuck you hard like the little slut you are. Fill you up with our cum.”

Your body starts to shake. “H-Haechan!!!” You scream out loudly as you explode. Your orgasm hitting you like a ton of bricks. Liquid spraying out from you like a pressured hose.

“Fuck!” Haechan moves off to the side as you continue to release your orgasm onto the floor and counter. “Shit, baby…” he stares at you in amazement when you slow down. “So fucking hot,” he rubs over your pussy quickly more of your squirt coming from you.

“AHHHH!!! SHIT!!!!” You cry as you start shivering, body turning into Jell-O.

“Good girl,” Haechan holds you in his arms trying not to slip on the drenched floor you’ve created.  

“Open this damn door now!” Renjun screams from the other side.

Your eyes closing you relish in your orgasm. Body shaking, covered in goosebumps – mind and soul leaving you completely. Smirking at your fucked out state Haechan rushes over to the door unlocking it.

“What?” He peeks his head out.

“What the fuck is going on there?” Renjun’s face and ears burning a brilliant red. “Move!” He pushes against the door making Haechan back away before he gets crushed. Rounding the corner Renjun comes face to face with your lifeless form on the counter. Stripped of everything but your bra.

“WH-WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!”

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PART 4

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Underneath The Christmas Tree

Tags:

Fluff and smut, Christmas time, Decorating Christmas tree, Soft dom Leon S. Kennedy, Sweet, overstimulation, Oral sex, Vaginal sex, Floor sex, Creampie

Summary:

“You wanna do it on the tree rug?”

In which Leon makes hot cocoa twice, you decorate your shared Christmas tree, then have sex underneath it. He's kind of soft domish? I don't really know, but he does pretty much force you to finish a few more times than you wanted, and makes a mess on your tree skirt that may or may not result in having to buy a new one.

I was thinking shortly after Re4, but you've been together for a little while, and recently moved in together. He's a sappy fuck, trying his best to make the holidays the best they can be, while also trying to keep from getting distracted by his pretty girlfriend sitting on the counter. Enjoy!

Text:

“I don’t know what the hell happened! I left it for five goddamn seconds and- this!” I can’t help but laugh, he really is hopeless in the kitchen, that’s why I was so surprised when he told me about his plans to make hot chocolate for the both of us tonight, to celebrate our first Christmas in our new home. He’s so cute, giving me the most evil glare he can manage while he reaches to turn off the burner, embarrassed to have messed up so royally.

“It’s alright. Let me do it, yeah?” He shakes his head, bringing his pan over to the sink to run cool water over it, heaving an annoyed sigh as he scrubs the burnt milk away. I sneak up behind him, arms circling his waist, my cheek pressed to his back. “Don’t be so upset, didn’t I warn you to keep an eye on it?” I did, a few times, because I knew this was gonna happen, he’d take his eyes off it for one reason or another and end up sulking.

“I was, I heard you come in, wanted to say hi.” Course he did, anytime I arrive home he’s at the door as soon as I step inside, ready for a kiss and a “How was it?”. I didn’t expect anything less, and a little wasted milk isn’t a big deal, only to him. “Course I screwed it up. Damnit… I swear, any time I try and be romantic-”

“You are romantic. Let’s make it together, yeah?” He’s finished washing, and I release him to pass him a dish towel to dry his hands, his “thank you” quiet, his smile barely there, but still pleasing to me, my mission to bring him out of his upset mood accomplished. He brings the pan back over, placing it on the non-charred burner, and I follow him, running my hand up his back and into his hair, loving the look he gives me, trying to be stern, but really it’s just affectionate.

“I wanna do it. Sit your pretty ass up here and watch, okay?” He pats the counter, and I relent, moving to hoist myself up, beaten to it by my concerningly strong partner, who grips my hips and sits me nice and gentle on the counter beside the stove, my puckered lips earning me a quick kiss before he gets to work, moving to my other side to measure out the ingredients that need replacing, his eyes flitting back and forth between me and what he’s doing. “You are goddamn distracting. Quit staring at me like that, princess. Don’t wanna fuck up again.” He moves back to the stove, not giving me the contact I want, making an arc around me to avoid my reaching hands. I frown at him, but he doesn’t seem to mind, just smiles softly and presses his lips to my forehead before getting back to work.

“Why am I sitting here if you want me to ignore you?” I lean over, shooed away when he reaches to turn on the heat, milk and cacao and sugar all poured in and stirred by his clumsy hands, sloshing and nearly making another mess before he calms down his whisking, giving me a look once he’s done focusing.

“I don’t know… Make sure I don’t ruin it, I guess.” He lets me bring him in, his hands running up my thighs to rest on my hips, his body between my legs. “I swear, if that goes crazy again because you’re distracting me-”

“It’s not even hot yet. Relax, you’re doing fine.” That does it, he relaxes against me, giving a sweet kiss in reply to my encouragement, pulling back to rest his forehead against mine, just looking at me. He’s been more soft recently, sweeter, always is around the holidays, happy to have someone to spend it with, to give and receive, relishes enjoying something he didn’t get much growing up.

“Y’know, this is probably the best Christmas I’ve ever had. You’re so goddamn perfect, sorry sweetheart, but no gift you buy can be as good as this.” His thumbs fan up under my shirt, cold, rough skin against my stomach making me shiver, his low laugh breathed against my lips.

“I don’t know… I think I got something pretty incredible this year…” A motorcycle, an insane Christmas gift, but I know he plans to go all out, he does every year, and I’m tired of him outshining me in the gift department. He hasn’t bought one, only because it’s not practical, a waste of money, in his eyes, a leftover mindset from when he didn’t have the extra income to own anything other than what was necessary.

“I’m sure it’s great, but you’re better, always.” He presses his lips to mine briefly, pulling back to take a look at the cocoa, which is just starting to bubble. “Fuck, gotta be careful.” He leaves his place in front of me, stepping in front of the stove and stirring diligently, brows creased, worried about another bubbly mess sneaking up on him. “Your gifts are pretty damn good, I think. I still got some more I need to get, haven’t had the chance…” He’s been busy, as soon as he gets back home he’s been getting sent back out, tonight being one of the few nights he’s been left without any crisis’ to deal with, which is why he suggested decorating our new Christmas tree, and making hot cocoa as a treat.

“Really? Jesus, I told you to tone it down this year…” I did, after last year, when the entire underside of my tree along with a nearby closet was covered in things he picked up over the month, which was of course flattering but also insane.

“I am, I can’t help it, everything reminds me of you, princess.” God he’s sweet, giving me his handsome smile before going back to watching the cocoa, reaching his free hand down to pet the dog when he emerges from down the hall, ready for some attention. “Hey bud. Have a good nap?” He’s a mutt, size of a German shepherd, a mangy thing, but Leon loves him, and so do I. “You better’ve, sleeping in my damn bed, sneaky little shit…” He lets him get away with everything, can’t be mad at him for chewing slippers or carrying off whatever he can find sitting on tables, but I can’t either, he’s too sweet, only fond of Leon and I, a rescue, found on one of Leon’s missions and brought home with him once he was checked out for any signs of Bio-anything.

“You bad boy, taking advantage of your dear old dad.” He’s after me now, laying his head on my thigh, staring at me until I pet him, scratching at the base of his ears, his favorite thing. “You really are spoiled, huh? Sweet dog.” Once he’s done greeting the both of us he leaves, settling himself down in his usual spot in front of the couch, ignoring his expensive ass dog bed in the corner to lay on the hardwood.

“ ‘s your fault he’s like that, you treat him like a baby.” He’s teasing, aware that isn’t the full truth, even if I do give him special treatment, Leon’s worse, giving him more treats than meals, spending majority of the time I’m not home letting him do things he’s not supposed to be getting away with.

“He was spoiled before I ever met him, don’t pin it on me.” I give him a glare and a stern finger, but he isn’t bothered to take me serious, just gives me a look and a little amused smile, continuing with the cocoa, adding vanilla and chocolate chips, taking the recipe he has pulled up on his phone very serious.

“Maybe, that was a long time ago…” It really was, time has been flying recently, both our jobs keeping us busy, us keeping each other busy when they don’t. “Think it’s done…” He looks to me for approval, and I take a look, nothing out of the ordinary, or burnt up all over the stove.

“Looks good. See, I’m not distracting.” He turns off the burner, reaching over and around me to grab a couple Christmas mugs he has hung above the sink. He pauses before he leaves his spot between my legs, giving me a look that I think is supposed to be disbelief, but it’s really just pouty.

“I’m just good at keeping from getting distracted.” I hum, raising my eyebrows, and he kisses me, setting the cups at my side to lay hid hand on my cheek, planting gentle kisses against my lips, letting out a pleased sigh when I slide my hands up the back of his shirt.

“What’s going on right now, then?” He pulls back, shocked, huffing and prying himself away from me, ignoring my protests as he moves to pour our treat into matching mugs, one red, one green.

“Maybe you won’t be getting gifts this year… You’re bad, might have to tell Santa to put you on the naughty list.” He gives me a look, and I laugh, hopping down off the counter to wrap my arms around his waist, speaking sweetly into his back.

“C’mon, don’t do that… I’m sure there’s…” I trail my hand down the front of his shirt, further, fingers sliding over the front of his pants. “Some way I could make it up to-”

“God, sweetheart, quit it! You’re gonna make me spill this!” I relent, pleased with the light desperation in his voice, and not wanting to ruin the wholesome feel of tonight just yet. “Fuck, you are distracting, can’t even do something nice without… Being seduced…” I laugh, pressing my face into his back, loving the feel of warm muscle on my cool skin.

“Yeah, well I can’t even watch you do something nice without wanting to seduce you.” That gets a laugh out of him, rumbled against me, a pleased feeling settling over me when he spins in my arms, looking down at me with a light smile of his own.

“Well keep it in your damn pants, we’ve got a tree to take care of before I can worry about taking care of you.” He shoos me off toward the living room, and I follow his quiet command, only after pressing up on tip toes to press my lips to his, earning myself a handsome smile.

“Okay… We’ve got a lot here… Think both our stuff is a little overboard, huh?” He follows along behind me, both of us looking at our bare tree, his arms coming around my waist, his chin tucked to rest on my shoulder.

“ ‘s not ours without both of our stuff… Maybe not all of it.” He sways us gently, humming quietly to himself, just happy to be in my presence, even if we are wasting time standing around. “We need some music.” He leaves, only after laying a quick kiss where his chin was resting, and I watch him walk over to the coffee table, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV, scrolling until he finds what he’s looking for.

“If you play that rock remix shit I’m gonna kill you.” He gives me a bashful look when I peer at him over my shoulder, pausing my search through my box to give him a stern look. His plan is foiled, and he picks some generic Christmas playlist, leaving the remote to pick up our mugs, carrying them over to where I’m bent over.

“Try it.” I take the glass, sipping it, exaggerating my pleased noise at the taste. I take another drink, smooth and chocolatey.

“It’s so good, chef Leon.” I give him a quick kiss, and he looks pleased when I pull away, taking his own sip before gasping and prying my cup from my hands, taking off toward the kitchen without a word. “Okay, Mr. Mysterious…” I let him wander off on his own, opting to continue pulling out and unwrapping ornaments, looking up only when he comes back, whipped cream filling the empty space that was on top of our glasses, an empty cup hanging from his pinky, the whipped cream can tucked between his elbow and side. “You’re feeding the dog whipped cream?” He looks at me like I just asked the dumbest question ever, nodding slowly and handing over my mug before making his way to the dog, laid on the floor, watching the whole thing, waiting patiently for the treat he knows is coming.

“Course I am. It’s his favorite. Right bud? You want some?” He does, his tail beating against the couch the second he lays eyes on the bottle. “Okay, paw.” He offers his hand, which Buddy slams his paw into, not even giving Leon the chance to ask for the other before he gives it. It’s awfully cute, Leon on one knee on the floor, Buddy whining at him as he waits for the treat, which he gets pretty easily, Leon never has been one to enforce patience with him, not that I can blame him when the damn dog is so cute.

“Jesus, you’re gonna give him a stomach ache, you really think he needs that much?” He filled the whole glass, and then some, setting it down right in front of him instead of making him go to the kitchen.

“Course he does. He’s a big guy, right buddy?” He pets the top of his head, talking to him like he’s his son, which he may as well be, the way Leon dotes on him.

“Right, now get your ass over here and help.” His “Yes ma’am!” Is immediate, drawing a light laugh out of me as he comes to my side, digging through his own box, a lot less well kept, pulling unwrapped items out of piles of paper, one of which he holds up for me to see, a little sugar cookie of my initial, something he bought our first Christmas together, something he always puts at the very top, in lieu of a topper, which looks pretty silly, but the sentiment is nice. “That thing is not going up top, the angel has to.” He frowns, moving to hang it up against my wishes, coming to me once he’s done, getting in my space, his hand on my waist, his lips close to my ear.

“You are my angel, sweetheart.” I can’t argue with that, just give him a playful shove away and get back to it, both of us working to fill the tree with both his and my items, which look silly paired together, but that doesn’t matter, because it’s ours. We finish around half an hour later, and I somehow got roped into sitting with him and finishing our cocoa on the tree skirt, which, to my annoyance, he keeps calling “The tree rug”.

“You’re all glittery, princess.” He’s smiling, wiping some of the supposed glitter off my face, grin blowing wider when I groan. “Don’t worry, still pretty as ever.” He’s cute, so sweet he could rot the teeth out of you, absolutely perfect.

“Leon?” He hums, eyes meeting mine, his thumb giving up on getting rid of the glitter. “Is that… Mistletoe?" It is, a little fake plant hung a few inches above our heads, something a friend got for me years ago and hung above my entryway to try and get me to make a move on Leon, which didn't work, we didn't get together until the following spring.

“Sure is… Well, can’t break tradition, right?” He doesn’t give me the chance to answer, leaning forward to press the sweetest, gentlest kiss to my lips, his hand cupped softly over my jaw. I pull him back in when he moves to back away, keeping our lips locked as I make my way forward, rested over his lap by the time I give both of us a moment to breath. He looks excited, happy, affectionate, all that, staring up at me with his arms around my waist.

“You wanna do it on the tree rug?” I laugh, caught extremely off guard, but not at all bothered by the request, excited, if anything, a great end to a lovely night.

“Only if you stop fucking calling it that.”

“Deal.” We both lean back in, kisses more desperate, quick, his hands gliding up my back, mine on the side of his neck and carded through his hair. “God… ‘s been too damn long-” He groans against my lips when I grind into him, the sound heavenly, prompting me to do it again, his hips meeting mine, a hand coming down to guide my hips, helping me work into him as he works his lips down my neck. “Can’t get… Enough of you… ‘s never… any less perfect…” I yank on his hair when he sucks a mark at the base of my throat, drawing a low groan out of him, his hips pressing up a little harder, his fingers tight on my skin.

“Leon, you can’t-

“Sorry- Fuck, sorry baby. No more.” He relents, though I can’t even be mad at him for a hickey, even if it is kind of trashy, I know how pleased it makes him, in his quiet, possessive way. “You just drive me so fucking crazy. Here- Let me take this off.” He pulls my shirt up over my head, groaning and mouthing at the exposed skin above the cup of my bra, his hands squeezing and pressing into my ass, his hips moving purposefully, dragging the head of his dick over my clit through our clothes, the rough friction drawing a surprised moan out of me. “That’s it, princess, let that pretty voice out, yeah?” He watches me, drinking in my expression as he moves against me, one hand sneaking up my back to undo my bra, giving a pleased smirk when he pops the clasp first try.

“Take this off.” I tug at his shirt, and he laughs, using the hand that isn’t guiding my hips into his to help me get it off.

“Bossy, huh?” He’s back to kissing, making his way quickly from my jaw back down to my breast, moaning and sucking gently on my nipple, letting his teeth graze over my flesh before trailing his lips to the side, sucking a dark hickey into the spot to the inside of the nipple he just covered in spit. “I don’t mind… talk to me, sweetheart, tell me you want this.” I moan, bringing his lips back up to mine with a hold on his hair, pressing wet, open-mouthed kisses to his lips, loving the happy sigh he breaths against me when we part.

“Of course I want you. You were the one who said tree first.” I shrug, and he smiles, looking too damn good with his hair all messy, his lips shining with both our spit.

“Right. Well… Now it’s time for me to receive my favorite gift.” He pushes me back, laid out under the tree below him, watching him watch me, whatever I had to say about that comment dying on my lips when I see the look he’s giving me, all love, so affectionate, happier than ever. “I love you so damn much.” He’s kissing his way up, over the length of my pants, up my stomach and between my breasts, pausing to press his lips to the mark he lift, then trailing up my neck, hovering over me once he’s done. “You look so damn pretty… Laid out for me… Shit, you’re making it real hard to take my time.” He kisses me, slow, loving, one of his hands to the side of my neck, the other slowly drawing my leg up to hook over his hip. “I hate being away from you, sweetheart… Wish I could be here all the time… Wake you up with a shitty breakfast that took three tries…” I smile against his lips, and he sighs, big and relaxed, meeting my lips and kissing me until I’m mush, both of us soft and happy.

“Leon, don’t you think you should… Unwrap your gift.” He chuckles, nodding, giving me a dazzling, affectionate smile before he sits himself up, grabbing onto the sides of my pants.

“Sorry princess, keeping you waiting too long?” He watches my pants pull down my legs, his eyes low and happy, his gaze fixing back onto my face for a moment before he comes back up, placing another quick kiss to my lips before settling himself between my legs, broad shoulders shimmying between my thighs, holding them apart as he takes a look at my underwear, definitely soaked after making out and grinding for way too long. “God, I must have, you’re soaked through.” He groans, leaning in to kiss at the wetness, his lips slick when he pulls back, a dazed look on his face. “Should’ve had you as my treat instead of the cocoa, you’re so goddamn sweet I’m gonna end up with a cavity.” He thinks he’s funny, chuckling at his words before leaning back in, eyes peering up at me as he trails kisses up the front of my underwear, pausing to suck lightly on my clit, smiling against me when I squirm.

“Can you not-” He knows, he’s torturing me on purpose, not that I don’t enjoy it, but I’d much rather get what I want without having to ask.

“Let me enjoy my gift, yeah? I know you like it, just relax.” I do like it, even if it is making me clench every muscle in my body, his pleased expression making me shaky. “That’s it… Just lay back and watch, hm? I’ll treat you real nice…” He spends some more time sucking on my clit, moaning into me when I card a hand through his hair, his fingers tightening against my hips. He’s too composed, too smooth when he’s not worked up enough, and he knows it, he’s driving me crazy on purpose, talking and touching all with a lightness that is both lovely and killing me.

“Should probably take these off so I can do it right, huh?” I moan in agreement, and he gives in, backing up to draw my panties down my legs, taking a longing look at the, honestly embarrassing, amount of slick covering the crotch before tossing them to the side. “Jesus, baby, gonna make a mess all over the rug…” He settles back down, just looking at me, making no move to fulfill his promise.

“Skirt-” I cut myself off, gasping at the feel of cold air blown on my clit, his low laugh rumbling through him before he closes his lips around it, switching between sucking and licking, moaning loud and excited against me, his hands squeezing as he does.

“Enjoying yourself, Leon?” He groans, the vibration against me making me let out my own pleasured noise, his voice low when he speaks, not bothering to separate his lips from my skin.

“God yes, always…” He draws a hand around, pressing a finger inside, sure to curl it up a little too gently on the way out, still teasing even when his mouth is working me up. “You act like you haven’t soaked your panties sucking my dick, sweetheart.” I ignore that, busy staring up at the tree above my head, our ornaments all mixed up, his sucking and licking turning into quick motions of his tongue, another finger pressing inside before he presses up fully. I start to shake from the harsh stimulation, letting out moans, and so does he, pulling his mouth back to look at me, thumb of his working hand taking over to rub quick circles into my clit, pausing after a few seconds to collect some slick before trailing back up.

“You look so damn good, shaking and moaning for me. You’re fucking perfect.” He mouths at my thigh, watching my face, smiling against me when I start to shake again. “Gonna cum, sweetheart? I bet, you’re squeezing me.” He keeps going, not making any move to speed up, just slowly working me up. “You’re almost there, c’mon. Cum on my fingers, soak this rug…”

“It’s a-”

“Skirt. I know, now give it to me, cum all over me, please baby-” He cuts himself off, his mouth busy licking at my release, his thumb working me through it, his free hand holding me down as I squirm against him, his moans and thumb on my clit drawing it out a few extra seconds.

“Okay, fuck- Stop, stop! Fucking-” He doesn’t, lips latched onto my clit making my legs tremble over his shoulders, which earns me a strangled moan straight into my overstimulated nerves. “Leon, please, stop, fucking hurts.” He lets his thumb take over, smiling at me while I whine and writhe, not seeming at all put off by the painful pleasure he’s putting me through.

“Just one more, okay? You can do it, it’s only one more.” I groan, pressing my head back into the floor and screwing my eyes shut, his mouth going back to work, a choked sound coming out of me when I feel another orgasm coming. “See? You can handle it. Feels good, huh? Didn’t soak me good enough the first time. Relax, princess, quit fighting it and just feel good…” I try, but it’s too much, my whole body tight with what’s coming, his thumb moving too quick and too harsh for me to get a second of calm between the whining and moaning and writhing. “There you go, just go ahead and cum for me, let me have it, you’re holding my fingers inside, can barely fuck you properly with how fuckin’ tight you are.” I’m cumming, the pleasure dull, just a constant state of tense, unyielding, torturous good, and he’s loving it, whining and kissing and licking all over while letting his fingers work me back down. “There you go, that’s so good baby, you’re so good, so pretty cumming for me, letting me give you your gift, yeah?” He laughs, and I grab his wrist, pulling his fingers out of me before he gets the idea to keep going.

“Leon…” I’m breathless, don’t even have it in me to look at him, opting to just stare up at the tree while I calm back down, cold hands ghosting my sides making me shiver.

“Yes, pretty girl?” He comes into view, hovering above me, smiling, way too pleased with himself. “Damn, I really did you in, huh? Wanna go take a shower?” I frown, pulling him down by his neck into a slow kiss, pressing my sweaty forehead against his to speak.

“We’re not done.” He smiles, letting out a surprised scoff, one of his hands running up my side to play with my nipple.

“Yeah? You want another?” I shake my head, dramatic, scared he’ll kiss his way back down and hold me still while he forces another orgasm out of me.

“No, do me.” He laughs, sitting himself up to unbutton his pants, watching me as he pushes them along with his underwear down, leaning back over me on hands and knees to kick them off.

“You are feeling bossy today, huh? Lucky me, I guess.” He kisses me, soft and slow, romantic, offset by the feel of him tapping his dick on my pubic bone. “You know this means you’re cumming again, yeah?” I give him a look, but he ignores that, focusing down at what he’s doing, rubbing the head of his dick up and down, trailing slick, making me flinch every time it slides over my clit. “I’m not cumming unless you’re milking me, sweetheart. You still want it?” We both his when he presses the head to my hole, just barely stretching me.

“Yes, Leon, just-” He pushes in unbearably slow, watching my face, groaning at the feeling of me around him. I’m sure he’s aching, he’s been hard for a solid half hour without much relief.

“Fuck, you’re so- Ah-! Tight…” He sits still, and I give him a look, his expression going sheepish. “Gimme a second, sweetheart, don’t wanna… Cut this short…” He groans quietly, leaning in to press messy, sweet kisses to my lips while he calms himself down, the feel of him resting inside me, stretching me out, making me clench around him. “Stop that- Fucking ngh! Please, just be patient, please…” I am, trying to keep myself under control for the next few seconds, the feel and sound of him pulling out shocking me, his hips angled up before he moves, dragging along the skin of my insides how he knows I like.

“Leon- can you-”

“Yeah, fuck, I’ll speed it up, you’re just so damn tight, gotta make you finish first baby.” He presses his thumb back to my clit, and I groan, trying and failing to push his hand away. “I warned you, sweetheart, you wanted it, so take it.” He’s barely holding himself together, thrusting slow and deep, grinding into me once he’s seated inside.

“Shit, no more… Please, stop…” I can’t even tell if he hears me, until he pulls his thumb away, one last, rough slide against my tender clit before he brings it to his lips, his hips continuing their work as he sucks my mess off his finger, his low eyes watching my face.

“Fine, pretty girl, I’ll get you off like this, then.” He lets himself down onto his elbows, shuffling forward a little so my hips are propped up on his knees, giving him a better angle, his face tucked to my throat when he speeds up, moaning loud into my neck, whining out whatever comes to mind when he feels me shake, all too aware his voice gets me off. “Shit, so pretty, so fucking hot. I’m so glad we met, you’re so damn perfect. I love you- god- fucking love you baby.” I’m clawing into his back, but he doesn’t mind, likes it, whining and moaning into my skin as he thrusts a little harder, the sound of skin slapping obscenely erotic over the Christmas music playing. “You’re shaking, c’mon, just one more, need you to- Ah- milk my dick… Yes, god, sweetheart, you feel so good, do you feel good? C’mon, talk to me princess, you’re not- Ngh- Shit, you’re not that fucked out.” I am, nothing coherent coming to mind, the only things I can do are look up at the tree and let him fuck into me over and over.

“Nnh-Good, ‘s-Hah- good, Gonna cum. Gonna-mm-” I give up on talking, and that seems to be enough for him, a whiny moan hummed against me before he starts kissing and sucking wherever his lips can reach, his hips speeding up a little more when he can feel me tightening over him.

“Yeah? Oh shit, you are. Squeezing the life-Ah- outta me. Just a little more, you can take it. You’re doing so good, all you have to do is cum one more time. Just cum all over my dick, suck me dry, baby. I need it, need to feel you, give it to me, you’re right there just fucking-” He closes his teeth over my neck, whining as I squeeze him, my orgasm just a hazy pleasure, my brain mushy as I work my hips to meet his, letting my eyes close to listen to his desperate string of whines before he cums. “Fuck, that’s it, squeeze my-Ah- dick. Gonna cum, you want it? Fuck, feels so fucking good, I love you, I love you-” He pauses, hips grinding as deep as he can get them, the heat of his cum seeping into me making me moan, his own low groan choked and needy. “Yes, kiss me, kiss me-” He moans against my lips, fucking his cum into me, both of us groaning at the overstimulation. We stay like that for a moment, until he’s soft. He slips out, leaning back and away to get a good look at the mess he made.

“White christmas, huh?” He laughs, coming back for another kiss before pulling me up along with him, seating me gently in his lap, careful not to touch my aching sex, his arms circling around to hold me to him, his cheek against my chest as he gazes up at me, warm and affectionate, post orgasm glow doing him exceptionally well.

“We made a mess…” I give a look to the slick and cum soaked spot, unsure if it’s even cleanable, not looking forward to finding out. He’s smiling when I look back at him, basking in the closeness, happy to have someone, be something to someone.

“It’s fine. As long as it’s our mess.”

Sappy fuck.

#fluff #re fluff #re smut #leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #romance #relationship #sweet and sexy

[qu0kkarambles]

Day 7 - Sunoo

Warnings- smut (minors dni), pet play, collars, dom reader, orgasm denial, teasing, hand jo

Authors note- can’t believe we’re a week in already and I really hope y’all are enjoying reading these as much as I enjoy writing them. Also I live reading your comments and asks so please keep sending them they truly make my day

Sitting in your apartment in front of your tv with Sunoo resting his head in your lap was your favourite place in the world. The soft fluffy cat ears perched atop his messy blonde hair melted seamlessly into him, as if they were a part of him all along.

The soft white leather collar sat snug around his neck, the small heart shaped locket resting against his adams apple, moving slightly each time he swallowed. The worn leather was a few years old now, your first gift to Sunoo when you had begun dating. As soon as you felt comfortable enough around Sunoo, and he was comfortable enough around you in a sub space, you collared him, desperate to keep him to yourself.

Looking back to that time always made you nostalgic. You were both so unsure, not wanting to push the others boundaries but desperate to explore further. And once you did, you were inseparable.

Since the day you gifted Sunoo his white leather collar, he wore it any time he was home, usually opting to keep it off while out and about in public. But you didn’t care. When he was home he was all yours. And when he was out, his fingers would be adorned by rings you had gifted him. You had made certain, even without his collar, he was wearing you on him always.

You look back down to him as he moves his head, snuggling further into your thighs as he gets more comfortable. You ruffled your hand through his hair, his face turning to look toward you.

‘Comfy their kitten?’ You asked, hand moving from his hair to cup his cheek.

‘Mhmm comfy’ he replied quietly, head nodding as you could see his tiredness.

‘Sit up for me pretty’ your hands left his face as confusion furrowed his brows. He’d been so comfortable and hadn’t wanted to move, and seeing his face you chuckled, ready to explain.

‘Don’t worry kitten you can come back in a minute. I just have something I want to give you.’

As he sat up from your lap, you stood to leave him on the sofa. Heading quickly to your room, you pulled out the small box from under your bed, carrying it with you as you headed back towards your boyfriend.

‘Got you a little present kitten. Hope you like it’ you said as you handed him the box. Perching next to him, you watched as he carefully but quickly undid the silk ribbons holding the box shut. He tossed them aside as he removed the lid, only to see a pastel pink collar sat amongst tissue paper and chocolates.

His eyes lit up as he carefully took the collar from its box, fingers deftly working their way over the smooth fresh leather. The silver bell on the front drew his attention as he flipped the collar, mesmerised by its simple beauty.

‘I saw your collar was starting to look tatty. Wanted my pretty kitty to have a nice new one. Do you like it?’ You asked as you sat patiently waiting for his answer. His eyes never left the collar in his hands as he began to frantically nod, finally lifting his head to see you only to capture your lips with his own.

His mood was contagious, his happiness seeping into the kiss and causing you both to start giggling into the kiss. You finally broke the kiss, pushing softly at his chest before reaching your hands to the back of his neck.

‘Come on kitty. Let’s get you into your new collar yeah?’ You said as you worked open the silver metal clasp. Pulling the worn leather from his neck, you quickly replaced it with his new pink collar, the bell tingling as you positioned it against his soft skin.

‘There you go kitty. So pretty for me’ you said as you dropped your lips to his neck, leaving small kisses just below the leather.

He quickly became more and more breathy, his short moans becoming more frequent as you focused your kisses along his neck, above and below his new collar.

You knew how sensitive his neck could be, hence why he loved collars so much. And you loved how worked up he could get from kissing along his neck and jaw, his breathing becoming increasingly more laboured.

You hand snakes its way down his torso, stopping when it found the bulge in his pants. He’d become so worked up, as soon as your hand made contact, his hips began to buck and a small whine was dragged from his lips, desperation obvious across his face.

You continued to worship his neck as your hand palmed him over his clothes, his small moans becoming more frequent and growing more breathy with every movement.

‘Y/n~~. Too much. Please.’ He begged, hips bucking into your touch as you slowed your movements.

‘Come on kitten, let’s get you out of these.’ As you spoke, your hands found their way to his pants, tugging them down as you finished. You could now clearly see how much Sunoo had been affected by your touch, his arousal painfully obvious.

Taking him in your hand, you began your movements once more, this time without the added barrier of clothing. His whines grew instantly louder, your free hand tugging on his collar to pull his face closer to yours.

‘Stay quiet kitty’

He nodded frantically, trying too hard to focus on holding his orgasm to try being too quiet. He tried his best, but was quickly moaning louder and louder as he came closer and closer to the edge.

‘Y/nnnn~. Pleas can I cum? Please need to cum please’ he begged as he squirmed beneath you.

‘Aww does pretty kitty want to cum?’

‘Please need to cum please ‘m so close’

‘Hmm so pretty for me kitten. But not yet’

You removed your hands from him, his hips still bucking into the air as you stood, gesturing to your room before walking to leave.

‘Cmon kitten. Let’s see how good you can be for me’

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[seancamerons]

I love coloring, designing, and writing so much.

Doing these things keeps my mood so good, and happy. I 💖 it. I love being a creative! It's awesome. While I do get critical of my designs and writing, but I've made progress, and I can be super dedicated and passionate and happy accidents are reframed from what id normally view as a mistakes or id criticize it to where its no longer fun and happy.

I'm so thankful I was able to overcome and press onwards on my creativity journey, especially after i suffered with perfectionist times and burn out for the better part of 8 years. Only a decade ago I focused primarily on writing and creating passion projects as opposed to other things and I've become more driven and find myself loving and trusting the processes to come what may and everyday little chips away at the negatives and looking at the good and the positives. It's awesome I was able to do that and look at things differently. Even older projects I am less critical and look at it as it is, a journey, where the destination is eventually a thing but in the moment the present I'm focusing on the big picture and not getting overwhelmed. Although occasionally the little things make it worthwhile too, they're big parts of the puzzle of hodgepodge I call life. Like a variety pack of chocolates ,you never know. If anyone is feeling down or ultra critical just know that you never know until you start. Whatever you do my asvkce is to never criticize straight out the gate or downtqlk or downplay your dreams and ideas, even if they're mostly fantastical or unrealistic to you or others. You can find joy in that. It might not even look good to you at first but don't discount yourself, just get up and try again and maybe revisit and come back there is no shame in trying.

That being said, you ever said kind words about my creative projects and supported me on my various projects over the years, that is great, here is a giant thank you. It means so much, and I appreciate those words and positivity and support generally. ✨️

Also many thanks tumblr too for existing and giving me a place to be sharing and working with like minded folks. To me it's not a hellsite, but a outlet for me and others like me, or different from me to grow for the past decade plus and hopefully for many years to come. It took me a long time to get to this place, it took fails, false starts, therapy, comforting myself and kind words and even high spirited cracks qnd self criticisms to let go of my sometimes high expectations and standards I'd unrealistically set for myself. I was goddamn hard on myself. I was miserable and not even confident, and sometimes I'd discount myself and my skills or feel down or feel something was ugly even if it got notes or recognition I thought it was pity or a joke. I used to be and still can be sensitive too, that went hand in hand with my low esteem for myself and pettaining to myself. Idk why I thought it could be easy, a life in the creative realm but it's a double edged sword. The way I saw it I was preparing myself for crits. Hard-core crits that decimated my dreams initially and turned me into what I was. No more. I don't really like who I was then. I want to instil that to my friends here that failure isn't a measure of you as a human, you give up too easily or procrastinate? You are setting yourself up to feel the same on other things too.

Fot instance, I forced myself to uphold comparisons to help me, when it only hindered, and now I am at peace, finally. I wish I knew what I knew before, years ago in college fighting so hard, that one day I'd be at peace with myself, decisions, just because I failed once it's not my destiny or destination, it ain't over until it's over and to me it's only just begun.

Love always, Brimi

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#words #about me #happy creativity #design #art #coloring #coloring books #writing #writing tag #criticism #reviews #comments #support #positivity #motivation #thoughts

[so2uv]

☆★ sol's review of jj's radio show !!

for @junjiie's eyes only. listened to this stuff for the first time on friday and then listened again to write reviews so the downside is that im eepy while doing this-

chocolate / kylie minogue : i fuck with this ngl. it's chill. idk how many times i can listen to her voice before having to remove the song from my playlist though TwT breathy singers aren't my fave... also im sorry the way she said chocolate had me crying- 50/50 on how much i like it bc it'll depend what mood im in i suppose

the desolation tango / tv girl : funky start jump scared me a bit 😭 but i like it!! the little key melody in between the singing is cute and the song gives me cozy vibes. added to my study playlist lol kfdjh

artificial love / exo : have not actually listened to this song before- have not had the time to watch the fancam you sent me yet but... it's cool!! when they harmonize on "artificial love" im about to roll around on the ground and kick my feet and bite my fist and and.

10 minutes / lee hyori : beyonce esc was my first thought and stuck with me all the way through for the song. the little funky beat at 1:31 is interesting and i like the way it broke the song up so not everything is monotone. quite liked this one!!! heheh

bland new / soul scream : girlie... 6:18 for a song... appreciate me sitting through this- /j nah you're right it's pretty good. i like calmer rap if that makes sense idk words are leaving my brain like im not literate enough for this but the beat is nice and it's not too fast past. gives more old school rap style where it wasn't as focused on the speed of the words. pretty good for rap imo

monster zero / king geedorah : ... jump scare crying i straightened when the song started so fast there was a crack in my spine 😟😭 audio collages are so cool though... kind of loving this. wouldn't listen to it on a regular playlist bc it's an audio collage and i prefer um idk a better word but put together songs?? that sounds mean. im not trying to be mean help. erm yeah but it's cool and i'd totally listen to this on the bus or when walking alone!!! love the vibes of it

vervain / mf doom : instrumentals are so cool but same kind of listening thing as monster zero: don't really put those on playlists too much. i really liked this one though :DD maybe bc it's late at night & more toned down beats are nicer but it's a chaotic sort of peace to the music which is smth i like here.

enter galactic / kid cudi : "i once used to dream so sweet // until i had a taste of you" ayo??? the bars??? fucking love that line. space themed songs around metaphors are coolio heh. kid cudi slayed this one; i really like this one too!!

freelance / toro y moi : i can't really with the beginning... not a fan of the gagging like effects D: but i see what you mean with the jerky and broken up style! they do it well

pretzel / nct dream : this song 😭 reminds you 😭 of me??? 😭 consider me flattered. i don't actually like too many of nct's songs ngl but this one is p cool!! vibing with the switch from funky and kind of jerky to the vocals for the pre-chorus -> chorus. adding to playlist

happiness / red velvet : ok the beginning switch up had me go eyes wide im too eepy for this listening sesh sorry 🙁 red velvet slaps though this song is quite nice and i vibe. i like the style and the mix up of smooth with kind of jerky and broken up bits. you have a theme i see with songs you like 👁️ keeping that in mind next time i recommend you smth. also putting this on my playlist in the morning... hope i don't forget lmfao-

freak like me / sugarbabes : ok ok i see you with this. the blend at 2:18 was done so well im crying the switch was nicely put and isn't too obvious but just noticeable enough to where you go "oh shit" in a good way. another playlist add on bc tehe would totally listen to this more.

and that concludes sol's reviewing corner!! hope you enjoyed and um. if i missed any songs bc of the fact that my inbox is congested and i missed one when scrolling through the stuff you sent... erm don't mention it :DD overall, very nice picks. wish i was literate enough to give good replies to this but tis the life of a night owl fdkjgh

#💭. mutters ! #// help this was all typed at 1 am let's pretend it's all coherent enough- #// passing out now gn

[aliceindaisychains999]

OMG just saw your post and got me remembering what I was about to ask. Been busy with school and making fanarts 😓 Okay, this is for both IronPetals and Edelweiß, what will you guys do during Christmas? Any activities you have in mind, perhaps?

(That’s okay! You should be focusing on important things. I’ve been loving your fanart by the way, you always do such a beautiful job💖) First is Edelweiß with Primis Edward.

I didn’t put much thought into holidays. But to my surprise, Madeline also had considered Christmas to be a difficult time of year. We decided from this point onward to make sure our Christmases would always be filled with joy, all to make up for what we’ve endured.

One of our favorite things to do it go to New York City. It’s organized as follows: Visit the Christmas Tree in Rockefeller Center, then attend Bryant Park’s Christmas Fair, go to the Japanese bookstore that’s nearby and then finish the evening with a nice dinner. I would say my favorite part has to be the park because the atmosphere is so cheerful, there’s an ice skating rink und the lights are spectacular. I also really enjoy sharing a dessert crepe with her.

And then dragging him to Nintendo World!

Oh, goodness. Pardon me, I almost forgot the part when I have to make sure I don’t lose her among the crowd because someone wants to go to Nintendo.

But… Super Mario.

We have Mario at home! You do not need 20 Marios in your room! Silly.💕 As I was saying, we also love decorating the whole house for Christmas, followed by me helping her bake. Half the time, we sneak downstairs by the Christmas tree to enjoy it. There’s something about those colored lights that brighten up the mood. We always end up falling asleep. I…usually fall asleep on her chest. She keeps me warm in the winter. And she also teases I have doctor hands because they’re cold. I can’t stay mad knowing I have a human radiator by my side.

I am looking forward to baking year, she said she’d make little gingerbread teddy bears! How wunderbar to finally have a teddy bear that doesn’t invoke anger in me!

I haven’t made gingerbread before, so I hope it comes out good.

Have faith, mein dear engel. Baking is a science. Und luckily for you, you have a professional to make sure it all goes according to plan.

Aww, thank you honey! Already, I think you’re so much sweeter than the cookies we plan to bake.

*giggling* Is that mistletoe above you? I think someone is need of some kisses💋💋💋

Gross! Get a room for pete’s sake.

Ja, because it’s not like you’d be all over the Madeline from your timeline, would you? I honestly pity her.

Whatever. Can I talk now?

I’m sorry, Dempsey. I was so excited to finally gush about Maddie. Go right ahead.

As for MY Maddie, Christmas is always a good time. It’s kind of the same thing with a few more extra things to do.

I love putting on National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation with her! Man, it’s so funny and still holds up after all these years. I feel like I’m gonna bust a lung every time the squirrel scene happens! Ha ha ha! It just isn’t Christmas without it.

She was also really sweet to share her Advent Calendar with her. I feel bad though… Had to buy a new one after I sort of ate the whole thing. Tank Dempsey doesn’t do well with patience. I did buy a new one and a chocolate Santa as an apology.

It’s not your fault you were excited. Thank you for thinking of me anyways.

Of course I would, sweetheart! But you deserve better than that. Honestly, I can’t think of anything else since I’m too busy focusing on what to get her this year. I want to make sure she’s happy with all the gifts I got her. Sure, Christmas is about the people you love and not getting gifts. But I have to do something! I’ll take on Santa’s job for him! But maybe leave me some eggnog instead of a glass of milk. I’ve been waiting all year!

Oh, and by the way… The mistletoe’s right here Maddie ;) *He is holding one right over his head*

#ironpetals #edelweiß #i’m so sorry it took forever #i think we’re all getting tired

[in-my-feels-probably]

OMG OMG CONGRATULATIONSS!!!!!

So super proud of you for this! You deserve every bit of it.

For the celebration:

I'm a she/her and I'm straight. Please ship me with someone from the Marauder's Era either, James, Sirius, or Remus. I'm 5'4, chocolate brown eyes, black hair with light brown skin. I also wear glasses.

I strive for academic validation, but also have some mental health issues. Hard combo to handle sometimes. I love exploring, trying new things and taking risks. Like I always say, boundaries are meant to be explored and rules meant to be broken (within a limit ofc).

I love writing, reading, singing, and acting. I'm pretty goofy when in a good mood.

I'm also a very emotional person. As in, I look for emotional connections in all of my relationships (platonic or otherwise).

Again, congratulations on reaching 700!!

hi! thank you for participating!

i ship you with sirius!

i think he would have a lot in common with you. he loves to take risks, his whole thing is about displeasing his parents, and he’d definitely enjoy having another person who’d be content to sit in detention because it was worth whatever y’all did to land yourselves there. he’d definitely come up with pranks you two could do together, or you’d just tag along with the rest of the boys when they figured out something cool to do. i do think he enjoys reading, although maybe he’d prefer you reading to him. his attention span is a little short so he can’t focus all the time, but getting to listen to your voice as you read would keep him pretty focused.

i consider him to be a silly person, although sometimes i think it’s a front, and he’s masking whatever is actually bothering him. you’d be able to tell, and make him spill. i do think he is a very emotional person, he just doesn’t know how to healthily express those emotions. but you’d made it a lot easier on him to try, and he’d get better about telling you how he feels, since he already listens to you explain to him how you feel. it’s like a model for him to follow, and he’s grateful that you’re patient with him enough to do it.

while i don’t think he strives for academic validation, since he’s naturally quite good at school, i do think he strives for validation in general. he seeks it from you the most, and most of the time, you’re happy enough to give it to him. i think sometimes he’d forget that you put a lot of dedication into your schoolwork, and that getting a good grade meant something to you. he wouldn’t have to study that much, so he wouldn’t understand why you took so much time out of your day to study.

i think maybe you’d be in the common room or library, somewhere with your nose in a bunch of books and papers. he’d come up to you and start lovingly pestering with you.

“just thought of a new prank to play on the slytherins at dinner. come help me set it up.”

“i can’t, sirius. i have to study for the exam in mcgonnagals class tomorrow.”

he’d pull your quill out of your hand, grinning. “come on, love, you can do that later. come with me, let’s—“

you wouldn’t snap at him, but he could see you growing frustrated. you’d be genuinely upset, and he’d realize just how much this meant to you, and hand you the quill back. he may not enjoy school himself, but he did enjoy quality time with you, and he’d pull up a chair, sitting down.

“right. what topic are you on? i’m sure i need a refresher.”

he didn’t look the slightest bit entertained, but he smiled when you smiled, and you slid your papers over to him.

“the fifth chapter, this section,” you’d say, pointing.

he’d sigh, throwing his arm around your shoulder. “you’re going to have to read it to me, love.”

you’d playfully roll your eyes, but nod.

“we finish this, then i’ll help you with the prank, alright?”

his eyes would light up and he’d eagerly nod.

“well, what are you waiting for? start reading!”

—

i hope you enjoyed this! thank you again for participating :)

#700 followers #700 followers celebration #followers celebration #sirius black

[lovemesomesurveys]

Think back to yesterday, what were you doing around this time? My mom, aunt, and I were getting ready to get takeout and watch a movie. 

What was the last thing you watched on the TV? Catfish. 

Do you think pets can get annoying easily? I literally feel like trash if I ever to dare to think my doggo is acting annoying in that moment. She’s so pure and precious and loving and we’re her world and she’s happy how can I get annoyed? She does no wrong, that’s my babyyyy. 

Did you know that pickles have no calories? Makes sense, but I really don’t care about that. I love pickles. 

Do you enjoy family get togethers? I do. It’s been several years since I’ve been to one due to my major health setbacks. 

In a group of three, do you often feel like the third wheel? Yes. I’m always the 3rd wheel. I could start out as the mutual friend to the other two and then they end up besties and I’m the one leftover. 

What color are your pants? I’m not wearing pants, they’re overrated. 

Is there snow on the ground where you are? No, it doesn’t snow here.

What is keeping you warm right now? It’s 70 degrees, which is warm to me, but more than anything it’s my house and its shitty ventilation. It doesn’t get much cooler in here than mid 70s F if we’re lucky, but typically it’s like 79 or 80 and then in the summer it creeps up to upper 90s. It can be hotter in my house a lot of the time than it is outside. My ceiling fan isn’t much help either cause it’s just stirring around hot air. 

Has anyone bought you a piece of jewelry? Yes, I’ve received a lot of jewelry from my family throughout my life.

How far away is your next birthday? We’re almost in June and my birthday is in July, so it’s creepin up fast. 

Do you have plans for that birthday yet? No. Last year on my birthday as I lied in my hospital bed, I had said I hope by next (this) year I’ll be able to do something fun, but the odds aren’t in my favor. 

When did you last take a shower? A couple nights ago.

Have you ever been to the Grand Canyon? No.

Have you ever flown somewhere alone? Nooo.

Are you more serious or funny? I have my playful, weird, corniness, side but life has torn me down a lot and I feel like my sense of humor is not at all what it was like before. I used to laugh so much more and like real, genuine laughs. I found more things funny and fun. I was so easily entertained. Now I feel like I’m more serious and don’t laugh like I used to. I don’t even recall the last time I had a real, genuine laugh. 

Is there someone that annoys you but you haven’t told them? Yeah.

When is garbage day in your area? Wednesday.

Who/What was the last thing to really irritate you? Meh, something someone said. 

Do you think people either love or hate spongebob? I guess I’d say it’s an either love or hate type of thing. 

Have you seen that new “Lie To Me” show? No. 

What is something you’d rather be doing right now? I’m ready to eat my Taco Bell, ha.

Do you find that people are too hard on you? Sometimes, but no one is harder on me than me. 

Do you take surveys often? Yeah. Not nearly as often as I used to, though. It’s also sad cause I feel like that’s true with a lot of the survey community now. I miss our little survey crew on here. 

Do you tend to slam things around when you’re mad? No. 

Do you know anyone who hates/dislikes chocolate? I think dark chocolate is disgusting.

Could you vote in this last election? Yeah.

Have you taken a shower today? No.

How much sleep did you get last night? Like 10 hours. 

Do you have more girl friends or guy friends? I have no friends. 

What is your current mood? Right now I’m hungry and just want to eat my Taco Bell my brother is out getting me right now.

Is there anything on your mind at the moment? There’s always something, more often just everything, on my mind. My mind is a jumbled mess and it’s hard focusing on just one thing, but some thoughts do fight for front and center. 

Are there any movies out that you’d like to see? I would like to see the new Little Mermaid. 

Have you ever been on a website called Stickam? Yes. I forget exactly what it was, though. 

Have you ever hated yourself? I do hate myself.

Are you hungry? Yes and my brother just got back with my food yay.

Did your parents ever ground you? Once.

Where was the last place you went out to eat? It’s been over a year since I’ve last gone out to eat... I don’t remember. 

Have you ever felt like you needed a better life than the one you have? I’ve certainly wished some things were different and better than they are.

Do you own an MP3 player of some kind? I just use Spotify on my phone. 

Do you have a moment in your life you wish you could replay over again? I have a lot of favorite memories that I cherish and want to keep special. 

Have you ever been in a play? If so, did you like it? No.

What is one musical artist you wish wasn’t making music? --

When was the last time you cleaned something? I just washed my hands a bit ago.

Have you ever been so sick you had to be taken to the hospital? Yes. Most recently was around this time last year, actually. 

Do you like your smile? No, it’s one of my biggest insecurities. 

Do you have someone that you think truly understands you? For the most part. 

When was the last time you doubted yourself? I always doubt myself. 

Is there anything currently bothering you? Of course there is. 

Would you say that you’ve got something ‘special’ about you? Not even a little. 

Who was the last person to cheer you up when you were down? My aunt. She came to stay with me for a few days over the long weekend.

Are you scared of what you do not know? Yes. My future terrifies me.

Is there anything in the next six months that you’re looking forward to? My aunt really wants to take me to a Jonas Brothers concert in September, but I just don’t see myself being able to go and it’s really upsetting. :(

Were you/are you popular in high school? No I was not, and that’s perfectly fine with me. 

Do you really care what people think about you? I do, but it’s lessened a bit as I get older. I think that more so has to do with me just being hardened by life and not caring about anything. It required too much energy. 

Do you find yourself treating others like you’d want to be treated? >> well, I do my best, anyway. <<<

Are you constantly envious of others? I do find myself feeling that way often... :/

Are you more of a whiner with things or a do’er of things? >> I'm more of a whiner-whilst-doing-the-thing. <<< Hahah, same.

List three of your favorite TV shows: That’s so hard but I’ll say Only Murders in the Building, Stranger Things, and Wednesday.

Would your friends say you’re a relaxed person or stressed? Stressed. Though, I appear less stress on the outside I’m sure. Unless you really know me.

What do you find yourself worrying most about these days? My health. Always.

Would you say it’s hard to earn your trust? Umm. I wouldn’t quite say that.

Who was the last person to compliment you? My aunt.

Anything interesting happen this past week? Like I mentioned, my aunt came to visit me for a few days and she brought diamond paintings for us to do, which is something I’ve been wanting to try for awhile so that was cool. 

When was the last time you felt scared? I worry about my health. 

What’s on your mind this very second? I’m sleepy.

Do you know the difference between ‘your’ and ‘you’re’? Yes.

Do you correct other people’s grammar/spelling when talking to them online? Nooo, not out loud or to them personally, but I can’t help but correct in my mind. 

Is bacon one of your favorite foods? Not at all, I don’t like bacon. I don’t understand the obsession. 

Are you one of those people who like to sleep in on the weekends? I sleep in whenever my body allows it.

Do you like things Vampire related? I had my big vampire phase for awhile. 

Have you ever cussed at a parent or teacher? No.

When was the last time you saw snow? I don’t even know it’s been so long. 

Have you ever felt stupid after saying something? Uh, yes. Only all the time. 

Do you find yourself cold at the moment? Ugh, no it’s hot.

Are your nails currently long? No, they’re barely there at all. I was doing so good for a few months recently and then of course like always I fell back off. 

Are you the kind of person who does not like talking about their past? I talk a lot about my past, I’m stuck there.

Do you have long slender fingers or short chunky ones? Long and slender.

Do you think your foot size fits your body type? I guess. 

Are you the competitive type? I like fun, friendly competition. 

Are you more of a mommy’s person or a daddy’s person? I’m a mama’s girl. 

#personal #text #survey #surveys

[nicxxx5]

okay sooooo i went to see a psychologist two years ago and she said that i fulfilled the criteria for autism. but then i went to see another psychologist and she said that i wasn’t neurodivergent. it’s kinda confusing but maybe it’s because in the second assessment i was masking my symptoms a lot more because i was a lot more aware of them???because college has been incredibly difficult for me with the disruption in my routine and also i’ve always had an issue with food and sensory issues. my mum thought that i was autistic when i was 15 because of my problems with food. i also have some hyper mobility and when i was younger i saw a speech therapist and i had additional classes for maths because i found it difficult. i also have bad hand eye coordination and find sports difficult.. also idk if this classifies as a special interest or not but when i was 17 i loved gilmore girls.

i watched it once and then during the summertime i watched it four times back to back, also bought all seven seasons on dvd. another thing about me is that this summer i loved stranger things so much that i would spend hours on end analysing it.

do you think that’s similar to anyone else’s experiences on here ??? i’m a little thrown off because of what the second psychologist said😭 but also maybe this is just me but does anyone on here find that people who are loud and bubbly are overwhelming to be around… because they’re always talking and it can be quite overwhelming… and they can just be so bubbly that it’s hard to keep up… they’re so loud that it’s hard to be around them…

i also find the sound of people eating so annoying like the texture and sound is just too much for me also the smells , i find really hard to deal with unless it’s something nice like chocolate or pizza. i just feel like i can get so attached to people really easily and they just aren’t like that and tend to take advantage of me😭😭 but idk if i’m autistic🫠🫠 does anyone find that this relates to them too?obvi you can’t diagnose me, just wondering if anyone relates.

also, i did a couple of tests on here and here are my results.

autism spectrum quotient: 27 out of 50

RAADS-R: 140 out of 227

empathy quotient: 26 out of 80

clinical partners test: 20 out of 30

aspie quiz: 127 of 200

AQ 10: 5 out of 10

AQ: 23

toronto empathy quotient: 60 out of 64

masking test: 131

hi! i've never gotten an ask like this before so i'm going to respond to this the best i can but i want to make it very clear that i am not a professional of any kind so everything i say is based off my own experiences

to me it sounds like there's a high likelihood that you probably are autistic if you, your mom and the first psychologist thinks so. sometimes psychologists are wrong or not educated enough about autism. there are some psychologists and therapists that specialize in autism so they are better at recognizing and offering help to those who are autistic.

i'd also definitely call the thing about the shows at least a hyperfixation if not a special interest. the difference between the two usually has to do with how long you are focused on that things. a hyperfixation may last a few months while a special interests can last for years in comparison.

i have come across people on here who have had similar experiences. everyone's experiences are different. personally for me...i guess like i have a lot of sensitivities or preferences to things like certain types of people are overwhelming (some of this is also due to trauma for me) or certain foods i won't eat, but these can also change depending on my mood. like if my mood is good i might be okay with talking to different people or trying a different food, like i don't want to but i can bare with it. but if my mood isn't good i'm more sensitive to things and if i can't handle it i'm more quick to get frustrate because something isn't the way i need it. and back to the trauma things, i'm also a little less trusting of people because of that, but i also have higher standards for people and so if they don't immediately meet my standards i'm not really gonna bother with them.

i hope this makes sense. this was kinda a lot of word jumble but i'm trying to respond to this at home and i'm surrounded by my family right now which has me really stressed so i can't concentrate but i hope what i did say was at least a little helpful

also i'm sorry but i don't really know a whole lot about those scores. i've 100% probably taken all the quizzes you're referencing but without them infront of me i can't really make heads or tails 😭

#nic's things #nic's asks #asks #asks and replies #answered asks #asks open #autism #autistic #actually autistic #autism diagnosis #autism information #autistic experiences #trauma mention #sensory issues #sensory input #sensory processing issues #hyperfixation #special interest #people issues #attachment issues #issues with connecting to people #again i'm not an expert and this is kind of a shit response so im sorry for that #if anyone wants to build off this or give their own response please do!

[knightyoomyoui]

Momo x F Reader- “The Fight Of Our Lives”

Happy 20K milestone reads for this book! Thank you so much readers even though I know I ain't good enough as an author to deserve all of these.

I have nothing more else to say about this one except that this is just as unique again as "The Multiversal Redemption Arc" Sana x Reader one-shot from Set 3, "When Fantasy Just Got Real" Nayeon x M Reader and "Lost" Jihyo x M Reader both from Set 2 compared to the rest since I added another element or genre in this story I've never done from my previous works.

Read to find out!

TW: violence and foul words

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"Any upcoming schedules I have except for the fanmeeting tomorrow?", Momo asked while focusing on typing her fingers to the phone.

"So far, none Momoring.", you answered after swallowing a bite of your chocolate pie you're currently munching.

"I hope I don't have any else to enter.", Momo sighed, dropping her phone to her lap and looked at the window of the car moving; watching the surroundings getting passed by. You noted her tiny mood shift and instinctively deduced what it meant.

"Neither have I, Momoring; you haven't been able to get any adequate rest these days." you agreed.

"As you," she said, looking at you. "You're being brought into this because of me."You rolled the empty pack of chocolate pie you'd just eaten into your bag before staring at her warmly, touched by her return of concern. "I appreciate your concern, Momo-shi, but that's part of my job; I have to keep you as assisted as you need me."

"Do me a favor will you?"

"I'm listening.", you leaned your ears closer to her, moving one inch near your gap to her.

"I need you to rest with me if we acquire one on Thursday," she stared, smiling at you. Your heart softened at the gesture and her warm comments about the idol you're managing.

"Deal," you said, nodding and giving her a thumbs up. She giggled till she burst out laughing, and you joined her. She raised her head and noticed something that got her snicker.

"And also to you, Knight-oppa," she pushed playfully behind the seat where her personal driver, Knight, is sitting, in charge of controlling the wheels to guide them all to their next destination. "You know I can see you pouting at the rear-view mirror.", she chuckled.

"Geez, I really thought you guys forgot about me being with you guys here.", Knight sulked, tilting hs head aside to get his voice closer on Momo who is sitting in the back.

"Ofcourse we won't. I was about to mention you next but then-", Momo remembered again his poor adorable expression he had after still realizing that he thought he is being left over by them.

"Yah, do I look funny to you, Momoring?!", he bickered, sulking intensified more as his forehead crunched at the sight of the idol he's serving laughing a bit at him along with her manager which is you.

"Knight-oppa, we're sorry okay?Just chill ... you know we- LOOK OUT!!!", you were about to finish your owrds of half sincere comfort to your friend and driver Knight when you noticed that a car moving in front of you all three started going backwards.

"Oh- shit!" Knight was alerted by you and swiftly stomped his brake to stop the van, avoiding a collision with the other car that had turned to the right and stopped, blocking the road.

"You guys okay?", Knight looked behind to check on you and Momo. Both responded with a reassuring nod. Knight got relieved. "Jesus, what the heck is with that driver.", he said while stretching his neck after he felt a minor ache at the impact he received from his chair due to the brake.

"Stay here, I'll check on to see what's wrong.", Knight was about to open the door to go outside and join the rest of the people who got curious to find out what happened to the passengers and the driver of the car who almost crashed with your car you're riding when all three of you saw the door opened, spitting out the male driver who crashed then crawled on the road.

"Knight, wait!", thanks to your command, Knight followed and slowly closed the door again as he remained his grip on the handle while he, you and Momo kept observing the strange behaviour of the driver.

He stood up slowly and held his left shoulder which Momo immediately stated what all three of you noticed right ahead.

"H-his.. shoulder... it's bleeding."

The driver started muttering some words that was unable for them to read nor hear through inside the car but for clarification, this is what the man said.

"P-please... please help me. My wife..."

He saw your car and was about to approach the door near Knight's spot when the wife jumped out of the car and attacked her husband frrom behind, tackling him on the ground.

You and Momo screamed in surprise while Knight remained confused and shocked. "Woah... what the hell?!"

Knight peeked at the window and when he finally got a clear view of what's going on outside. He gulped heavily and sweated very nervously. "Uhh... guys... you have to take a look at this."

You took the turn to discover what Knight is witnessing while Momo followed you from behind. As you also saw what is happening, your breath stopped and got your hand covered in your mouth. Momo then screamed again in terror at the sight of...

... the wife aggresively biting off the flesh of her husband's nape, already lying lifeless on the ground as pool of blood forming in his head.

"Oh my god.", you said, dumbfounded.

"Oppa, LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!!!", Momo yelled at Knight who is also distancing away from the window, placing his butt back at the cushion of the seat.

The idol's horrified loud voice unknowingly flowed along with the rest of the people outside who already saw the disgusting scenario, running away from it.

"Buckle up your seats, girls!!!", Knight grabbed the steering wheel when suddenly the wife started chasing a civilian and few second later, the husbandstarted twitching his body and quickly rose up, turning his head to the window where he got to have eye contact with Knight who is stunned.

"KNIGHT!!! W-WHAT IS THAT?!?" Momo exclaimed, peering down at the husband's grotesque, abomination altered appearance. Compared to his usual humanly appearance, he now has crimson colored eyes, black veins coming out in his skin, all holes in his ears, nose, and even his mouth are bleeding.

"FUCKING HELL, IS THIS REAL?!", Knight had his senses operated back when you started hitting his seat and shook his body awake. He started activating the engine of the car again, spinning the steering wheel just in time for the disfigured guy to start banging on the window.

You and Momo's scared screams resonates while Knight cursing on his breath while driving backwards away from the chaos presented in front of all of you where people started chasing and eating down others like a feast.

3 DAYS LATER

After successfully fleeing the hellish landscape that had Seoul oblivious of being its beginning point for a screwed-up transition of an incident, you and Momo proceeded to Momo's dorm and spent three days hiding there.

Listening to the news, you learned that something you never believed would happen in reality had just crossed it out of your mind when the newscaster revealed that the capital of South Korea was experiencing a "zombie epidemic." According to the evidence, they explained how they came to call the scenario as such based on videos and photos taken in various places of Seoul.

So far, the virus's origin is unclear, but the portion where you could completely comprehend was that every single Korean person is in threat at any moment and from any place. To safeguard the safety of those Koreans who are still alive, the newscaster stated that the authorities encouraged everyone to stay inside wherever they are and not walk outside for any reason or let anyone in easy.

Before the news ended, the government assured that they would dispatch some troops to search and rescue very soon and promised that once they had an information that can be transmitted to the scientists to build a cure or vaccine to stop the madness, they will proceed right away for experimentation. So far, their priority is to bring the people into safety.

Back to the present, owing to the government's update and statement on the current issue, you've all put your anxieties and nervousness aside.

While you were having a serious chat about your preparations for surviving this pandemic, Knight spontaneously threw out his thoughts to give their conversation a break.

"I honestly can't believe this is happening in real life," Knight remarked, staring at the massive window pane that locks and divides Momo's interior and the balcony. He can see the overview of the darkened, nightmarish atmosphere of Seoul where he could still get a glimpse of other zombies running and walking like crazy. "Never thought that we will be placed ourselves into something we never thought that we usually see in movies or anything fiction will turn out real."

Momo lies back on the couch, slouching, as her face filled with sadness and longing. "I wonder what my parents are doing right now; they probably heard about the outbreak here in South Korea, and knowing that their daughter is in the mentioned country, maybe they're so worried about me," she said quietly.

You saw from your peripheral vision that she began wiping her eyes with her palms, signifying that she's tearing up.

You moved seats and sat alongside her, hugging her to soothe her. "Shhhh, don't worry, Momoring. We will do our best to keep ourselves safe, okay? I feel you too, my parents are out there and I have no idea how they are now, but look at me, I'm still trying to stay positive... because that's my only way not to make things worse for myself when I'm literally facing a difficult situation right now."

So yeah... it's better for us to remain strong so that while we wait for all of these to end, we can remain alive and go back with our loved one just as much as they wanted it to happen sometime soon.", you said to her while caressing her shoulders.

Her tears was making the sleeve of your shirt soaked but you don't mind it at all. This girl needs assistance and show of caring right now.

"You have me and Knight and we got you too. We are in a life-threatening challenge, and as long as we are together, we will make sure to protect one another no matter what happens.", you added a heartful message to her to lessen up the gloomy mood and overflowing sorrowful emotion.

You gave her an assuring nod which you waited for to return the same, and gladly she does.

Knight just watched you and Momo share a moment from the distance, smiling both in and out especially for you because he knew something that is very confidential so far for Momo to discover.

He patted Momo's crown before heading to the kitchen to prepare food, but when he was about to ope the cabinet, he remembered something that made him sigh in distress.

"Guys, we have a problem.", Momo and YN looked at you, "We don't have enough food for today."

You and Momo parted your mouths in dismay although it was expected already since YN estimated the stock on how long could it provide your thirst and hunger while currently in a quarantine. "W-what are we going to do now?", Momo asked.

"I guess we don't have any other choice but to ask other tenants if they still have some extras."

"We could also search for some empty rooms where the owners might left and never able to come back because... of some reasons?", you suggested while shrugging your shoulders.

"Good idea.", Knight nodded. "You girls stay h-"

He got interrupted when Momo stood up quickly. "No. We're coming with you."

"What? Wait, no you c-"

"Momo's right. We can't let you go out there alone.", you seconded, siding with the Japanese's intentions. "Who knows, you might never come back and... we... we can't let that happen to our friend."

Knight grinned on his face, as he conveyed how fortunate and glad he was to be with them right now.

He huffed in the air and bowed his head to pause for a while, but it didn't stay long as he clicked his tongue and spoke his reply.

"Fine. Just be careful, okay?" you and Momo smiled and complied, pleased that you listened to them.

Knight cautiously opened the door and went out of the dorm, followed by Momo and you in the back. He looked back and forth at the clean and empty hallway, convinced that it is safe.

He then began inspecting every other rooms around Momo's dorm on Floor 4. He began softly knocking on each door, but no one answered.

"It's locked, but there's no way everyone's out; we can't just storm in," Knight whispered"Wait," you said, poking him in the arm to get his attention.

"Try that one. It's open," you suggested, pointing to the final room on the right, where the door is partly open with a narrow gap. Knight followed it and stepped in front of it.

"Weird, which owner would abandon his or her personal room and let anyone free to enter?" Knight whisper-shouted. You and Momo both got his point it did make sense.

"Ready?", you and Momo nodded in reply. He slowly opened the door and what greeted you three sent shivers down to your spine.

The female owner was being devoured by a zombie in the living room, her intestines were all sprayed out, and the carpet was covered in blood.

Knight cursed as he observed the cruel undead killing its prey. "Let's find another-" Before he could continue his sentence, the zombie abruptly turns around, prompting all three to make a little startled squeak.

The zombie slowly dropped the organ in his hands and he started moving, getting up on his feet. "Girls, on my count... 3...2...1...

RUN!!!", Knight shouted to alarm you and Momo. You two stepped aside out of the room as Knight prepared to get tackled by the zombie, The two collided and it sent Knight out of the room to, with the zombie now groaning and mimicking an animalistic growl on top of him, trying to bite his fresh skin.

Fortunately, Knight was still holding on as he hold both sides of the zombie's head, avoiding his finger to get near on his mouth. "AAAARRGGGHHH GET OFF!!", he threw away the zombie and gave him a huge punch.

You noticed the fire extinguisher beside the wall post and had an idea on how it may be beneficial.

You broke the glass cover of the box with the heel of your shoe, oblivious to the potential consequences.

You brought the fire extinguisher and called Knight, who is still fighting the zombie who is also attempting to come close to you and Momo.

"KNIGHT!!! USE THIS!" you rolled the extinguisher on the floor, and Knight grabbed it up, slamming it into the zombie's face many times with a roar.

After killing the zombie. You, Momo, and Knight breathed a sigh of relief for a few seconds before hearing the remainder of the zombies from below snarl loudly as they arrived from both the left and right stairs.

"GO BACK TO THE DORM!!!", Knight instructed and ran inside back to the dorm, with Momo slamming the door shut as all three of you tried to hold it from keeping the zombies unable to enter.

"They're too many, I have a bad feeling they can break in.", you said as you r body is vibrating from the repeated banging impacts of the zombie outside to the door.

"We must get out of here then... but how are we gonna lure them away?!", Momo panicked.

"No need for luring out, there's still another way.", Knight said. "YN, help me push the couch to the door."

You followed and pushed the couch from the living room to use as a supporter for the door to stay standing strong, but all of you know that it won't last long.

"Momo, permission to enter your privacy? I need to get the blanket.", Knight requested.

"Granted.", Knight nodded and grabbed the blanket out of Momo's bed. He then started to tie some knots on it and when you interpreted already what is he planning to do, you opened the glass sliding door in the balcony for him to throw it out.

"Ladies first, YN can you go first?"

"All right," you began to climb down on the blanket attached to the balcony rails and leapt through the other balcony from a room below Momo's.

Momo came next, and you helped her out of her hands and onto the blanket. Knight was the last to climb down, and to your and Momo's amazement, he collapsed on the ground just in time for the zombie to fail in capturing him, causing them to plummet to their deaths below the building.

"Are you okay?" you asked Knight, who was lying down, regaining his breath.

"That was intense," he answered, earning a chuckle.

You and Momo help him to get up. All went inside the other room you landed into and luckily, there was no signs of living beings around.

Searching once again in the kitchen, Momo looked at the kitchen and her eyes beamed bright when she located just enough amounts of cup noodles and canned goods.

"THERE'S FOODS HERE!!"

"Finally.", you blew an air in relief.

"Let's find some bags for us individually. We need to get out of here. This whole place is now infiltrated with zombies too and we can't stay here just wasting time for us to run out of supply again.", Knight suggested.

Few minutes later, all three of you got each respective bags with Momo's containing the foods.

You also made some simple armor and weapons to shield yourself and combat those wild zombies.

You armed yourself with a knife, Momo with a golf club, and Knight with a bat. They obtained various sports equipment because the family members who live here were golf and baseball players.

In addition, Knight assisted you two in wrapping duct tape across your knuckles and wrist to prevent getting bitten on your exposed skin there.

Taking another precautionary measure, Knight carefully looked around outside as he opened the door. Using the advantage of not having monsters nearby, all three of you rushed downstairs to reach the ground floor where you once again encountered some zombies roaming around.

You ran along with Momo and Knight, rushing through the van where he successfully escaped the zombies who tried to chase all of you.

Knight parked the van in front of a large supermarket store after deciding to go here, making it official with your and Momo's vote.

Entering inside, you can't help but to wince and squint your eyes at the smell and sight of blood and shambled up surroundings of the store.

All three of you started picking up many foods and drinks that can last long for satisfaction.

"Are these enough?", Momo asked after placing some biscuits inside her bag, making it fully occupied.

"That will do it, Momoring.", you confirmed it.

"Can we get out of here now? This place gives me the creeps.", she said as she trembled a bit.

"Same. Wait, where's Knight?"

She pointed away. "He said he'll go at the section where much better accessories could be turned into a much helpful weapons so... I guess he's there at the corner."

"All right, let's find him so we can get out of here," you said as you closed your bag.

Momo took the lead, but as she turned left away from the food shelves, she slipped on a puddle of blood on the floor, forcing her to push a supermarket cart that collided with a freezer and bounced near to the shelf where alcohol drinks are exhibited.

Because of the collision, some bottles fell to the floor and broke, generating a loud glass shattering sound that resonated throughout the room.

You and Momo's heart beat skipped. Turning around at the opened employee's room just near to your spot, you saw four zombies exit to see where the sound came from.

Taken aback, they saw you two and immediately chaseed you two, causing you to ran away with Momo.

"KNIGHT!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!!"

"HELPPP!!!"

As you reached the counter after passing the last shelf, the returning Knight charges at the zombies from the side, pushing it off with force using his shoulder.

Your eyes widened, as did Momo's, when you saw Knight activate his new chainsaw and begin chopping the zombie's body parts in bits while roaring a battlecry, blood splattering everywhere, including on himself.

As you watched the irate Knight beat the shit out of the zombie, you were alarmed to see that the other zombie Knight had tackled away was running through Momo.

You used the bat Knight was carrying before to smack the zombie squarely in the head, preventing her from laying her dead pale hands on the idol.

"DON'T. YOU. DARE. KILL. HER!!!" you shouted, pausing briefly between as you smashed the zombie's head in pieces.

When you realized it wasn't moving longer, you came to a halt as Momo dragged you into her and eased the intensity of your rage.

"YN. YN, stop it! It's out! Calm down now, please...", Momo pleaded as she backhugged you, effectively reducing your adrenaline as you teared up emotionally from Momo nearly being bitten.

"Y-you're safe... oh god, I thought you'd-"

"No, you see? You protected me... and it didn't happen... because you said it yourself that we're going to protect each other. Thank you, unnie," she assured you with a smile.

"UHH SORRY TO INTERRUPT YOUR MOMENT, BUT WE NEED TO LEAVE THIS PLACE GIRLS!!," Knight yelled as he detected a distress signal of approaching zombies in the vicinity and was going to run past them.

All three of you exited the store and returned to the van, which Knight drove away to bring you to the next location in his thoughts.

"Where are we going to stay next?" Momo said as she placed her arm around you, who became mute after not having moved on from the terrifying time earlier.

"At my apartment," Knight answered, still concentrating on his drive. "But we don't know for sure yet, and we don't know if the building I live in has already been contaminated."

"We still have to try though.", he added.

"As long as we have a hiding area, then it's all good to me.", Momo said. Knight hummed in approval before both became quiet and went on to return their attention at what's in front of them.

Knight with the steering wheel and Momo with you in her arms as she kept on stroking your hair.

"Feeling better?", Momo softly asked, which you nodded your head in response. After 10 minutes of driving, something unexpected happened while you are on the middle of the ride.

The car stopped and Knight repeatedly rotating the key to start the car frantically.

Realizing that it didn't work, Knight slumped his back on the driver's seat, combing his hair with his fingers in a stressful manner.

"Goddamnit, what a bad timing.", Knight groaned in frustration.

"We ran out of gas?!", Momo asked as she saw the needle of the fuel gauge not moving its place at letter E.

Knight lets out a guilty "yeah". "Are you girls up to what I'm thinking?"

"What is it?", you asked, back at now being responsive and active at the situation.

"We walk." Momo and you exchanged anxious glances.

Both agree that this is a bit of a risk, but considering the benefits, it is their only way to keep going and surviving for today and the days ahead.

You sighed and nodded, preparing yourself to reveal your answer.

"Let's just monitor ourselves and hold our weapons ready so no one should get hurt.", you said. Knight agreed and even Momo.

He first stepped out of the car while Momo and you followed next. All three started to walk, leaving the van that came from the entertainment agency you were working at.

You went a few meters away from the unusable vehicle, looking around in the devastation of Seoul's streets. There were dead bodies, blood, flaming trashes, and damaged pieces of structures that were either obscured or difficult to view.

The little time of tranquility during your exploration with Knight and Momo was interrupted when you came upon another army of zombies from the neighboring street, eating dead bodies..

"Ah shit, here we go again," Knight murmured, tightening his grip on the handle of the chainsaw he was holding.

Momo did the same with her new machete, which Knight had handed her in replacement of her former golf club.

You also twirled the baseball bat in your hands, getting ready for what was to follow.

Some zombies advanced ahead of the others, eager to taste your juicy innards and chewy skin, but that won't come easily from all of you when you started sprinting and welcomed your next victim with a broad strike to the jaw.

Momo dodge a zombie's attempt to grab and swung her machete, targeting its neck to decapitate its head off through its stinking body.

Knight gave a sparta-like kick on the zombie's torso, yeeting it off, then triggered his chainsaw, grinding its whirling blades and inserting it on the decaying corpsy bodies of two zombies that got stabbed like a goddamn barbecue but in a rotten meat look.

As Knight freed the chainsaw from its sliced-in-half state, it smoked and made a loud motor screeching noise.

Many more zombies starts to ran forwrad to all three of you and that quickly went noticed by you who's unsynchronizally getting in action with your two friends still killing other zombies and even paired up at some to easily end them.

"GUYS, BACK OUT! WE'RE SLOWLY GETTING OUTNUMBERED HERE!" you shouted, which Knight and Momo did.

They abandoned their business and began fleeing from the zombies who were still pursuing them from behind.

A massive military truck then arrived just in time to startle all three of you with the unexpected appearance of an unknown man operating the vehicle.

He rushed out of the truck, holding an AK-47 weapon.

"HOP IN, I'LL TAKE CARE OF THIS FIRST SO RELAX YOUR LUNGS OFF WHILE I PLAY WITH THESE BASTARDS.", the soldier said after he passed your side and reloaded his gun.

You all followed him and hopped inside the trunk as you all watched the soldier bravely stood in the middle and pointed his gun straight at the upcoming enemies.

He started firing all the bullets he had at the zombies, killing them all one by one in an instant.

Hitting an ace achievement, he ran back to the truck after witnessing next batch of zombies just took a trun from the other street.

He started the engine and boosted the drive to separate yourselves away from them in safety.

During the drive, the soldier went on to come up with a topic to talk about, surprising all three of you.

"Survivors, eh?", he said after slightly tilting his head aside to set his peripheral vision at the hold behind his spot which gave access to hear and see everything behind him and isinde the trunk where you, Knight and Momo are currently in.

"I was just looking for someone like you guys a while ago, but bad luck just brought me down to fail my mission.", he said, mournful built up in his face. "Not at rescuing though, let's just say... being a partner and a fellow soldier to his colleague."

"What are you implying at, sir?", Knight asked, puzzled.

"I was not alone unlike what I am when I came on to save you three there. I was suppose to have someone with me too. But... these demons just won't die easily and costed my friend's life in exchange.", the soldier said as he recalled during his mission with his friend, searching an entire building in Gangnam for some secluded civilians who are still surviving, only to get attacked by some zombies.

They did kill quite a few, but there was one that they missed since it was hardy enough to resist just a little harm he and his companion gave to it. The zombie sprang up fast and bit his friend's ankle, infecting him.

Without no other choice, his friend encouraged him to shoot him dead along with the zombie who bit him, and that's what he did despite of the hesitation.

"The name's Park Seo-joon to you by the way.", he introduced himself to lessen the stranger image he is bringing for these three, except for one of you who is very familiar to him. "And hey... I know you.", he pointed at Momo through the rearview mirror. "You're the nation's dancing machine idol Hirai Momo, right?"

"Y-yes, ahjussi.", Momo shyly said, secretly appreciating the acknowledgment Seo-joon did to her.

"Who are these two with you then?"

Momo lets out an "ah" sound. "This is my personal driver Knight-oppa and my manager Y/N unnie who are working for me in the company.", she introduced you and Knight in behalf, pointing her hands to both.

"Nice to meet you two. All I gotta say is that consider yourselves blessed in luck right now even though we are in a very dangerous circumstance right now.", Seo-joon greeted. "You know what, if it wasn't for that goddamn rats-"

"Wait wait, what did you just say?", you paused him after you quckly noticed the mention he did. "Rats? What does it have to do with them?"

"Some soldiers like me already brought a deceased zombie in the lab inside the safe haven which the government and the army helped on to built fo the survivors to stay in where I'll be dropping you three there.", Seo-joon started explaining.

"When did they do that?", Momo asked next.

"Just yesterday. Based from what I know so far, the info I got so far was that this whole virus that turned these innocent people into zombies was that it came from a disease mostly related to leptospirosis which came from rats."

"So does that means the couple we saw 5 days ago in Gangdong-gu was...", Knight mumbled but got noticed by Seo-joon as he thought he seemed to be implying something very interesting.

Because the street Knight referred was the street he knew that the government told that they first detected the case before things raised into hell.

"What is it? Do you three know something more about it?"

You started recalling what you saw that happened 5 days ago which became the start of the outbreak.

"So they might be were the first victims... and you three survivors were part of the ones who saw everything that led us into this...", Seo-joon murmured.

"We definitely need to have you guys there at the safe haven. You all could help us especially the scientists to atleast widen their plan for the creation of the cure. Isthat okay?", he asked, which earned a deciding stares at each three of you.

With a trusting nod, you understood what Knight meant with that so you spoke it in words to Seo-joon to make it official.

"We accept.", you answered which made Seo-joon smile in appreciation.

They all went silent as Seo-joon started to place his attention back at the ride. The drive went for almost 10 minutes until he crossed paths along with something that not every single one of you would want to meet this.

Just few meters away from the bridge where you all will be going at to reach the next city, a large crowd of zombies were all scattered and roaming around the place.

Based on your observations, they were wearing almost identical clothing, and the decorations around were either torn or still correctly designed in their own positions, leading you to believe that, just as before the epidemic spreaded, there was a festival or a parade being held in this street.

Seo-joon stomped at the brake, but wasn't enough to avoid all four to get unnoticed by the zombies.

They turned their heads, all eyes now connected to only one thing: the military truck where you are belong to the ones sitting onto right now.

They began gritting their teeth fiercely, snarling monsterously, and making sloppy footsteps as they hurriedly pushed their dead bodies to approach the car that was the source of the sound that drew them in.

Seo-joon knew that he fucked up, so what he did next to respond actively was that he started spinning the steering wheel backwards while pulling the brake while looking behind to guide the movement of the truck and not to accidentally bump onto something that might cause your escape here.

"GET ALL MY SPARE GUNS THERE AT THE BACK WITH YOU IF YOU KNOW HOW TO USE IT WELL, NOW!!!", Seo-joon commanded as he kept on driving backwards while the zombies are now running in front of him, the gap getting closer as they are about to get their trace at the vehicle.

You and Momo removed the massive green blanket off the bottom of the bench you were seated on, showing three armalites piled together. Knight snatched one, and you did the same with Momo, so you each had one weapon in your hands.

Seo-joon spun the truck, now the back was facing this huge horde of zombies. One of them was about to grab the end of the trunk and you started shooting at it.

Knight went on your left, Momo on the right as all started firing speedily at the zombies, killing and immobilizing them altogether.

Seo-joon continued to drive again in an opposite direction, making your way to the safe haven became farther again as the zombies didn't let you all to trespass easily.

He quickly came to a halt on this secondary high school campus as he noticed the day winding down and the moonlight peaking in to mark the arrival of the next and last stage of the day: nighttime.

You hopped out with them and sneakily entered the place, some zombies lurking around quit behaving less abnormally this time.

Maybe darkness was one of their disadvantages as it lowers down their senses, you thought.

Seo-joon and Knight successfully spotted a single unoccupied classroom with its door open via the back of the building.

Taking advantage of the lack of zombies in the area, all of you rushed in while Knight and Seo-joon gently closed all the curtains, windows, and the door.

Momo, on the other hand, plopped down on one of the seats right away, panting.

"This will serve for now; it's already night; we must remain here till the sun rises again," Seo-joon replied, his powerful voice echoing across the room. "We could be placing ourselves in more danger if we kept moving out there at this rate."

"You got a point, sir.", Knight said. "So... yeah, let's rest for a while then we can take our dinner."

"And sleep early.", Seo-joon added. "We have to evacuate early. If I am not mistaken, the government will began bombing everywhere in Seoul to eliminate the unded beings. So, we should be let ourselves be seen or we can go to the safe haven again on our own and not get included with those zombies getting exploded maybe tomorrow or the next day afterwards.", he finished announcing, taking a seat of his own too.

"I'll go get our foods now then.", Knight excused himself as he pardoned Momo to lend him her bag where the goods were stored.

She did and he mouthed thanks to her. Before stepping away, he glanced at you and motioned to Momo looking drained with his frowning expression.

You know what to do so you pulled your chair near at her who is bowing her head and eyes drooping, trying its best not to shut down.

"Tired?", you asked her worriedly, timid smile escaped in your lips. She looked up slightly at you, nodding at your inquire.

"I'm just very hungry, that's all," she said, curving one side of her lips in a smirk as she massaged her tummy.

You giggled as you remembered how this woman can't go an hour without digesting any type of food.

"Come on, Knight divided the foods evenly for all of us; dinner is served," you urged, leading Momo to follow, and you assisted her in standing up by offering your available free hand for her to grab on to as support.

After you're done swallowing the last bite of the tuna sandwich Knight made, making yourself second to last who emptied your dinner, behind Seo-joon who surprisingly got beaten by Momo.

Sitting near at the window being illuminated by the bright moonlight, you have Momo sleeping peacefully in your lap.

You looked downwards at her gorgeous face which drew a flustered smile from you.

Too focused on admiring silently at the woman you're secretly and silently admiring from afar, you weren't aware that Knight just sat near at you, hand locked with a plastic cup filled with a half an amount of water.

"I can't count how many times I see you being so whipped for her.", Knight said out of nowhere, you looked at him with a furrowed eyebrow and did a slap on his arm.

"What? It's true," he shrugged, releasing a wicked chuckle as he touched the location you slapped him. "But, joking aside, you do genuinely care about her."

"Yeah, because I love her that's why," you said as you returned your gaze to Momo's sleeping form. "I'll do whatever to keep these unholy creatures from harming her, even if it means putting my life in danger."

"I admire your bravery and determination, YN, but do you know you're also sounding selfish at that point?" Knight complained. "I mean... yeah, heroic acts are wonderful, but they are not always... appropriate."

"What I'm trying to convey is that I believe it will be lot better if you keep yourself safe while defending her," Knight said.

"What do you think Momo will think once she finds out you got killed because of her? I get it, because you love her and you're going to do whatever it is necessary to keep her life going on and on to the fullest....

but supposing she loves you in the same way you love her already, or simply as a friend still... yet, do you think she won't want the same for you? It is not just her who deserves it. You ain't an exception here, not even me or Seo-joon," he said, making you reconsider your choices.

"So yeah... let's ensure that no side gets affected, okay? This stuff going on right now is awful enough for her and for you to bear, don't add it up, would you?"

You stared at him and replied with a breathily "okay," making him happy and feeling worth the encouragement.

"Speaking of your unsureness of how she sees you, when will you confess?" he questioned, crossing his arms as he patiently waited for you.

"I- I don't know... but trust me, I want to."

"You're scared aren't you?", he predicted. You failed to dodge it as guilt striked all over you, an embarassed nod came next.

"I just don't think she will accept me.", you frowned.

"And why so?", brow raised.

"She's an idol and I'm just a manager. I'm way out of her league because of how all-rounded she is. There are probably fans out there who might be much attractive than me, especially that I don't have an idea also whether she's interested in falling in love with the same gender as her.", you revealed, remaining your head lowered.

Your eyes were focused on Momo as you say that, as if all the words were intended for her to understand.

"Afraid of rejection. I could take that since it's pretty normal for anyone to feel once you fell in love with somebody for the first time", Knight said. "B-but... with your reasons? Nah.", he waved his head off while he clicked his tongue in disappointment and problematically.

"YN, comparing yourselves of other that you think they were higher than you doesn't even matter anymore at this current situation. Sure, you could say that to me before... but right now, everyone should treat each other fairly and look at one another similarly. She's an idol and you're a manager? So what? You two are both persons anyways.

Status isn't relevant anymore, especially in the middle of our survival here for this outbreak. What's important is that, you feel the love you never thought would grow because of her and to nurture it to let it grew well, and nothing should make you kill it with what other's say negatively about you and her connection."

"Don't let anything prevent you from doing what's right, YN. All you have to do is to try, who knows, you might not reject it afterwards.", he teasingly snickered at you, bouncing his eyebrows as he emerged his playful tone.

You rolled your eyes at his annoying mannerbut kept your smile displayed because you are getting touched and appreciating his words of wisdom for your struggles.

"Promise me something, YN.", he became serious.

"What is it?"

"You are getting alive out of here with her, and you confess. Got it?"

You stared at him for a moment before sighing with a small smile.

"Noted.", you answered, nodding your head in approval. "Thank you for your help, Knight. Seriously, It somehow helped me realize something more with what I am believing at."

"Everything for my friend.", Knight offered a fist bump which you gladly accepted. "Are you gonna be fine? I'm gong to sleep now."

"Yeah, I'm good. Just one hour to go before Seo-joon replaces me.", Knight stood up, pointed at the sleeping Seo-joon before slapping his pants to remove the dirts away from the floor.

"Take a rest too, okay?", you instructed him and he just gestured in oblige. Slowly placing Momo's head at your puffy bag to use it as a pillow, you gently lay down beside her and doze off in slumber after.

Morning came as birds chirped in the trees and sun shined to radiate the entire place, you felt your body being shaken slowly. You opened your eyes to see Knight's figure standing and looking down at you.

"Good morning. Wake up, Seo-joon says we have to go immediately," he said nonchantly. You nodded and stretched your body before gradually rising from the floor with a raspy groan. Momo, who is fixing her bag, saw that you were finally awake.

"Good morning, YN, how was your sleep?" she asked sweetly.

"Good morning too Momoring. It was great, you greeted back. "Because you were there with me"

Twenty minutes later, just as Knight was about to check on the door to see outside the hallway if its clear, Seo-joon looked at the window and his jaw dropped at what he saw.

"NO! MY TRUCK!!!", he shouted furiously, raising his arms and gripping his hair as his voice echoed throughout the room. It got you nervous, even Momo and Knight at what he just did.

"Ssshhhh! Sir, the zombies might hear us here, remember?", Knight shushed him down.

You three looked at the direction where Seo-joon is watching at. Discovering it, your mouth became agape in fright.

The truck has 3 teen zombies wearing school uniform standing at the trunk of the car, thus making yourselves unable to ride and escape the school already.

Learning that your main adversaries on the campus would be zombified pupils and school employees, not leaving you alone. They began to devise a strategy for an alternate route out of here.

"Wait, I spotted another gate behind the school when we arrived here yesterday; don't you think that would work?"

"There's just one way to find out," you said. "We try," Knight smiled, remembering that it was relevant to what you two had talked earlier.

"Get ready, we're going to seek for another way to get there," Seo-joon adds as he begins to reload his gun.

Momo grabbed her machete, you got your baseball bat, and Knight grabbed his chainsaw.

Slowly sliding the door open, he looked around back and forth to check but found nothing. "All clear. Now tell me, where exactly did you saw it?"

"It's at this part.", Knight pointed at the end of the left wing of the main hall. "Be careful, we have to hurry and get o-"

Seo-joon unsuccessfully spoke his words completely where all of a sudden, a fast footsteps rang aloud in the hallway.

Turning around, a jumpscare was initiated when a young zombified student wearing a P.E. uniform covered in blood started to jump at Seo-joon, screaming irritatingly with a deafening tone as he aggressively attacked.

Momo and you shrieked in shock while Knight curses.

"AAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!! GET THIS SHIT OFF ME!", he said as he tried to hld the head of the twitching zombie trying to bite his face off.

Knight pounded it with a heavy blow to its face with his chainsaw, throwing him away just inches away from Seo-joon.

You three helped him stand up quickly, just in time for the other zombies to react and enter the scene, looking hungrily with their demonic gaze.

The tension in the air rose as everyone heard the sound of a helicopter soaring up above, signaling that the rescuers were just above in the sky.

"UPSTAIRS!! RUN!!!" Knight exclaimed as he realized there was no way you four were going to get inside the second gate behind him with the undead barricading the path.

Without spending any more time, you all began to run as the zombies began to race towards, attempting to capture you all.

Hopping each feet to the steps and reaching every floor, but at the 3rd level Seo-joon unexplainably tripped and fell over the floor, panting heavily in his breath.

"SEO-JOON!", Momo shouted his name as she was first to noticed their fellow survivor to collapse. As she was about to approach him, he instead shoo-ed er away.

"NO! GO WITHOUT ME! I WON'T MAKE IT", he shouted.

'BUT YOU'RE ABOUT TO-"

"IT DOESN'T MATTER! I-I'M INFECTED!!! ", that got every one of you to be bewildered at what he just revealed. He rolled his sleeve down and presented his bitten wrist, now with sores and veins coming out all black in color as it moved upwards to his full arms and for sure took over some portions of his brain already.

"SHIT! IT MUST BE BACK WHEN HE WENT TO THE RESTROOM EARLIER!", Knight speculated, but it was real. While you were sleeping with Momo, Seo-joon excused himself from Knight, who woke up an hour and a half later to go find a restroom to urinate.

Little did you know that when he walked into a cubicle, a child zombie was staring blankly at the wall in the darkest corner of the room, unable for him to notice, and as he opened the door with his hands on the handle, the zombie made a surprise bite on his wrist from the side before he was able to silence it with a silencer.

That's why no one heard what happened there, including you.

"GO!!! THEY'RE COMING... J-JUST TELL MY CHIEF AND THE SQUAD ABOUT ME AND YOUR INFO WHEN YOU GUYS MADE IT TO THE SAFE HAVEN!!!!", that was his last message as he accepted his dreadful fate, seeing the heartbroken look of you, Knight and Momo one last time before the zombies atrted to appear from the stairs and got you continue to go upstairs, leaving Seo-joon to be engulfed by the zombies to die and be one with them.

Reaching the rooftop and seeing the doors locked. Knight cursed hard before he unhesitatingly kicked and bumped it strongly with his feet and chiseled arms.

Momo joined as he borrowed your bat to smash the handle while you prepared to defend yourselves from the zombies.

They were about to step at the last set of stairs when they victoriously opened the door with full force as Knight remembered to use the chainsaw to get it done.

"HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!! OVER HEREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

"HELP USSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

"PLEASE COME QUICKKKKK!!!", all three of you pleaded in shout, waving your wands in the air in desperation.

Some zombies began to emerge and enter the rooftop, only to be dispatched by you, Momo, and Knight again.

Thankfully, that was enough to divert the troops' attention as the helicopter began to descend, intending to land on the concrete floor of the rooftop.

You were busy beating up a zombie janitor by bashing its head repeatedly with your bat when you didn't know that a tall zombie teacher was about to grab your leg, the same as how Seo-joon's friend got infected, but Momo miraculously spun her head to see the zombie about to bite you, so she sliced the head off as it grabbed onto your feet to save you.

Repaying what you did for her yesterday, she proudly smiled at you which you find it heartwarming.

The two soldiers showed theirselves as the helicopter were few feet away from reaching the ground, shooting all the zombies you three were fighting with.

Leaving the last remaining two zombies in Knight's control as he squashed their bones, organs and skins out with his chainsaw simultaneously; the helicopter finally almost landed in front of them.

"GET IN, NOW!", the soldier shouted as they lowered their guns to avoid accident occurances, giving their way for you all to enter the helicopter.

Knight was about to run with you and Momo when just as he crossed the gap of the slightly opened door, the zombified version of Seo-joon sneak attacked him from aside, causing him to get yelped and slammed on the surface.

Flinched and twitched at the impact of his back against the hard concerete, he wasn't prepared yet to push away Seo-joon as it bitten his right chest.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!", Momo screamed in agony as she saw what happened.

The soldiers were about to point their guns again at them but you stopped them, blocking their sight."

"NO! NO WAIT, T-THAT'S OUR FRIEND, H-HE'S COMING WITH US!!!", you said as you tried to forcefully push down their guns but they fought back, grabbing you as they tried to guide you and Momo inside the helicopter instead.

"KNIGHT! NOOOOOO!", you sobbed harder as you saw him gave a punch at Seo-joon after escaping from his trap while holding his wounded chest,

He looked devastatingly at you and Momo. "TAKE THEM AWAY, PLEASE. LEAVE THIS TO ME.", he requested to the soldiers. "YN, Momo it's gonna be fine. Be safe, okay?"

"SHUT UP! Y-YOU CAN STILL JOIN US... Y-YOU CAN GET CURED-", Knight just shook his head.

"No need. J-just let me go. Atleast I can finally be with her.", he gave a bitter smile, pointing at the sky which you and Momo understood what he's referring at.

He's gonna reunite with his late wife named Jeongyeon again in heaven.

"It's been fun meeting you girls, truly. And, YN..."

You roughly hummed, sniffing your tears in.

"The promise. Don't forget it. Take care of her and yourself for me, please."

Nodding your head, you bid one last goodbye to your defeated friend. "Thank you for everything, YN."

He smiled, a genuine one this time. "GO! GET OUT OF HERE!", the soldiers listened even though it was also hard for them to soak up this situation because they're literally witnessing their fellow colleague who is already infected too, doing something he'll neve suppose to do if he was humanly conscious back then: killing an innocent person and that someone is Knight who is also a loved one of the survivors they're rescuing. A lose-lose situation indeed.

Closing the door, you painfully watched Knight getting tackled again by Seo-joon from behind, biting his neck next but quickly elbowed him instead.

As the helicopter began levitating again in the air, you and Momo took a one last glance at Knight who is dragging Seo-joon with him, whilst muttering the words "Don't make me wait, let me see her again already." before he jumped at the building with Seo-joon on his lock, both falling below to their deaths.

Unable to witness the tragic end of your friend, you and Momo flicked your heads away as both sobbed harder, embracing Momo to comfort her despite your shattered state also while the rescuers remained silent to grieve for their fallen friend too.

1 WEEK LATER

Being true to Seo-joon's pleads and successfully made Knight happy for his wish, when the authorities and some professionals in the field of science started investigating you and Momo the day after both arrived at the safe haven, you gave them the entire information you know. It confirmed and had them officially proved their results from the experiment they performed.

The origin of the virus didn't actually came straight from an infected rat which they revealed that they learned from a captured laboratory staff who admitted that he accidentally spilled a chemical to the sink, flowed through the pipes and spreaded at the sewers where some rats got intoxicated with it and became abnormally changed.

One of them might have it passed also to another animal, hence that's why the DNA sample they took of an infected blood had its trace of cells recognizably mixed with another and it gotten worse when that animal had a disease.

You remembered seeing a dog leap out of their car and start pursuing other people during the bizarre attack by the wife on his husband in Cheongnam-do.

They assumed the couple was sending their dog to the animal clinic because their pet was unwell, not realizing that an exposed diseased rat might had caused it due to a bite.

Their reasoning for developing this idea was that the zombie's blood included a mixture of toxins associated to chemical exposure, leptospirosis, and rabies, and the combination of these formed something unimaginably hideous and terrible.

In addition to your conversation with them, you shared at the end how Seo-joon contributed to you and Momo's survival.

Demanding that he needs to be honored for his service along with others, they agreed.

The military constructed a huge memorial stone in the center of the safe haven camp for people to commemorate and mourn their loved ones who died as a result of the epidemic.

You engraved the name of Knight onto the stone as Momo lit a candle for him and sent prayers together with her.

You also managed to reunite with your brother, who is also a soldier, and he saved your parents, who are also presently residing here, much to your delight and relief.

They also got to meet Momo, who made a good impression on them and made you really fluttered.

Evening came, you lured Momo to a cliff near the camp where the wide ocean and large bunch of trees in front of them can be seen.

"What are we doing here unnie?", Momo curiously asked.

"Fulfilling my promise I made with Knight.", you said as you looked at her.

"Oh that... what is it, by the way. I was wondering about that."

"Well, tonight you'll find out", you smiled awkwardly. Momo waited for you to talk as you got spaced out for a moment, recalling what you and Knight talked about last week regarding your feelings for Momo.

"Momoring... I... want to say something. It's for you."

"I'm listening, unnie.", she grabbed your hands which you looked down at it and smiled sheepishly. You clasped it with your own and pressed your finger lightly at her soft skin.

"I am inlove with you, Momoring.", you confessed, finally accomplishing what you sweared to do with your late friend.

He must be smiling supportively there with his wife, watching you two sharing this moment he's been waiting to happen, you thought.

Momo gasped at your statement. She kept on looking at you in disbelief that her female manager was really spilling her feelings out for her.

"Yeah, that's what Knight and I agreed for me to do when he found out that I haven't been able to confess to you yet due to my common fears but now... I just did it."

"Believe it or not, i'm very sincere with this Momo. Ever since I was appointed to become your manager, I couldn't help but to be charmed when my eyes landed at you. It was how beautiful and flawless you looked. And my strong affections for you expanded more when I got to know you more... and I agreed to myself that you deserved to be an idol. Everything about you was just something to praise and get inspired with. And I did... I even got motivated to love you harder."

"I don't know if you realize but... the most recent thing I could give as an example was how I could just turn selfless to risk my life for you.", you continued as you roamed your eyes around at the face of the woman that holds the special place in your heart.

"Just to ensure your protection and safety within me on your side. I can't bear seeing you getting hurt and could cause it to take you away from me, no."

"But like as what Knight told me, I rather not do that instead. He made me realize that...

if I do love you... then I must keep myself safe to stay and not leave you alone while we face the fight of our lives.

I shall not break your heart in anguish and guilt because of my unselfishness and arrogant self without you knowing that I was purposely willing to give it all just to let you know how far my love would take me for you more than you could ever imagine.... all because I love you, Momoring", Momo's eyes became glossy at your heartfelt and touching words only dedicated for her.

"So I guess it's much better for me first to let you know and make you fall for-mhph!!", Momo then swiftly pressed her lips against yours, grabbing the back of your head as she sealed your mouth with a passionate kiss that you were once dreaming of only with her, now astounded that you're sharing this overwhelming gesture of love with the only woman you prefer to do this with in reality.

Releasing her plump lips onto yours, sighing to ride off the intense fluffiness of what you two just did.

Momo grinned widely as she cupped your cheeks and looked at you with her eyes now filled with an imaginary glowing heart shaped lens that only you could see because...

"You did make me fall in love with you too, YN unnie.", she admitted, making your eyes enlargened, huffing in the air as heart beats intensifies in pure joy.

"Nothing was left unnoticed, from how you cared and protected me all the time whether the danger was with us or not, I was even doing my best to return your efforts to me just to let you know how you became more special and important to me that I couldn't just let those stupid zombies change you and disappear our memories we made forever.

I choose to do my best keep you still near me because I can't lose the woman I love, and that is you, YN. You got my heart coming for you and only you, and I couldn't control nor deny it because that's what I want anyways...to be with you.", she proudly said before you dived in for another kiss of appreciation for accepting your feelings and reciprocating it back. "I love you too, YN."

Both making yourselves happy, she leaned her head on top of your shoulder with a wide smile.

"Now I don't have to be afraid of it anymore. She chose me.", you muttered as you breathed in relief, finally having this ideal woman to proclaim as your girlfriend.

After that, you and Momo stared at the dark sky full of sparkling and shimmering stars, absorbing the chilly wind and the refreshing atmosphere as both looked forward of what's more to come for them in the future, including this current crisis you are both facing into.

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[rabbitindisguise]

Hm the doctors were right about lamotrigine not causing my allergic reaction, I looked more into it and what I had changed recently and the symptoms started around the time I started taking cromolyn sodium. According to MCAS folks on reddit, it makes things worse before they get better for enough of people that it's known (and they're saying the same symptoms I had: tongue swelling, shortness of breath, itching, flushing, anxiety, etc). I should start with a couple drops and work my way up using the EU/UK method, until I'm taking the full dose and see how I do. I'm glad because I was worried it was chocolate, but if I kept having reactions at noon when I got up to take all my medications it makes more sense that it's cromolyn sodium. I assumed that it was impossible to react to and I'm not really sure why it does this. Thankfully I went 24 hours without it to confirm this on accident (missed all my doses from being exhausted) and had a reaction after taking it so I can try again with the knowledge of what in particular is causing problems.

I feel so much better knowing- or at least having a guess- for what it is. Sometimes people can react to all sorts of inconvenient things and restructuring my life around needing to take benadryl do often sounds unpleasant.

I'm also proud of myself for taking a nap and not forcing myself to stay up to wait for dinner. I would have been cranky and anxious over every little thing and not fun to be around. I can be super careful until I titrate to the full dose to look for anxiety symptoms so that I can avoid it impacting others. This experience also helped me practice making boundaries with myself and not giving in to the impulse to ruminate rather than let unpleasant emotions go, even under the influence of allergic reactions, which I'm proud of. It's not something I could have done a couple weeks ago. I need to get better about that around strangers, because I feel like I wasn't as friendly as I could have been to the urgent care folks. Still, overall I think I'm improving gradually, and I'm not sure anyone noticed because they were too busy being concerned about my allergies. (Which is understandable, I was only calm about it because I was too focused on wanting to be unconscious because of the effects of drowsiness that benadryl has on me.)

Something else that bothers me about this is that I didn't realize how tied to my emotions allergic reactions are. I think I would make different choices about what I take risks with if it could have such a huge effect on others. And knowing how bad a reaction can get to something I'm truly allergic to makes me feel like I understand the true risks I've been taking (since dairy products would have made me feel much worse than this did, and at the same time tomatoes are something I should probably stop having altogether). I think I forgot that the low histamine diet is supposed to be customized to personal triggers and assumed all histamine contents were universal, however leftovers, spinach, and tomatoes are my biggest risks that I've discovered so far. I'm going to start keeping a mood/food/headache/dislocations/daily activity/etc journal to keep track of these things I think. I don't think I could ethically not start doing this.

I'm still not sure if I should tell my doctor. I don't know what I would say, or how to frame it. "Sorry my geneticist didn't think to mention this-" oh no . . . actually he might have. I wasn't paying much attention during that appointment. I need to take more extensive notes on appointments too.

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