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denim-mixtapes · 1 year

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Showstopper - The Reprise

Pairing: Eddie Munson/Fem!Reader Word Count: 2.3k Summary: It's the Sunday after Thanksgiving and the gang finds out what happened over the weekend. Warnings: Just some general making out, language, Steve and Robin being annoying. Mentions of sex, but very brief.

[Part 1] [Part 3] [Part 4] <- Coming Soon! [AO3]

A/N: hahaha get it? get it? The Reprise cause it's the much shorter follow up to the first one and also theater/acting puns? am I trying too hard? probably but this is fun. ANYWAY, this is a direct sequel and doesn't make much sense without the first part, so I would recommend reading that one first if you're just coming across this! Part 3, the Christmas Special, is already in the works and I'm hoping to put it out before the Holiday but we can only hope at this point. Enjoy!!

Time seems to slip away when you’re kissing Eddie.

Minutes melt into hours that pass without your knowledge, the sleepy Sunday morning giving way to early afternoon as you’re distracted wrapped up in each other, and it’s about to become a problem.

Back when you were going to be spending all weekend back home, you and Robin came up with a plan. You were supposed to arrive back in town in the late afternoon, so Steve, still somehow acting as Robin’s chauffeur even after all these years, would bring her back from Hawkins around the same time. The four of you would get dinner at your favorite diner, debrief on the holiday weekend, and then the boys would head back to Hawkins, sparing you the last half hour of the drive you would make taking Eddie home.

Except you’ve been back since late Friday morning.

Sleep hovered just behind you both for the length of the drive, music low as the scenery passed in a blur and Eddie quietly hummed along. You tried your best to stay awake and keep him company, but the gentleness of his voice and the ever-present feeling of his fingers stroking your neck, tickling at the hairs at the nape of it lulled you to sleep a couple of times. He would laugh each time you woke, insisting it was okay if you wanted to actually try and sleep but that didn’t stop you from resisting it. So when you got back to your dorm building – still quiet and mostly uninhabited – you both clambered into your tiny twin bed, pressing close to each other and letting the nap take over you.

You enjoyed spending the weekend together, different now that it was just he and you. Sure, Eddie has always given affection freely, and to anyone and everyone who would accept it, but this Eddie is different. This Eddie doesn’t hesitate to grab you by the back of the neck and pull you in for a toe-curling kiss when you’re supposed to be paying attention to Ghoulies. This Eddie doesn’t stop his hands from wandering as you lay with your head on his shoulder. This Eddie walks with his hand stuffed in your back pocket as you cross campus to get some food, and even pulls you closer possessively when another student walks by.

You didn’t dare ask what all this meant for your friendship, lest you pop the divine little bubble you’ve created together in the quietness of your four cinder block walls.

So here you are on Sunday, still nothing more than a tangle of limbs and warm laughter hushed between lazy presses of the lips. The beanbag beneath you rustles as you bring your foot up, bent at the knee to bracket Eddie’s hip. Automatically, he hooks his fingers behind your knee to pull you even closer, stubble rough against your chin, tongue exploring the depths of your mouth.

Hearty hums and happy little giggles from the both of you are drowned out by the cassette player on your desk, blanketing you in familiar, heavy guitar riffs and a rapid drumbeat that rattles in your chest (but maybe that’s just your heart beating rapidly against your ribs).

The music also deafens the sound of Steve and Robin’s footsteps and their bickering growing louder as they approach the door.

Fingers curl into the thick curls in the back of his head and you push up onto your elbow to turn the both of you, hovering over him now as he continues his assault on your lips and –

“Honey, I’m hooo-ly shit!!”

The door slamming against the cement wall and the sound of Robin’s voice startles you apart, cheeks aflame and breath ragged. If your heart was racing before, it’s slamming now. Though their arrival scared you enough to break your kiss, Eddie’s hold on the back of your neck didn’t let you go too far, and it’s safe to say you’ve both been caught red-handed.

Time stills.

You knew that this would come up in your debrief of the weekend. You knew that your bubble would pop and the moments you shared together couldn’t stay between just the two of you, but this is not how you imagined your friends finding out.

“What the actual fuck, you guys?” Steve forces out, the humor and disbelief in his voice giving away that he’s not actually all that angry. Hands on his hips, in his natural disgruntled babysitter state, he narrows his eyes in the direction where you and Eddie are still tangled together, both of you too stunned to move. “You know you don’t have to trick us into thinking you’re dating, right!?”

“I– well, we…we were just–” Eddie stammers beneath you, and when he talks with his hands in true Eddie fashion, you take the opportunity to roll away from his hold.

You only wish you could keep on rolling under the bed…or away from this moment.

“Oh, this is rich!” Robin chuckles, slowly clapping and trying not to snort alongside her laughter. The second you stand up, she’s rushing you, holding onto your upper arms and giving your body a little shake as she rambles, “tell me everything. How did we get here? Are you two a thing now? This is so exciting, Steve!” Dropping your arms, she turns back to Steve with wild eyes and a smile that seems like it can’t get any bigger. Still, it grows. “Didn’t I tell you they would come back as a real couple?”

Until this point, you didn’t think it was possible to feel all the blood rushing from your face, eyes like dinner plates. “Whoa there, pump the brakes.”

Eddie finally finds his feet again, springing up beside you with just as much nervous energy. “I wouldn’t say that. But…” turning toward you, his eyes soften and he holds out a hand, warm and gentle when you take it. He strokes his thumb along the back of your knuckles. “Something?”

You nod, lips pursed to cage in a nervous guffaw at his choice of words (or lack thereof). In the year that you’ve known him, Eddie Munson has never been at a loss for words. “We haven’t, uh, talked about it yet.”

Your roommate huffs her disbelief and rolls her eyes, “of course you haven’t! Idiots, all of you.”

“Don’t lump me into this,” Steve scoffs and holds his hands up in defense.

“Come on then,” she prompts, taking your hand and dragging you toward the door. You throw Eddie an apologetic grimace over your shoulder. “Let’s go to the Sunrise, I need a burger. And details.”

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Plates pushed to the center of the table, glasses empty, a too-large slice of cake for the four of you to share already ordered, you’ve finally recounted the events of your Thanksgiving (sparing the more intimate details). The way your parents treated the both of you, the way he calmed your nerves in tense moments and the way you defended him to your Mom that was far too sincere to be an act. Reminiscent of Thanksgiving dinner, Eddie’s hand barely leaves the comfort of your thigh, though now it’s softer, more affectionate and less teasing. Color rises on his cheeks when you mention how different the first kiss in your bedroom felt. You bump him with your shoulder then, laughing softly. Neither of you mention anything too specific, but when you fade the story out and Steve points between the two of you with a quirked brow, Eddie nods his confirmation, earning a whispered, “nice,” from the other boy.

“Do you have class tomorrow?” Robin asks when all is said and done.

“That’s the question you have for me right now?’ You ask, dumbfounded.

“Uh, yeah,” she scoffs, “it’s relevant, I promise.”

“Well, you’ve been living with me all semester, have I ever had Monday/Wednesday classes?” Both boys snort at your sarcasm.

Right as the waiter drops off your dessert, Robin nods and tries to subtly kick Steve under the table (she is not subtle about it at all). “Right, duh, me either. Hey, Steve, I left…that thing at mom and dad’s. Can you take me back?”

He protests, words muffled through the too-big mouthful of cake. “What!? We just-” Another, harder kick. He swallows dramatically, “OH YEAH, very important, that thing.” They both stand in a hurry, Steve throwing a couple bills on the table to cover their food before starting for the door.

Robin leans in towards both of you and whispers harshly, “talk to each other. Figure your shit out, so that I can sleep in my own bed tomorrow.”

From the door they both wave and Steve calls out, “be back to pick you up tomorrow, Munson! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

The air is still around you, your fate sealed by the tinkling of the bell above the door. Both of you are quiet, Eddie’s thumb still absent-mindedly stroking at the top of your thigh where his hand rests, and you poke quietly at the dessert in front of you, not all that interested in eating it all of a sudden.

You know you need to talk about it. You know it.

If you had to venture a guess, you’d say that the outcome of this conversation could only be good, but still something nagged at the back of your mind. Some buried insecurity that pulls at your nerves as you set your fork down and turn in the booth to face him. Elbow propped up on the back of the bench and head in your hand, you sigh.

“Those were some spectacular theatrics,” Eddie says, breaking the tension. You both giggle. “Even for them.”

“Yeah,” another sigh, “they’re right though, we should probably talk.”

Eddie mirrors you, tucking one leg up on the booth and resting his elbow on the seat back as well, but he holds out the same hand with an encouraging look. You can’t help but smile as you take the hand offered to you, warm and comforting.

Neither of you know how to start, it’s obvious, but after another quiet moment he speaks up. It’s awkward, nervous even, a far cry from the usual confidence Eddie carries himself with. When he looks up into your eyes, there’s a vulnerability there that you’ve only ever seen once before, when he was performing a new acoustic version of one of his songs.

“So I…have really enjoyed this weekend.” He says hesitantly, clearing his throat and shifting a little in his seat. He squeezes gently where your hands are joined, as if to make sure you’re still there. “And not just the ‘messing with your family’ part.”

You interject the only way you know how, with humor to hide your own anxiety and a little bit of a tease. “Yeah, you’re right the sex part was pretty stellar, too.”

For only the second time in your time knowing him, you’ve rendered Eddie speechless once again, stuttering out his next response. “W-well, you know,that’s – that’s not exactly the point I was trying to make but it is a very good point.” You squeeze back, wrinkling your nose and giggling softly, emphasizing that you were only teasing. “It was all great. I liked getting to see a new side of you – and I realize now that you can still make that dirty, I see it in your eyes, don’t you dare!”

Both of you are laughing a little manically, your heart fluttering nervously in your chest. It almost hurts to swallow the dry comment you were about to make, but you press on. “Ugh, fine! I get what you mean, though,” tugging his hand into your lap, you cover it with your free hand, taking it in both of yours. It’s stupid, really, how this is what’s making you blush. Not even 12 hours ago you were having sex in the communal showers and now you’re here, blushing up a storm in the fluorescent light of the diner because you have to talk about your feelings. “I’ve kind of always had a crush on you, you know that?”

“Always!?” He inquires, eyebrows shooting up behind the mess of his bangs as his smile broadens into something a little more mocking. His hand turns in your own, breaking your hold to tickle teasingly at your palm. “Even when you thought I was a home invader?”

“Maybe not then.”

“Oh, I did.”

Your brows knit together in concern, “you did what?”

“Had a thing for you, even then. Maybe some would call it a crush,” he shrugs, “Okay, I would call it a crush. Like I said the other day, that threat did it for me.”

“You’re an idiot.”

The quiet laugh you share is interrupted by the waiter, who has already taken Steve and Robin’s payment and boxed up your cake without you noticing. He asks the question everyone seems to be asking tonight, “alright kids, are we together or separate tonight?”

Before you have any time to answer, Eddie’s handing over a stack of cash and insisting it’s all on one bill. When the waiter walks away, Eddie silences your protests with an adamant shake of the head. “I know it’s no dive bar, but consider it our first official date. The first of…many? If you’ll have me.” The confidence is starting to seep back into his tone, but there’s still a hesitation. It’s the same nagging insecurity that was ebbing at you moments ago, the fear of rejection despite how well the conversation seems to be going.

Dropping his hand, you opt to hold onto his face by both cheeks, squishing his plush lips into a cartoonish pucker. His smile is still clear through his smushed face, and you nod excitedly, leaning in to whisper, “I’d be honored to go on many dates with you, Ed.” Giggling at your wording, you bridge the gap and kiss him silly.

#eddie munson x you #eddie munson/you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson/reader #eddie munson fic #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things reader insert #fem!reader #female!reader

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ladylooch · 7 months

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Kev & baby Luca with matching pool shorts

“Babe!” Kevin yells into the house. He has Luca with him. Our son is babbling in his car seat, sucking on his hand.

“Yeah?” I ask, poking my head out of the powder room. I’m finishing cleaning, then we are having a family pool day. The heat in the Midwest has reached ridiculous heights. Don’t even get us started on the humidity. The only way to stop me from going crazy is to be in our new, in-ground pool.

“Look at what I got!”

“Hold on.” Kevin sighs with a huff. I’m obviously ruining his buzz of excitement. I wash my hands quickly, then come out patting them on my shorts to dry faster. He is holding a black bag in his hands, one hand disappearing into it. “Ready.” I gesture with a smile.

“Your boys… are gonna look so good in our new pool.” I bite my lip. Kevin whips out two pairs of swim trunks. Luca sees them and immediately squeals in excitement.

“Rubber duckies!!!!!” I start laughing, coming closer to look at them.“He saw them at Target and was so excited. So we gonna match.” I grab Luca’s holding them up to admire.

“This is so cute, babe.” I murmur, then lean up for a kiss. “You’re so sweet.”

“Yeah. Thought you could wear your yellow bikini.”

“Oh so we all match?”

“Yeah… and cause I like the way it kinda doesn’t fit quite right here.” He cups a boob. “Lil’ family time and a show, no?”

“You’re so desperate for a feel these days.” I joke. “I’m ready to go if you are.”

“Yeah, I’ll get Luca ready.” Kevin takes him out of his car seat, then hoots and hollers all the way upstairs to his room. After hockey, swimming is Kevin’s favorite activity. I can never get him out of the pool when we are on vacation. I am hoping with having one at home it gives us more time to do other things now.

I meet the boys at the pool with a white cover up over my yellow bikini. Kevin frowns, gesturing to the back yard.

“Take it off. It’s just us.” He knows I’m still a little self conscious about what pregnancy left on my body. I toss the cover up onto the chair and he whistles. “You’re so hot.” He groans. A blush dusts my cheeks as he cat calls me the entire walk to the stairs. “Making my rubber duckies stretch in here, baby.” I hide my face with my hand briefly, smiling behind it. “Squeak squeak!”

“Oh my god.” I giggle. He wades over to me with Luca. Along with the twining shorts, our son is wearing his blue sun shirt, bucket hat, and his life jacket.

“Seriously. Wanna get you saddled up here.”

“Ah!” Luca yells, stopping my response. Then a high pitched squeal when Kevin brings his dripping fingers over to hit his bucket hat.

“Are you having the best day? Went to work with daddy, got to go shopping, and now in the pool! You are going to take such a long nap.” I murmur, adjusting his bucket hat lid to flip up so he can see better. “Give mama and daddy plenty of time in here alone.” My gaze drags up Kevin’s chest, beyond his thick throat and plumped lips to his eyes. I can see his craving there. I suck my cheeks in, wading closer. He pulls me flush to him. He was not kidding about stretching rubber duckies.

Kevin and I work with Luca, helping him float on his back. At first he resists, then he likes the gentle rocking of the water. Kevin brought a few of Luca's water toys out too. Luca holds a purple octopus in his hand, squeezing it and watching as the pool water shoots out onto Kevin’s chest. He giggles, doing it again and again and again until he is beside himself, choking from laughter.

“Our silly boy.” Kevin murmurs, bringing him back up from floating to rest against his chest. Luca settles in, long blinks starting. A yawn stretches his little mouth, then he rubs at his eyes with his fist. “Sleepy boy too.”

We leave the pool, going to the side where our chaise loungers are and a big umbrella to shield the patio with shade. Kevin gets Luca out of his wet clothes, then changes his diaper. He puts his swim stuff out in the sun to dry as I wrap myself up in a towel. Kevin replaces Luca on his chest, then drapes a towel over the two of them. Luca is out instantly as Kevin rubs his back gently. He looks so adorable with his smooched cheek and lopsided mouth.

Kevin reaches for my hand. I lace our fingers together, then kiss along his knuckles, thanking the universe for the sweetest boys being mine.

#letters in your last name au #Sam X Kevin Fiala #hockey blurb

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dollsonmain · 8 months

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Ok, so.

I did not expect that to take so long. I guess it took me a while to wake up. I didn’t post again until I’d been home and had a little bit of a nap.

Apparently lidocaine mimics the effects of alcohol so now we know that I, someone that doesn’t drink alcohol, would be a sleepy drunk.

My face tastes bad. I need to wash the residual lidocaine off. Guess I don’t have EDS since lidocaine works just fine.

Lefty’s stone is all gone. Lefty got a new stent with a string so I can remove it myself on Thursday. I’m…….. not sure I can do it. I am a wuss.

He said that if the stones were soft he’d try to get ALL of them out in one go, but they are very hard. He suspects they’re mostly calcium. At least 2 more surgeries.

The right stent was giving me more and more pain because it had calcified. It wasn’t in there long. That is not great.

New stent on the right, too, but internal string so I don’t accidentally pull that one, too.

I have to get some tests somewhere. Probably go to the in-network urgent care (not the one that blew me off) and get blood drawn.

Doc suspects I have a benign tumor in my thyroid causing it to not use calcium properly and that’s why stones. Endocrinologist referral will happen. There is lots and lots of different flavors of cancer in my family coming from both sides so it’s no surprise. If this is the case then it’s going to be a while longer and likely more surgeries [on my thyroid] before I feel better.

Next stone surgery should be next week, later in the week, then the third one if needed will be after that.

That Guy said he’s been studying I think he said phrenology since I first got sick so I think he now understands how critical me getting to the ER was but I can’t verify that because he cannot admit when he’s wrong.

#tiffygotsick

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kiankiwi · 1 year

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how about little e who is in babyspace and is overtired so he is just cranky all day, maybe he wears pull-ups and also is just raising hell because he is overtired will smack the babyfood we give him, doesn't want his bottle and just has a lot of tantrums?

You knew even last night that today was going to be hell for you and E. Even though he didn't have a show last night, the Colonel kept E in the studio until nearly three am and he didn't get a nap that day already so he was so overtired and ready to raise hell. But if he doesn't get up now, tonight is going to be hell also getting him to bed. So you have no choice but to get him up. You walk into his nursery that you and him had specially made in Graceland after he revealed his regression to you.

You had gotten him home after the studio, afraid if he drove himself he'd pass out behind the wheel and he immediately went to the nursery and after you got ready for bed yourself and went into the nursery to grab him, he was already passed out on his belly, paci in his mouth, his bunny clutched in his arm. You didn't dare wake him.

But now you had to. So proceeding with caution was your plan. You went in armed with his bottle made specifically the way he likes it. "El, baby, you gotta get up, hon." Nothing, he's a rock under his blankie. "Eeeeelvis?" You sing-song his name and shake the bottle. He groans at you that time but hey, at least it's a response.

You walk up to him and run your hand through his hair, placing his bottle on the bedside table. "I know you're tired lovie. Colonel shouldn't have kept you out so late, huh?" Elvis just squinted at you, so tired. You take the rails down on his specially made bed and sit beside him, rubbing the middle of his back. "What do you say we get you outta that wet diaper and we go have some breakfast, hmm? We have a lazy day, how does that sound?" Elvis just whimpers, "Mmmm" while knuckling his sleepy eyes.

Elvis is even more exhausted than you thought and it breaks your heart because as your getting him changed for the day and getting him comfy again, he passes out again and doesn't offer any help so the challenge of getting him dressed is quite difficult but you get it done.. somehow.

He also clings to you when you pick him up and tries to refuse to sit anywhere for breakfast, just wanting to be physically attached to and napping on you.

"I'm gonna stay here baby, I promise I'm not gonna go anywhere, so can we please sit and have breakfast together, huh? Can we do that?" You eventually get Elvis to sit in his chair and he is not happy about it. He slams his fist on the table as you prepare his baby food and at first he's just doing it because he's hungry and impatient, wanting the food but nope, that was not it. He was just in a mood.

Seeing you stand right in front of him with the bowl of food as you start to mix it, he gets even more impatient, slamming his palm on the tray of his highchair and screaming, "Ma! Ma! Ma!" You set the bowl of his food on the table behind you and put your hands on your knees, getting down on his level with him and grabbing his chin. "Elvis, honey, I understand you're hungry darling but you gotta be patient. Mama is working as fast as she can okay? Cut her a break, yes?" Elvis groans and tries his head away out of your hand, whining.

You thought he was hungry but as soon as you sit in front of him and spoon up some of the baby food, offering it to him, he starts to refuse it. You try the train trick, the airplane, everything. He pouts, shaking his head, yelling and flailing his fists. You try one last time to get him to eat even just a little bit but you misjudged where he was going to toss his fist and he hits the spoon in your hand, flinging the food all over you and causing the little spoon to fall to the floor.

"Elvis!" As you start to clean yourself up and clean up the floor, when Elvis realizes your attention is no longer on him, he gets even more angry if that's even possible. He can't get out the highchair by himself but damn does he try. He grips the tray of the highchair and throws all of his strength into it, trying to get it unlatched to throw it across the room to be able to be free from this little prison. But these (the little space ones at least) things were built for feats of strength like Elvis's.

When he realized he was trapped, at least until you helped him, all hell broke loose. He threw his head back, tears and snot covering his face as he screamed, kicking his legs. You pace the kitchen a couple times as he has his meltdown, just wanting your attention back and to be comforted trying to figure out how to fix this. Finally you decide to get him out of the highchair. He watches you as you easily unclasp the tray of it, setting it leaning up against the ''big people table" as Elvis called it. How the fuck did you do that so easily? Little Elvis thought as he realized he was now free. So easily free.

"C'mere baby." You lift him out the chair and walk to the living room placing him the extra large playpen that takes up about the half of the white living room. You place him in it and he looks up at you, feeling something is up. "I'm gonna go make you a bottle baby. Mama will be back in ten minutes okay? You're okay, I'll be next door okay?" Surprisingly, he doesn't cry and scream like he was just doing as you walk away. That's weird you thought.

Elvis had the idea to get back at you for leaving the room when he's so clearly upset. He crawled over to the big pile of toys inside his playpen and takes them all into his lap, using all of his strength to hurl each toy as far as he can one by one.

You can hear him throwing things as your finishing the bottle but you just need a minute. You're guessing he's overtired and he most definitely get a mid morning nap but he needed to eat something first. But putting off his sleep is causing him to throw tantrum after tantrum after tantrum. You sit down at the table for a minute and just put your head down on your arm, taking deep breaths, trying not to get angry at him. It's not his fault, it's the damn Colonel who kept him awake because the bastard saw dollar signs in your baby's eyes. Fuck him.

When you come back into the room not even ten minutes later, as expected the room was basically trashed. You put your hands on your hips, breathing deeply through your nose and open up the playpen so Elvis can come closer to you. He immediately crawls toward you and hugs onto your waist, pitifully starting to cry baby. "I know baby. I don't know why you're being such a bad boy today." Elvis doesn't answer you, he just continues to cry, hugging you to him. He was clinging onto you like you just got back from a week long vacation without him.

"Alright, you need to get something in your little belly, sweets. You think you can drink a bottle?" Elvis just shrugs, sucking on his thumb. "Just a little?" Elvis shrugs again. You might as well try.

Trying to get him to lay on the couch with you during the feeding almost causes yet another meltdown so you decide to just let him pick where he takes his bottle, as long as he drinks it. You sigh. "Okay, where do you wanna lay down bubba? Pick somewhere and I'll give you the bottle, okay?" Elvis angrily just flops onto his back on the carpet in the middle of the room, reaching his arms above his head, looking up at you expectantly.

You shrug, sometimes you just gotta pick your battles. You sit next to him and inch the nipple of the bottle into your mouth. Elvis starts to fight it as it empties into his mouth but eventually stops once you put your hand on his belly, rubbing it trying to comfort him until he gets to the end of it.

You smile when you realize he is absolutely passed out again by the end of the bottle. Good, now you can eat breakfast and clean up. But at least he's getting some rest. You vow never again to let the Colonel keep him working that late again. Not over your dead body.

I hope you liked it! I hope it was okay! If you have any other requests feel free to put them in my inbox <3

@mooodyblue

#littleelvispresley #little!e #littlespaceelvis #tantrums #bad days #not enough sleep #kiwiswriting

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a-sexy-asexual-658 · 1 year

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The Twin Sister (Part 17)

I was awoken from my slumber, which mind you is never a good idea to anyone, by a lot of squealing noises. Whatever animal is making that noise is going to regret it, well not really I'm just going to be really cranky that it scares every living being within a hundred-mile radius, trust me it's happened before.

I rolled out of bed stomping down the stairs ignoring the sleepy Sophie following. As I slammed the door open creating a loud BOOM noise I crossed my arms.

"WHAT THE FUCKING HELL, BITCHES!! WHO HAD THE FUCKING NERVE TO WAKE ME UP AT THIS HOUR!?!?" I yelled and everything froze. Like I said I'm scary when I'm cranky.

Suddenly a golden feathered bird flew at me and landed on my shoulder, its talons kept moving from shoulder to shoulder. It kept rubbing its face against my cheeks and my neck, so freaking CUTE! I softly grabbed it and tucked her into my chest and she seemed happy with that position. What I didn't notice was the small tiny little flames almost unnoticeable dancing along my hands keeping the small bird warm. Sophie noticed though and blocked it from the sight of Grady and Edaline before they noticed. I then saw the leash wrapped around her and scowled, I took it off and the eagle-sized bird looked even happier.

Grady and Edaline soon came over to us. "You girls should be in bed resting." Was the first thing Grady had said when they arrived. Edaline reached out to take the bird but it just snapped at her causing her to quickly retract her hands.

"Guys she's mine now-!"

"No."

"What? What do you mean no?"

"You guys already have Stinky and Iggy your not getting another pet."

"Please!"

"No."

"Please!"

"No."

"Yes."

"Excuse me, young lady?" Grady said in a threatening tone.

"Come on! Clearly, she won't let you touch her and she likes me!" I said and after a little more arguing the bird, my guess is she noticed my arguing with Grady, flew out of my hands' bit Grady's ear and scratched his cheek, and proceeded to chase him around the pastures for five minutes while we laughed then flew back to me and cuddled up to my chest again. I gave her head pats in reward.

"Fine, you can keep her," Grady grumbled as he walked back, the beautiful bird did nothing to hide her glare at him. Ha she's already attached to me and seems to be protective too!

"Well, what are you going to name her?" Edaline asked as she walked over.

"Hmm, don't know what do you think?"

"How about Gildie?"

"That's perfect! Welcome to the family Gildie." I said and Gildie did a bird's version of a purr in satisfaction.

~The Next Day~

Well, long story short Grady and Edaline don't want us near the pastures anymore, boring. Nothing really to get into just them being protective or something. They then sent me and Sophie to study, being more firm on my part. And by firm I mean they threatened me so I actually did study. Although it didn't work, I was just helping Sophie memorize things by holding up flashcards or was napping. Mostly napping though.

The next few days were boring so let's skip to the time Grady showed us how angry he could get.

It was the middle of the night and Alden had suddenly come over, the fucking asswhole has the nerve to come here and wake me up of all things, I am going to kill him one of these days, seriously! He went on to argue with Grady and when he was about to leave Sophie felt the need to make our presence known.

"Wait." Sophie cleared her throat as Alden faced us. "What's going on?"

Alden opened his mouth, but Grady cut him off.

"Go to bed, girls!"

"But—"

"Go to bed now!"

"As I was about to say. " I said pointedly glaring at Grady who glared right back, clearly not in the mood. "You don't have to tell me twice. Oh, and asswhole? Watch your dick the next time I see you, no one wakes me up, no one." I said giggling on the way up the stairs, even though I wasn't looking I could tell Alden shivered. Heheheh, fear is a good look on him.

The next day Grady and Edaline weren't home and even when it turned dark they still weren't home. The gnomes shared some of their dinner with us and Sophie wanted to stay up but I was still mad at Grady for yelling at us yesterday so I went to bed although I forced Sophie to fill me in on why she was worrying and pacing the next day.

Now it's school again, yay. Note the sarcasm. Sophie ran off with Fitz and me and Keefe skipped lunch to set up a prank.

More boring stuff except Sophie wanting me to tell her about anything suspicious I see or report to Alden, which I will do neither. But not like I see anything anyway so, whatever.

Let's skip to the world-shattering truth! Well for Sophie at least. I don't really care kinda saw it coming honestly. . . . . . I'M NOT CRYING YOU ARE!!!

We were home alone again when the doorbell rang and Sophie opened it while I sat on the couch scrolling on my iPod. She walked back in with a scroll.

"Oooooh, what's that!" I said and she blocked it from me. Sophie left it on the table and I jammed to some music as Sophie studied. Oh and Iggy took the scroll and ripped it apart. As Sophie screamed and tried to get it back I laughed and cheered Iggy on. When Sophie finally got it back she froze reading what was on the paper.

I walked over to her and also froze seeing it.

"In accordance with your request, adoption proceedings for Sophie Foster and (Y/N) Foster have been canceled."

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Well the chapter is finally out, hope you liked it! Yes finally a cliffhanger! The torture is back!

Eat real food, drink real water and get some real sleep or else Sophie will turn into a total bitch and take (Y/N) for granted and more!

Good bye!

~Sahiko

#sophie foster #kotlc fanfic #kotlc #kotlc x reader #(y/n)#more to but I'm lazy #keeper of the lost cities

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i think I was a bit low energy. since I took the edible but then I realised it’s because I haven’t eaten all day and just had it that I was tripping the way I was cause after having some food I feel so much better. I was bugging man. But I’m good now. Thank God for thoughts and sense cause boy. Things aren’t so cringe anymore. I think I’m gonna take a paracetamol. It’s 15:36pm and I need to go to the barbers. They close at 9 but I’m also thinking about if I’m going to see Reba or Travis or bethlehem or my dad or none of them and just come back home. I feel this internal thingy in me that feels quite foreign but it feels like nervousness and lack of confidence or just nervousness actually. The fact thoughts come and go and don’t necessarily shape you unless you want them to is so crazy to me like wow you can do what you want really. what am I grateful for right now : seeing blue sky and green grass, I’ve had food to eat an edible to eat and a friend to speak too. I’m pretty. I smell good. I dress good. I feel great. family. friends. lovers. all the real niggas. all the real bitches. money in my bank. my will to get things done even when they scare me or make me uncomfortable. I’m really that nigga that does that wow. proud of you Uri. Just get shit done bro. I’m a bit sleepy and I think I might just take a lil nap and then go to the barbers after and see what’s up. Might stay at Trav’s so I can go to work easier tomorrow. Man I love how smart I am. Yes I’m smart and yes I’m high and no they aren’t mutually exclusive. I’m smart sober too nigga. Burger sauce is good. It’s 15:43pm Saturday 8th October 2022. Listening to the Remedy remix snippet again. Thinking of Honey. I do miss her. I’m quite in limbo with her at the moment. Also my mum not being here is weird. Knowing she’s not in hospital and in another country by herself and not with me. I do miss her. I realised that my voice is also gone(ish) it’s coming back but it’s not fully in its bag yet. I need to take this paracetamol man. I’ll be right back. Just taken it. Took longer than I wanted to find but that’s all gucci cause it’s happened in the end. That’s the story of my life in certain instances. Things I wanted initially took longer than I thought to get but I still got them in the end. It always works in my favour. I’m good man. I feel like there’s negative self talk happening in me rn and I just wanna know why. Cause I swear I’m that guy. I’m who I want to be! why am I so fucking nervous and not jolly lmaoo just want my head to stop hurting me thinks. This goes back to a theory I have about how when I’m in pain and I think of the pain I’m in I can’t seem to lose sight of that and I kinda focus on it and negative self talk seems to happen. So like if I’m hungry or I’ve injured myself I’ll talk bad about myself instead solving the initially issue(historically speaking) but now I’m facing shit head on. I’m gonna try and get some shut eye so I can get to these barbers. I’ll chat to you later bro.

#journal

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americasass91 · 3 years

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Baby Fever

Hello lovelies! I hope everyone is well! This little fic is for the amazingly talented @buckyownsmylife 2k/Birthday Challenge! Which the theme for it was breeding kink. Which how could I not participate in that? Breeding kink just happens to be one of the biggest kinks I have(and i don’t even want kids, go figure) So I looked through my Masterlist and realized I didn’t have a breeding kink fic with Steve. Well, I can’t say that anymore!

Thank you for hosting this challenge you lovely, beautiful human! And congrats on the 2k!! You deserve that and so much more! I hope everyone enjoys!

Rating: Explicit (duh, it’s a breeding kink fic)

Words: 2.8k

Warnings: breeding kink(again, duh), Professor!Steve(I feel like he’s a warning all by himself, language, age gap, unprotected sex(I mean, it’s kind of implied but I’ll put the warning anyway)

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“How long do we have to stay at this thing?”

You help can’t but roll your eyes at your husband of 4 months. “I told you I’m not sure. It’s my niece’s 1st birthday party. You could’ve stayed home you know.”

Steve pulls up to your sister’s house and parks among the other vehicles in the front yard. “Yeah and give them even more reasons to hate me? No thanks.”

See, Steve wasn’t your family’s favorite person. It all has to do with the fact that he’s 10 years older than you and how you guys met, which was during your freshman year of college. You were the innocent student and he was your history professor.

The attraction was instant and very mutual between you two. But dating students at this particular university was frowned upon and Steve could have lost his job. So, you admired each other from afar….that is until the semester was over. You went to visit him in his office after your last class and he eagerly bent you over his desk and ruined you for any other future man you may have.

Well, that was 6 years ago now. Your family of course didn’t approve and thought he was just taking advantage of a young, naive student. Your mom was the first to come around when she noticed a change in your demeanor and how happy he made you. She talked some sense into your dad and he eventually backed off as well.

It took until Steve put a ring on your finger for your sister to accept him. Although you know her and her friends still judged you two. You could tell by the looks you guys always got whenever around them. You learned to not let it bother you. Steve was amazing. He was attentive, caring, and he loved you with everything he had. The only flaw he had was that he didn’t want kids.

It almost made you consider not marrying him. You had always wanted kids. But, in the end you realized you wanted Steve for the rest of your life more than a baby. But he did adopt a kitten with you. So it’s a win, win.

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He gets out of the car and grabs the gift out of the trunk. You had gotten her an outfit that says ‘My aunt is cooler than your aunt’ and various toys that she would enjoy. Plus, being the book editor you were, you couldn’t not get her a book. So, you got her the very first Harry Potter book. When Steve saw you wrapping it with a questioning look, you told him it was never too early to start a child’s transition into being a Potterhead.

You skipped excitedly next to Steve as you made your way to the front door. He couldn’t help but chuckle at your enthusiasm. “You excited or something, sweetheart?”

After ringing the doorbell, you turn towards him. “Of course I am! I love my little niece!”

Truth was, you knew you were never going to have a baby of your own. So you poured all of your love and joy for a baby into your niece.

You’re pulled from your thoughts when your brother-in-law, Matt, answers the door.

“Mr. and Mrs. Rogers! Glad you made it! Come on in!” He ushers you 2 inside, helping you both hang your coats up in the hall closet. He then points to the obvious gift table. “You can just set that down there, Steve. And if you’d like, me and a bunch of the other husbands are downstairs in the basement watching the game. You’re more than welcome to join us.”

Steve looks at you, silently asking for permission. You give him a quick pecking the lips. “Go have fun. Just make sure to come back up for food and presents.”

As Steve heads downstairs with Matt, you can’t help but take in all the decorations. Little Miss Lindsey just happens to currently be obsessed with The Little Mermaid. So of course the theme is under the sea. Your sister really went all out. Streamers, balloons, and even mermaid figurines were everywhere. There’s even mermaid confetti on the tables.

You head in search of your sister and the birthday girl, one of which you find in the kitchen. “Hey sis! Need any help?”

Your sister, Rachel, turns from the hot dog sauce she’s stirring on the stove and gives you a big hug. “Oh, thank god you’re here! Can you grab the vegetable tray and potato salad out of the fridge and put them on that table over there?”

“Sure! Where’s Linds?” You ask as you grab the requested items out of the fridge.

Your sister returns to the sauce on the stove. “She’s still napping. I should be getting her up soon. Where’s Steve? He stay home? I know this isn’t really his thing.”

You take the plastic wrap off the potato salad and sit it amongst the smorgasbord of other food on the table. “Of course he’s here. He’s down in the basement with the other men.”

You sister lets out a sigh. “Yeah, I told Matt they could only watch until everybody got here. Ah, shit. I think I hear Lindsey crying.”

“I’ll get her!” Quickly jumping at the chance to see her.

“You sure? That would be great! The outfit I want her to wear is on the changing table. And can you do her hair up in the bow, too?”

“You got it!” You make your way down the hall towards Lindsey’s room, her crying getting louder. You open the door and see her sitting up in her crib. Her crying quiets the moment she sees you. She gets a big ole smile on her face and reaches out for you. “Hi, sweet girl! How is the birthday girl today?” You pick her up and give her a big hug. “How about we get you changed into your party outfit?” She just coos back at you in response.

You push her outfit aside and lay her down on the changing table. Quickly realizing she’s wet, you give her a fresh diaper. She attempts to ‘help’ as you try to change her into her party outfit. Which after it’s on her, she looks like a little mermaid. You quickly brush her hair and pull as much of it as you can into a ponytail on the top of her head and add the matching bow. You stand back a little from her and clap your hands. “What a pretty girl! Are you ready to join your party?” You pick her up and turn around to head out of the room. You’re surprised to see your husband standing in the doorway.

“Hey, I thought you were watching the game?” He shrugs his shoulders and walks towards you two. “I missed you.” He tickles Lindsey’s side, causing her to giggle. “Happy Birthday, little one.” You can’t help but feel your heart warm. That always happens anytime your husband interacts with a baby.

“I was just helping Rachel out by getting her ready. She seemed a little frazzled in the kitchen.” You turn your attention back to Lindsey. “Come on, sweet girl. Let’s go join your mommy in the kitchen!”

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The next hour goes by in a blur. You weren’t really paying attention to anyone else. All of yours on Lindsey. The only food she seemed to want was what was on your plate. You didn’t mind sharing. Then she got to ‘smash’ her cake. Which for Lindsey it meant taking delicate little bites from said cake, mostly of the icing. She did still manage to get it all down the front of her though. But that’s okay, Rachel of course had a back up outfit ready.

You had just polished off your hot dog when Rachel walked back into the room with a now clean Lindsey. Steve grabbed yours and his plates to go dispose of.

Rachel sat on the floor with Lindsey who immediately started crawling towards you. “I think you’re gonna have to join us, sis.”

You can tell it’s hurting Rachel’s feelings a little that Lindsey is so attached to you today. Nevertheless, you join them on the floor, placing Lindsey in your lap. “Ready to open presents, sweet girl?”

Rachel turns to Matt. “Honey, could you start handing out the presents please?”

He nods and goes to grab the first of many presents. He sits it down in front of Lindsey who immediately goes for the tissue paper. She doesn’t even seem to care about the present in the bag. You laugh and try to get her attention on the gift inside.

You look up and see everyone laughing at the birthday girl who only wants the tissue paper. You notice Steve towards the back of the crowd, only he’s not laughing. He’s giving you a look. You’ve seen that look before. It instantly sends a shiver down your spine and makes your panties wet. He wants you.

You try to give him a stern look. He shouldn’t be looking at you like that in the middle of your niece’s party. He puts his hands up in surrender.

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After taking almost 2 hours to open the rest of the gifts, Lindsey was a sleepy girl. You were sitting on the couch with Lindsey cuddled up into your chest. You were gently rocking her back and forth. You look over at your sister who was cleaning up the mess from the presents.

“I can go put her down for a nap, Rach. I don’t mind.”

“Thanks, sis. You seem to be her favorite person today so she’d probably scream if I tried to do it. Matt! Could you get a bottle ready for Lindsey so my sister can put her down for her nap?”

A few minutes later he comes out with the bottle and hands it to you.

You stand up and look over at Steve. “I shouldn’t be too long. Did you want to head out of here after I put her down? I know you still have those papers to grade.”

He nods. “Yeah, if you don’t mind. Thanks, sweetheart.”

You squeeze his bicep as you pass by him. “Of course not. Like I said, this shouldn’t take too long.” You glance at Lindsey and notice she’s having trouble keeping her eyes open.

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Just like you predicted, it only took Lindsey about 15 minutes to fall asleep. You take one last glance at her, your heart tugging a little, knowing you’ll never have one of your own.

You quietly close the door and don’t even take 2 steps before the door across the hall opens to reveal Steve. You look at him in confusion. “Babe? Why are you in the laundry room?”

He doesn’t respond. Instead, he grabs your arm and pulls you into the room with him. He makes sure to shut the door behind him.

“Steve, what are you doing? I thought we were leaving?”

He pushes you to the front of the washing machine and presses himself up against you, immediately making you feel how hard he is. “Need you, baby.” He reaches around and starts undoing your jeans.

You start pushing his hands away and try to turn around. His hold on your waist tightens, stopping you.

“Steve, we are not doing this here. You can wait until we get home.”

You are suddenly pushed until your front is resting on the top of the washing machine, Steve covering his body with yours. He lets out a low growl in your ear. “This” he presses his bulge more firmly against your ass “is your fault. So, you’re going to help me with it.”

You turn your head to the side as he pushes your jeans over the curve of your ass. “Me? What the fuck did I do? I haven’t even really talked to you today. Been with Lindsey all day.”

He fastens his pace in removing his own jeans, only lowering them enough to free his aching cock. He lands a smack to your panty covered ass. “Exactly. Made me so hard watching you with the baby. Made me think what it’d be like if we had one. What you’d look like swelled with my kid. Knew I had to have you.”

You managed to push him back far enough to stand up straight and turn around to face him. “Steve, I’m not going to let you fuck me in my sister’s laundry room.” He launches at you, trapping your body between his and the washing machine. “It’s cute that you think you’re in charge. Now, I’m going to fuck a baby into you. And I can either do that here or I’ll take you out in the living room where everyone is and bend you over there.”

Fuck. These panties are officially fucked. Still, you have questions. “I thought you didn’t want kids, Steve? Plus I’m on the pill.”

His face turns soft for a second. He cups your cheek in his left hand. “I didn’t think I did. But seeing you with her today? Now that’s all I want, all I can think about. You with our baby. You’d be the best mother. And you’ll just stop taking your pill. Starting today. We’ll keep trying until it takes. Is this something you’re even still wanting?”

You grab onto his wrist and push your cheek against his palm. “Of course it is.” You turn back around and bend over the washer. You lower your panties to your knees and shake your ass in his direction. “Well? What are you waiting for? Fuck a baby into me, Steve.”

He growls and closes the distance between you. He grabs the base of his cock and rubs the tip through your dripping folds. “Don’t have time to stretch you out first, sweetheart. And I’m really worked up, so this will probably be quick.”

You push back against him, eager to get him inside you already. “Don’t care. Just please, fuck me Professor Rogers.” You knew that’d get him.

“Fuck.” Is the only warning you get before he buries himself in you to the hilt. He just gets his hand over your mouth before your moan escapes your throat.

He only gives you a second to adjust to his size before he starts a bruising pace. After a few thrusts, he removes his hand from your mouth and smacks your ass. He feels you clench around him. “Yeah? You like when your professor fucks you?”

You quickly nod your head. “Yeah. You fuck me so good. Need your cum. Need you to fill me up.”

Steve quickens his pace even more if that’s possible. He moves his left hand off your hip and moves it around you to find your clit. He presses quick circles against it. “Need you to cum first, sweetheart. Need to feel you squeeze me.”

You start pushing back to meet his thrusts. You can feel the coil inside you ready to snap. You just need a little something more.

Steve leans over you and starts pressing kisses up your spine, his pace never faltering. Once he reaches your shoulder, he bites down lightly. He moves his mouth next to your ear. “Come on, sweetheart. Cum for your professor. Then I’ll fill you up nice and full, get you pregnant. Cum for me, Y/N.”

You press your face into the crook of your elbow to muffle your scream as you cum undone on his cock. Your orgasm triggers his. He cums with a quiet shout as he fills you full of his spend, some of it leaking out around him. He gives a few more shallow thrusts before stopping and catching his breath.

He rubs his hands up and down your back. “You okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

You turn your head so you can look at him. “Mmm, i’m great.” You can’t help but let out a little giggle, feeling drunk on sex.

Steve smiles down at you and moves his hand until it’s resting on your lower stomach. “I hope it worked.” He slowly pulls out and watches as his cum starts leaking out of your pussy. He quickly scoops it up and pushes it back inside, causing a whimper to escape your lips. “Sorry, sweetheart. Can’t let any of it go to waste.”

Once he’s sure he’s got it all, he quickly pulls your panties back into place. He stands you up and turns you around to press a sweet kiss to your lips. “I love you so much, thank you for being mine.”

You give him a big smile. “I love you, too. And thank you for picking me.” You bend down to pull up your jeans, Steve mirroring your actions. Once you’re both redressed, you wrap your arms around his neck and press a firm kiss to his lips.

“Now, let’s hurry up and get home. Want you to fill me up again.” You give him a wink and turn to head out the door. “You coming?”

He smirks as he starts following you out. “Oh, I will be.”

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fueledbyapplepi · 3 years

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I love your writing it's so good!!! Could I have reader having a crush on the boys and giving them a kiss while they think the boys are asleep and confessing their love to them with mikey, chifuyu and the haitani brothers? Im just so soft for those boys!!!

Sleep Tight | Mikey, Chifuyu, Ran, and Rindou

- Confessing to the boys while they're (not really) asleep

genre: 🌸 fluff 🌸

warnings: minor cussing

A/N: Thank you, anon! I really got into writing this one ( ◜‿◝ )♡ Also, I honestly think I need to come up with better titles because it sounds like a word vomit to me LMAO Anyway, I hope you enjoy this!

Mikey (Sano Manjiro)

Life would be nice if you had someone by your side who felt the same way about you.

You already have Mikey by your side, making every day much easier to get by. But does he feel the same way with you?

You practically grew up together with Mikey. Being neighbors with the man, you often come by to play with them as kids- leading to a blooming friendship. Although more often, it was you watching Mikey train in his grandfather’s dojo, where he never fails to amaze you with his tricks. Sometimes, you’ll have sleepovers together with Emma and Mikey where you’ll watch movies with them. Only for Mikey to be sound asleep halfway through the movie.

Growing up, nothing has changed that much with that routine. The only thing that has changed is your growing feelings for Mikey.

You saw the ups and downs in his life. From the time he established Toman to losing Shinichiro, you were there to witness how he would build a castle from the rocks of his downfalls.

So it was no surprise that you find your heart beating much faster when he’s around.

Childish as he is, you can’t deny the fact that Mikey is charismatic, beautiful, and kind. But, you never had the chance to tell him what you feel. Because what if he never saw you the same way?

You looked at Mikey, who’s currently sitting by your side almost half asleep. His head swings from side to side as he struggles on whether he should watch the movie or not.

“Mikey, you always never get to finish our movie nights. You’re no fun.” Emma pouted at his brother as she turned off the television.

“Mhmm, not sleepy.” Mikey turned to look at you then at Emma before leaning on your shoulder. “Just a little.”

Your heart flutters from close contact. “Maybe he’s tired from one of Toman’s meetings.” You turned to look at Emma with a sorry face

Sighing, Emma stepped out of the room as she looked at you, “I’ll get us a blanket, wait here Y/N.”

Your face felt hot as you realized that you were left alone in the room with Mikey. Well, this isn’t unusual for you two but with the strong feelings you have for him, you just can’t help but blush.

You looked at Mikey, his eyelashes seemed a bit longer, making his eyes more beautiful. His lips, although chapped, pouted with the way he’s comfy with you.

“Mikey, can you stop being so pretty? It makes me want to kiss you,” you whispered, thinking that Mikey’s probably dozing off to dreamland.

Mikey opened out one of his eyes to take a peek at you. All the sleepiness vanishing from his body. Did he just hear you right? “Then kiss me, Y/N.”

“Heh? Mikey, you’re awake?” you felt embarrassment creeping into you. “Mikey...I...look, sorry. I-”

Your blabbering mouth was silenced with a peck on the lips. Mikey kissing all your worries away.

“I like you too, Y/N.” He smiled as he leaned closer to you. Your foreheads touching and nose brush against each other.

You felt like you’re on cloud nine. Is this real? Mikey likes you too?

Before you could say anything, the door opened with Emma looking at the two of you weirdly. “Hehhh, am I interrupting something?”

You and Mikey looked at Emma. An embarrassed look on both of your faces as if you were caught red-handed.

Now, there’s a lot of explaining to do.

Chifuyu Matsuno

No matter how many times you try, you always seem to lose.

But who won’t?

With Chifuyu’s angelic smile and kind eyes, your determination to admit your feelings for him always seems to waver. It’s just that your thoughts always fly out the window and anxiousness gets the best of you.

You’ve known Chifuyu for quite some time now. Baji, who’s your cousin, introduced him to you as Toman’s 1st Division Vice-Captain and most trusted partner. Of course, it was only natural for you to be wary of him. Baji might trust him, but he could be some sort of drug dealer or serial killer. Who knows?

You’re wrong though. The more time you spend with Chifuyu, the more you appreciate his presence. How can you not? He always lends you a helping hand whenever you need it. As cliche as it sounds, Chifuyu is like the knight and shining armor in your life.

And now here he is. Once again saving you from another horrible situation.

Chifuyu offered you a ride when he found you drenched from the rain in Shinagawa. Apparently, the weather wouldn’t be pleasant today but you forgot to read the weather forecast. Currently, he brought you to his home for the meantime as the rain wouldn’t be stopping until tomorrow.

“I’ll just text and let Baji-san know that you’ll be staying here.” Chifuyu handed you a blanket as he laid on his futon.

“Thank you, Chifuyu. But I swear it’s okay for me to sleep there. This is your bed anyway.” You said embarrassed.

Chifuyu yawned. Tiredness dropping from his eyes. “It’s alright, Y/N. I can’t let Baji-san’s pretty cousin sleep on the floor.” He smiled at you with a faint blush on his cheeks.

You laid on the bed silently. Blushing from his compliment. Did he just call you beautiful?

You looked at the ceiling for about a good minute before turning to Chifuyu. “Chifuyu-san, I-”

A soft sleeping figure cut you off. The light from the lamp outside reflected on his beautiful features.

You padded off your feet on the floor and sat right next to Chifuyu. Observing him, you notice that he looks prettier when he’s peaceful like this.

You hesitatingly brushed your fingers on his hair. While massaging it, you can’t help but feel overwhelmed by your emotions. “I like you, Chifuyu-san.” You smiled proudly at yourself as you finally got to admit your feelings even though he’s asleep.

However, you noticed that the sleeping figure in front of you stiffened and reddened from your statement. Eyes wide, you held a hand in your mouth.

“Chifuyu-san, are you awake?” You hoped that he wasn’t.

But apparently, he is. “I guess you caught me.” Chifuyu sat up and scratched his head as he smiled at you sheepishly. “That felt nice though.”

“I’m sorry!” You bowed your head, hair hiding your flustered state.

“I like it!” Chifuyu panicked. “I mean, no. I like it. But, I like you too, Y/N-san.”

You laughed. At the same time, feeling extremely happy from what you just had heard.

“I guess we have some explaining to do with Baji-san.” you teased him

“Mhmm. But,” he held your hand and put it into his hair. “Would you continue that?” Chifuyu smiled.

“Of course.” You smiled at him, continuing your hair massages.

Looks like you won this time.

Ran Haitani

You’re no medical expert. The only knowledge you got was based on textbooks and first aid knowledge.

Yet somehow, Ran would always come knocking on your door whenever he has cuts or injuries. Sometimes, even without one, he would come by at your place and complain that his body is painful.

And it’s one of those nights again as you hear a soft knock on the door.

Moving to Roppongi, you were warned about the Haitani brothers. How you must stay away from them because they’re just no good. However, you somehow managed to come across the elder Haitani while you were shopping at a local store when he asked you what hair dye he should use.

This little interaction moved from one way to the other and now, ever since Ran found out where you live, he always comes by to let you heal his “injuries”.

You’re not complaining though. Despite the rumors and warnings, Ran was much more different from what other people say. He may be cocky and teasing, but the beautiful man sure is nice when it comes to you.

Causing you to develop a little crush on him.

You opened the door as you welcomed Ran. “Now, what do we have for tonight?”

Ran stepped in as he walked towards the couch. Laying as if he lives around here. “I got a bump on my forehead.” He pointed out as he pouted at you.

“You have Rindou! And you call yourself notorious but you come here whining like a baby.” you rolled your eyes as you got in the kitchen getting an ice pack for the man.

“Here.” You handed out the ice pack as you stood up in front of him.

“No.” Ran rolled his eyes. “Kiss it, Y/N.” he pouted once again.

“You’re not a baby, Ran. Tch.” you sighed as you sat across him. “Take a nap here and I’ll cook for you when you wake up.”

“Now, wifey material aren’t we.” Ran teased as he closed his eyes. Holding the ice packet against his forehead.

About a good 10 minutes have passed and you never heard another bicker from Ran. As you look at him, the man seems to be sleeping like a log.

You crouched down near him. Observing his features. You must say, he’s quite beautiful and more attractive when less chaotic.

“You’re such a big baby.” Thinking that he’s asleep, you kissed the small bump on his forehead.

As you got up to prepare his late dinner, a hand clutched yours.

You felt your body freeze for a moment as you turned around and saw a bastard smiling cockily.

“Do it again, Y/N.” Ran grinned at you as he held on tighter on your hand. “I’m a big baby but your baby.”

“Let me go!.” your face was beat red as you tried to yank off your hands. Only failing as Ran grabbed your arms causing you to fall on top of him.

“I like you, Y/N” Ran hugged you tightly while you were a blushing mess on top of him. “So let's just stay like this for a while.”

And you did.

Being with Ran isn’t so bad after all.

Rindou Haitani

If there’s one thing you’re proud of, it’s the skill you have for coloring people’s hair.

You like dyeing your hair, your friend’s hair, your cousins, and to just anyone who asks for your help. So it was no surprise when Rindou asked you to help him in doing his highlights.

Of course you can’t say no. Not because he is a Haitani but because you actually like his presence. When you’re around him, everything seems more calm and peaceful.

Despite being a menace around Roppongi, you and Rindou are actually good friends. You’ve known each other when he saved your ass around a group of guys who tried to harass you. And although he was stoic to you at first, he was able to ease up to you because of your caring nature.

After all, you recognized him as Rindou Haitani and not “Ran’s younger brother”. And he appreciated you for it.

So now here you are in their living room. Currently finished in dyeing Rindou’s hair.

“And there you have it. We just have to wait for an hour or so before washing it.” You tidied all the mess up as Ran sat and observed you. “By the way, why won’t you let me dye Ran’s hair?”

He raised an eyebrow upon your question. “Because he can’t have you.” Your eyes widened from his statement. Rindou, realizing what he just said, covered it up with an excuse. “I mean, I want him to dye his own hair and let it look shit. If he wants someone to dye his hair properly, he can go to the salon.”

You laughed at his statement. Well, he can actually crack up jokes once in a while if he loosens up his strict facade. “Oh Rindou, we also need to buy an extra conditioner.”

You looked up and saw the man with closed eyes. Deciding that you don’t want to disturb his sleep, you sat quietly beside him and observed him.

Rindou is already handsome with his glasses. But you realized that he looks much cuter without one.

He just looks good in anything.

You traced the bridge of his nose as you admired his features. “You know what? I actually might have feelings for you.” you muttered softly as you smiled.

“Let’s go out on a date then.” Rindou opened his eyes as he looked at you. Your lips a few inches away from his.

“Rindou!!!” You sat up straight. “I thought you were-”

“Asleep? Well I’m not.” he smiled at you as reached out for your hand. “But I meant it Y/N. I like you, and I want us to go on a date.” Rindou looked at you, hoping for an immediate response.

He does like you. After all, you were the only person who he was able to open up to other than Ran.

“Okay.” You smiled as you brushed your thumb at the top of his hand.

Rindou caressed your cheeks. Leaning in and going for a kiss.

“Ohh. Can I join?” a teasing voice butted in. Causing you two to look at the tall man who’s leaning in the doorframe. “I mean can I join Y/N’s dye party? Just continue that later.”

“Ran, get out!” Rindou shouted as he pointed at the door to his brother.

Well, things quickly escalated with the brothers.

As well as your relationship with Rindou.

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outerbankies · 3 years

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i see topper being drunk and passed out in wilburs dog bed

+ for the other anon who said: “WILLIE AND TOP SCENES PLZ”

here you go! let’s say this takes place at some point in the new light universe over the summer when everyone’s still home from college

new light blurb: soft spot

new light series masterlist

pairing: rafe x reader

warnings: mentions of alcohol/drunkenness

“Bottomless mimosas at the Island Club still packs a punch, huh, Top?”

You’d smile over at your boyfriend at his quip, but you’re too busy currently supporting half of Topper’s weight (well, more like 30 percent—all Rafe would allow you to carry) as you and Rafe help him up your front porch steps. And after spending the entire 20-minute Uber ride back to your house wrestling Topper’s phone out of his hand so he couldn’t call his almost-but-not-really-girlfriend, you were already exhausted.

“Shut up, Cameron,” Topper slurs, stumbling a bit as you try to unlock your front door. You weren’t nearly as gone as Topper but you fiddle with your keys long enough that Rafe speaks up.

“You got it, baby?”

“Yep, yes,” you confirm finally pushing the door open, the cool AC on your skin a welcome change from the summer humidity.

“Ah,” Rafe sighs, cheeks flushed. “Feels good in here.”

“Remind me why we couldn’t just take him to his own house?” you ask.

“His grandpa’s got that garden party later, remember,” Rafe says, finally nudging you away enough times that you just lead them up the stairs while Rafe helps Topper. “It’s at his mom’s so they’ll be setting up all day. We have to go too, sweetheart. Do you still have that polo I left here after your mom’s brunch thing?”

Rafe had shown up ten minutes early to the event your mom was hosting last weekend in a white undershirt and pressed slacks, modeling for you two different shirt options he couldn’t decide on. When you picked the best one, he left the other behind in your closet. Your lips quirk up at the memory of him, palms sweaty and nerves evident as he stuck to your side all morning, cheeks permanently tinged red by how many of your mom’s friends called him handsome. “Yes, that navy blue one?”

“Yeah, that should do, right?”

“I think so. Business stuff?”

“Yeah. It’s his re-election announcement. My dad wants me to talk to this potential investor. You could wear that white dress.”

“Which—”

“Oh fuck,” Topper slurs, swaying once the two of you get to the top of the landing. “That’s today?”

“Yeah bud,” Rafe huffs a breath. “Which you conveniently forgot to tell us about until round five. You have about three hours to sleep this off.”

“Rafe, he’s not gonna—”

“Have a little faith, Y/n/n. Ivy League over here can clearly hold his liquor.”

“Oh, fuck off,” Topper murmurs, pushing Rafe off and promptly falling flat on his face in your hallway. “Ow.”

“Jesus Christ,” Rafe says, hands on his hips. “I’m gonna murder Kelce for dipping on us. Can we just leave him there?”

“In the middle of my hallway? Rafe, no.”

“Well he’s not going in your bed, is he?”

“Why not?”

“Because where are we—”

Topper’s grumble from the floor interrupts your bickering, and Rafe just sighs, picking his friend back up again.

“Rafe, I just don’t want my parents to see him. We can go sleep in the—”

“No, the guest rooms don’t have locks,” Rafe says.

“So?” you question, kicking off your heels and flicking on the light in your room. “It’s not like we’re gonna do anything.”

“Is your dad home?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’m not sleeping in the same bed as you in an unlocked room,” he huffs, dragging Topper through your doorway.

“Then where is—”

“I have an idea.”

Rafe beelines to the dog bed in the corner of your bedroom, making sure Wilbur is safe to one side before gently laying Topper down on the other side.

“Rafe, no,” you whisper-shout. “You know he’s afraid of Wilbur.”

Your boyfriend just shushes you, pointing at the two of them.

Topper is out instantly, curling up around your dog who just sniffs him over a few times before nuzzling into him too.

“Problem solved.”

“Babe, he can’t sleep on the dog bed,” you chide, jewelry coming off.

“Oh, c’mon, sweetheart,” Rafe says, sitting at the edge of your bed to take off his shoes. “He’s fine. Look at him. Most relaxed he’s ever been around Willie. Isn’t he, buddy?”

Wilbur’s tail swishes against your feet when you walk to the closet, stopping to take a picture of the two of them before changing.

“Rafe, do you wanna—”

“Nap,” Rafe says, already shirtless underneath your covers, patting the space next to him. You just smile, hitting your light again before crawling up next to him.

“Hi,” you whisper, giving him a peck. Rafe’s hand behind your head stops you once you try to pull back so he can kiss you some more.

“Hi.”

You feel the sleepiness come for you the moment you rest your head on his chest, his hand coming to rest on your back, shirt rucked up so he can touch you skin to skin.

“We’re not making it to that garden party, are we?”

“Don’t underestimate us, Y/l/n. We did shit like this all the time in high school.”

“But we’re not in high school now.”

“Well of course not,” Rafe says. “Cause then I wouldn’t be in your bed right now—”

A voice from the floor interrupts you both.

“Listen, I am, like. Just so, so happy you guys finally got your shit together,” Topper slurs. “Like, Rafe, man? That—I was impressed. Really didn’t think it’d happen for a bit there.”

“Uh… thanks Top,” Rafe grumbles as you try to stifle your laughter.

“And you too, Y/n,” Topper continues in slurs. “Like seriously, no idea why it took this long but—”

“Is there a point to this story?”

“Yes. Shut the fuck up, I’m trying to sleep.”

“Okay, Ivy League,” Rafe digs, causing you to giggle again.

“Fuck you both. Also, who’s dog is this?”

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harrystylesslutt · 3 years

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can you write where the reader and harry get into an argument while h is in his subspace and the reader says something mean but doesnt realize he is and he starts crying, and she goes to cuddle with him or something pls?? with mommy kink and him sucking on your breasts. love your writing <3

yes omg i love that concept!

warnings: angst, fluff, mommy kink.

You had been having a hard day at work so all you wanted to do was go home, watch a movie and relax.

When you got home you saw harry napping but you didn't wanna wake him so you ate alone in the kitchen and then settled yourself on the couch, putting a horror movie on.

After a while you heard footsteps coming down the stairs, you tilted your head to find a sleepy harry rubbing his eyes and yawning.

He smiles when he sees you and walks over to you, pulling the blanket off your body and replacing it with his own.

Harry didn't want to tell you that he was feeling subby, not wanting to sound needy cause you were obviously tired.

"Why didn't you wake me" he pouts and presses a quick kiss to your lips "I saw that you were napping and didn't wanna wake u baby, y'looked so peaceful" you said while stroking his hair.

He smiles and nods, and rests his head on your chest to watch the movie with you.

Unlike you, harry wasn't enjoying the movie you felt his arms tightening around you and his hands clutching your shirt every time someone screams. He then suddenly yelps when a scary scene comes on and pulls the blanket over his head.

"Can we please change the movie mo-lovie, it's scary" he whispers, still hiding his head under the blanket.

"It's supposed to be scary H, it's a horror movie" "I know but I'm scared, not gonna be able to sleep at night". He says, his voice even lower than before, now putting his hands over his ears to cover them, not wanting to hear the noises coming from the tv.

"for fuck's sake! I'm enjoying the movie harry! If you don't want to watch it, then just leave and wait till the movie's over!" you say a little too loudly, but in this moment you were finally letting out all the anger you had in you all day so you didn't really notice.

"But-" he whimpers, his voice shaking, you cut him off "But nothing! I didn't even tell you to come watch! You just clung yourself to me, and that doesn't mean that I should change the movie I'm enjoying for you!"

He feels his eyes tearing up at your words so he quickly gets off of you mumbling a low "sorry" before running back upstairs and slamming the bedroom door shut.

You let out a sigh and shake your head at his dramatic reaction and keep watching the movie.

After the movie is over, you get up, turning the tv off, before going upstairs to the bedroom. When you get to the door you hear sniffles coming from inside and worry washes over you. You didn't make him cry right?

You slowly turn the doorknob, relieved when you realise he didn't lock the door. When you open it all the way, you see a sight that breaks your heart.

Harry was sitting on your shared bed, hugging your pillow and sobbing uncontrollably.

When you walk to him, you slowly place your hand on his back, not wanting to make any wrong movements, cause you knew that you overreacted and this was your fault, but you just didn't get why harry was crying this hard over something like this.

"Baby?" you whisper, guilt and regret filling your eyes. He finally looks up you, trying to control his sobs. His eyes were red and puffy from how much he was crying.

"Harry baby talk to me please?" You say while slowly removing the pillow from his arms, and wrapping your own around him.

He rests his head against your chest and hugs you, "Mommy am I that annoying?" he whimpers.

That's when you finally understand what's going on. He was in his sub space. All he wanted to do was to be close to you but you yelled at him and basically kicked him out of the room.

"Angel, why didn't you tell me you were feeling subby?" You mumble before pressing a soft kiss to his head.

He sniffles before speaking "Didn't want to annoy you more than I already do, y'looked so tired, I didn't want you to worry about me"

You tighten your arms around him at his words, "I'm so so so sorry baby, you're not annoying, I was just so overwhelmed with work and I just kinda took it out on you, please forgive me angel, I love you so much"

He lifts his head up to look at you and smiles "I forgive you, I love you too mommy" he leans in to kiss you, when your lips touch his, you feel him relax under your touch and sigh into the kiss.

When you both pull away he whispers "can I have a proper cuddle now? I missed you today mommy, so so much" he pouts when you pull away, thinking that you were going to decline his request, but smiles when he sees you resting against the headboard, opening your arms for him.

He crawls up to you and sits on his tummy between your spread legs, you feel his hand toying with the hem of your shirt and then you see him looking at you and you immediately realise what he wants so you pull away slighty to take your shirt off, throwing it away somewhere in the room.

He cups your tits with his hands before wrapping his mouth around one of your nipples, closing his eyes and sucking it gently, his hand resting on your other breast.

You rub your hands up and down his back, and adjust yourself to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

The action makes your nipple slip out of his mouth, so he quickly opens his eyes, whimpering at the loss of contact. You don't seem to notice so he whines "mommy".

You look at his now teary eyes "aww baby it's okay, I'm sorry I was just getting comfortable c'mon let's go to sleep yeah?"

He nods slowly, taking your nipple back in his mouth, sucking softly while you play with his curls.

You whisper a low "night angel" when you feel yourself falling asleep, and you notice that his mouth isn't moving anymore which means that he's already sleeping.

After a while you feel him shift the hand that was resting on your breast to hold your hand instead.

You smile to yourself and kiss his head one last time before drifting off to dreamland.

A/N: I had so much fun writing this tbh. request for more <3

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prettyboykatsuki · 3 years

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comforting sleep deprived s/o | bnha

➳ incld ;; bakugo and kirishima

➳ warnings ;; none, just fluff, pro-hero!au

➳ wc ;; 1.8k overall.

➳ a/n ;; i haven’t slept properly in days. running on empty so this is how im coping. i love them.

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i. bakugo katsuki

- doesn’t like napping cause he insists on keeping his sleep schedule tight. not that you can really get mad at him over that - hero work is busy and he doesn’t like being tired cause it makes him more aggravated than usual.

- so he avoids naps almost at all costs and rarely gets tired. his sleep schedule is really, really good.

- not so much the same for you though.

- bakugo accepted pretty early on that you were something of a night-owl. bad sleep anxiety and just generally having too much energy at night made it so that he rarely ever saw you go to bed. you were at least lagging a few hours behind him like. at all times.

- he didn’t really mind at first, but at some point he realized just how little sleep you actually got. one time he woke up at 7am, surprised to see you also awake - only to find out you hadn’t slept the entire night.

- he was pissed. after almost blowing up your kitchen, he sighed and basically told you that if you need helping sleeping to just “fucking ask him” or else.

- needless to say, it didn’t get that much better. you two compromised by setting a time that you had to be in bed by, even if you weren’t asleep. whenever bakugo has time, he’s always trying to get you to rest but sometimes his schedule doesn’t really allow him to check up on you how he likes.

- he’s coming home from a long mission. not super tired but just tedious work. he just wanted to relax. it was late, 3:37am on the clock when he finally walks in.

- to his surprise - there’s a light on in the kitchen. when he walks in, very confused, he sees you sliding cookies off of a sheetpan into a little plastic tupperware. he stops. he stares.

- why the hell were you baking at three in the fucking morning

- “what the fuck are you doing awake?”

- you jump back with a hand over your chest, barely catching your breath. you blink a few times before sighing.

- “baking. i didn’t think you’d be home so soon”

- he hears it before he sees it. your voice is absolutely tattered - he can literally hear how exhausted you are. he pumps the breaks, walking towards you swiftly before staring down at you hard.

- “when was the last time you slept,”

- you press your lips into a tight smile, and he sees the dark purple under your eyes. he feel his heart hurt a little. his hands come up to your face as he brushes his thumb every so slightly against your lashes.

- “it’s uh.. hard to sleep without you. more than usual, you know”

- “Y/N”

- “i don’t know. maybe two or three days ago properly? i mean i got some sleep in between but -,”

- he stops you before you can start. he shuts the cookie container and leaves the tray in the sink before grabbing your hand a little forcefully and tugs you to the bathroom - lifting you up onto the counter. you know to stay put.

- when he comes back it’s with a fresh change of clothes for the both of you. you blink at him owlishly as he strips himself off of his clothes - grateful he took time to shower at the agency.

- he takes his shirt off and then takes yours off too, before pulling you right towards him. your arms instantly are around his neck, the warmth of his body pressed against your figure with his chin tucked over your shoulder.

- and god - he’s so comforting you kind of want to cry. he smells like clean soap and deodorant and a little like smoke. feeling his skin against yours makes you feel instant relief. just hugging in the bathroom has you falling half asleep. you were just so tired.

- when he pulls back, his whole face looks so damn worried it makes you want to cry. you put your own hands on his face and cheek, brushing your thumb on his cheek bone as he rests his forehead on yours.

- “dumbasss. i can leave something with you if it’s that bad - fuck, you could’ve called me, you know?”

- and you sigh and smile and kiss him a bit before pulling away again. man, you’re tired. you’re so, so tired.

- “yeah.. i know,”

- he helps you get undressed and freshened up, even rubs your facewash into your skin and rubs all your skincare in before hauling you off the bed. he turns the lights dim and just holds you, rubbing circles into your back as he holds you right to his chest.

- “go to fucking sleep,” “love you katsuki” “..love you too”

- he doesn’t sleep until you do, and wakes up the next morning to call in sick for you while you sleep against his chest. he should probably wake up but.. sleeping a bit longer won’t kill him.

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ii. kirishima eijirou

- kirishima likes to wake up pretty early so he can workout and do his cardio at the start of his day and his weightlifting later on. sleeping well is important to him cause his workout routine is super unforgiving if he’s not resting properly on rest days and the like. building muscles absolutely requires sleep!

- that being said - he doesn’t mind not sleeping early if he has something to do. drinking especially normally keeps him up on weekends. overall, it was good but he doesn’t limit himself.

- overall, it’s not something he paid a ton of attention too. life is all about balance so kiri goes with the flow. his rule of thumb is trying to get at least 8 hours a night tho.

- but because kirishima is so go with the flow - it took him a long time to figure out that you were a night owl and something of an insomniac. he assumed that when he wished you goodnight everday, you fell asleep around the same time as him.

- but one drunken even, he finds himself stumbling to your apartment. knocking on your and barely standing upright - he immediately is planning on apologizing for disturbing your sleep.

- but then you.. open the door and you’re literally wide awake. you look tired but you’re clearly not sleepy. kirishima, once gain, blasted - pushes the thoughts to the back of his mind and grins toothily. he’s just excited to see you at that point and forgets about the whole ordeal until a few weeks later.

- he ends up texting you about it a couple weeks later, assuming it’d be a once off thing that you’d explain to him.

- ... is upset and shocked to learn that you rarely, if ever fall asleep before two am like on a good day. poor man is in shock for the rest of the day and proceeds to ask you about why you have a hard time to sleeping to try and see what he can do.

- he wants to help but you just keep brushing it off and it honestly made him so upset he didn’t know what to do with himself. he couldn’t sleep a wink that night because the whole thing is bothering him so damn much.

- what really sets him off is when he finally has a chance to see you after a few weeks. you were busy with uni and didn’t really have a ton of time to see him so the two of you couldn’t see each other properly for a few weeks.

- he’s elated to see you. he’s missed his baby so much and he’s pulling all the stops out when he’s getting dressed. jeans cuffed, his best cologne, fresh shaved, brand new sneakers. he really wants to impress.

- he’s wrapping you up into the tightest hug when he see’s you. your dressed comfortably but he still thinks you look so beautiful and he’s complimenting you, giving you kisses and overall just doting on you. he wraps your hand in his yours and just talks.

- in fact, he’s so excited to see you, he doesn’t notice how..deflated you are. not at first anyways.

- but as the date goes on, it becomes more and more obvious you don’t share his enthusiasm in the same way.

- sure, he’s talkative but you haven’t said a word about how your week has been. all of his jokes have been met with mere huffs and forced chuckles and your eyes seem really distant.

- it hits him all at once at the end of your date when you just seem so... out of it. he’s about to take you somewhere else but you stopped listening a while ago. kirishima stops dead in his tracks and holds your hand nervously, calling you a few times to get your attention.

- “Y/N.. are you mad at me? is something wrong?”

- your eyes go wide, flailing your hands to reassure him. you knew you were acting strange but to see kirishima this upset makes you feel awful.

- “oh kiri - god no, it’s not you. sorry for being so.. distant - it’s not you,”

- “well then.. what’s wrong?”

- kirishima feels his heart get pierced when he sees you laugh. you look... so exhausted. your eyes are so heavy and the makeup on your skin is only barely concealing your dark circles. why did it take him so long to notice?

- before he can even reply, he remembers that little tidbit about your sleep schedule. his heart so genuinely aches.

- “Y/N.. when was the last time you got any proper sleep?”

- you flinch, visibly at the question. with an awkward laugh you inform him that it had been at least a week since you’ve had the time to actually sleep.

- “why didn’t you sleep today? on your day off?”

- “i uhm.. wanted to see you. i know you had a date planned and i was excited to see you. sorry for.. ruining your plans”

- he’s devastated by how cute you are. hugs you so damn tight.

- “baby, you can see me whenever. im happy being with you even if all we’re doing is napping together”

- when you mumble a soft “oh” in his chest, he can’t help but melt into a sigh. before you can protest, he’s dragging you back to his car and driving you home ignores your protests and buckles you, covering you with his jacket before kissing the crown of your head and telling you to sleep on the way back to his place.

- he watches you like a hawk the whole time until he arrives at his place. he wakes you up and carries you on his back until he gets inside. all he does is kick his shoes off before pulling the full weight of you down on his body, kissing your whole face.

- “sleep well baby. ill wake you up in a few”

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#bakugou x reader #kirishima x reader #bnha x reader #bakugou imagines #kirishima imagines #bnha imagines #writing tag #bakugo x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou x y/n #kirishima x you #kirishima x y/n #bnha x you #bnha x y/n #this is SO self indulgent im embarassed #bye i rlly wrote this in an hour

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baekhyuq · 3 years

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"Get You Alone." Baekhyun (m)

Chapter 3: Teddy Bear

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Single Dad!Bbh Word count: 12.3k Mini Playlist:

Aguardiente y limón - Kali Uchis

Heaven - EXO

DROWN - Baekhyun

Summary: You meet your friend’s parent for the first time. (This is not proof read lol)

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Baekhyun makes you both breakfast as your very heated morning has to come to an end. You can’t help but to bite your lip thinking about it. You wish your week would fly by just to have a taste of what he was like…

“Y/n?” Baekhyun waves a hand in front of your face, taking you out of your thoughts.

“Oh huh- thank you.” You say as he places a plate in front of you, along with a glass of orange juice.

“You know your morning breath isn’t as bad as I thought.”

You whip your head in Baekhyun’s direction, “Shut up! I don’t even have my overnight bag.. its not my fault.”

“Im kidding im kidding, you taste perfectly fine.” Baekhyun smiles before sitting with his own plate and drink. “Speaking of…” He starts before taking a sip from his glass. “Since Sofia is going to be gone for… lets say a week, or two.” Baekhyun looks at you expectantly. “Would you care to… spend time with me here?” You somehow anticipated this question all morning.

“Baekhyun, I would love to.” You smile, as you watch his expression light up face.

“I won’t make you regret it.” He says in a sing song voice before chewing his food. His cooking reminded you of your mothers in a way, sitting at the table eating with him was such a domestic activity. It made your heart flutter when Baekhyun stopped to look at you as you were eating silently, the sound from the television in the living room filling the silence.

“You look so cute just eating.” He mumbles leaning on his hand, his body language was just so tired and sluggish.

“Are you still tired,” As if on cue, Baekhyun yawns, showing his sharp canines you were puzzled by. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Baekhyun lets out a laugh, nodding his head. “Yeah, you were a handful trying to put to sleep. I couldn’t fall asleep after that because my heart was beating so loud.” He admits.

You’re surprised, “Baekhyun? Nervous?” You let your mouth fall into an o shape to add to your teasing. “I’ve never seen such thing before.” You laugh, showing a smile.

Baekhyun takes your hand on puts it over his chest where his heart is, you can feel the quick beating of his heart and it grows even faster. “It’s because of you, your smile, your laugh, your presence.”

His words cause you to feel bad for teasing him, even though you meant no. harm. “I didn’t know you reacted like this.”

“Now you do, you know just how crazy about you I am. My body reacts to you in weird ways.” Baekhyun closes his eyes, a small smile on his lips. His sleepy state is causing his tone to be more calm and quiet. You grin, knowing he’d take a nap to catch up on sleep.

“You can hardly stay awake.”

“I know sweetheart, I shouldn’t go back to sleep though. We just ate, and you’re wide awake.” He mumbles, shaking his head slightly.

You reach up to pinch his cheek, he opens one of his eyes to peek at you. “You can take a nap, I’ll work on some school work online. I’ll have to go home so I can pack some clothes.”

Baekhyun whines in protest at your words to leave him he grabs your hand holding it in his lap.

You roll your eyes, “It will only be about an hour or so. I can’t stay in these clothes all day.”

“You could take them off.” Baekhyun says slyly, resulting in him being smacked on the head. “Ow..” He jokes rubbing his head. “Fine… I guess I’ll be okay.” Baekhyun pouts poking out his bottom lip at you.

“Oh my god, I’ve never seen a bigger cry baby than you.” You stand up, taking both of your dishes to the sink and washing them. Baekhyun follows behind you, wrapping his hands around your waist causing you to shiver as his hands go under your shirt to rest over your tummy.

“Stop your hands are so cold.” You gasp.

“But I want to hold you..” Baekhyun pouts. “Warm up my hands.”

You feel ticklish as Baekhyun’s hands shift over your skin. “You warm up your own hands. Why are they so cold anyways?”

“I don’t know…It’s cold in the house.” He states the obvious.

You roll your eyes, taking his hands in yours after turning around in his arms. “Blow on them like this.” You hold his hands up to your mouth and warm them by blowing warm air on them.

Baekhyun seems to freeze at your eyes staring up at him, even such an innocent action was so deadly to Baekhyun, he cleared his throat, looking away. You rub his hand between your hands and let them go.

“Start wearing gloves, cold hands are unwanted by me and my tummy.” You cross your arms over your stomach.

“You should be my glove instead.” Baekhyun pouts, he’s just stalling you from leaving at this point. Not wanting to wait for you to get back.

“You have such a way with words.” You giggle, “I’ll go get my keys and my phone I’ll be back soon. Ok?”

Baekhyun pouts once more before nodding, “Okay..”

You could only think about Baekhyun on the car ride home, his words, his touch, his breath on the back of your neck. It was all intoxicating. Even his boyish charm you couldn’t resist, along with his childish pouting. Your phone buzzed in your pocket as you were unlocking your front door, you answered it without looking.

“Hello?”

“Are you done yet?”

“Baekhyun?”

“Yes.”

“How did you get my number?”” You’re moving through your apartment, swiftly packing things as you go.

“Sofia.”

You roll your eyes, a grin on your lips. “Of course. You’re that impatient?”

“I told you before Y/n. You make me very impatient.” You can hear the tone in his voice shift, suggesting something sensual.

You raise your brows, knowing he can’t see you. “You sound like a horny teenager.”

“Hey! If you were me you would be drooling over the sight of you. You seriously will never see yourself the way I see you.” Baekhyun defends himself. “You’re gorgeous.”

Your so lucky to not have Baekhyun here to see your cheeks turn red, “Shut up…”

“You’re blushing aren’t you?” You can hear the smirk on his lips as he speaks.

“Of course not..” You walk to your bathroom with a change of clothes before turning the water on in the shower. “I need to shower, I’ll be back in an hour, okay?” You hold the phone between your shoulder and ear.

“You’re going to shower and not let me be there?” Baekhyun pouts.

You scoff, “Of course.” And hang up, knowing Baekhyun would be pouting like a child. You dress down and step into the shower, the warm water relaxing your muscles. You couldn’t think of a better feeling than this..Your mind races back to Baekhyun in your arms and between your legs. You smile to yourself. Would this be your first real relationship? Could this work out for the best? You instantly thought back to Sofia, your smile dropping slightly. You have no idea how she would react, you felt a little guilty for staying over. You felt guilty for even agreeing to stay the for the week she was gone. Deep in your heart you knew Sofia would understand if you did tell her, that is if you ever had the guts to.

You clean your body, and exfoliate after leaving your skin smooth. You step out the shower and onto a plush mat before drying off your body. The bathroom is filled with the scent of coconut, your favorite. You apply lotion and move onto your skin care before exiting the bathroom. The cold air of your room hits you and you shiver slightly. You wanted to throw on Baekhyun’s sweater but it needed to be washed. You pout before finding another sweater in your closet to wear. You felt warm, but this was a nice warm. Not an overheating sweaty suffocating warm. It made you feel content.

Carrying your bag full of changes of clothes out to your car, you toss it in the passenger side and buckle up. You turn on the radio but your mind is so full of thoughts you tune it out anyways. A catchy song comes on to the radio and your ears perk up listening to the lyrics the man is singing, it makes you think of Baekhyun. You smile shaking your head.

“Hey, tell me what you want me to say.

You know I’m stupid for you,

Hey can you come and come out and play,

You know I’m stupid for you.”

As if on cue you’re phone rings as the song ends and you see its Sofia calling. You eyes widen and you quickly turn down the radio to answer. “Hello!”

“Hey Y/n!” She greets happily, “Im sorry for leaving so suddenly, the old folks really wanted me to come sooner.” You can here the excitement in her voice.

“No, it’s okay! I understand visiting family is always fun.” You smile.

“I just wish you could’ve came with me.” You can hear the pouting in her voice. “Aww, it’s okay. I wouldn’t want to intrude on your guys family time.” You reassure her.

“Really? Well okay.. How’s all that homework treating you?” She teases.

You groan loudly, “I actually forgot about that, I’ll have to work on it almost all day.”

“Haha, I knew you would have forgotten. Are you going somewhere? It sounds like you’re in a car.” Sofia asks.

You quickly think of a response, “Yeah I wanted to get something from town to eat. I don’t feel like cooking.” It feels so awful to lie to your best friend.

Sofia hums, “I could really go for a burger and fries too.”

You agree before laughing, “Did you give your father my number?”

“Yeah, he asked for emergency purposes, did he call to see if I’d given him a fake number?” She laughs loudly.

You laugh nervously, “Yeah he did. Haha.”

“Well I’ll let you go, take care of yourself while I’m gone!” She says with a fake stern voice.

You smile, “You know I will, you do the same.” As the phone hangs up you enter Baekhyun’s driveway. You shut off your car, before you exited your phone dinged.

“The doors unlocked.”

You raised an eyebrow at the text but proceeded to grab your bags and enter the house, being greeted by warmth. You couldn’t explain why your body was no longer overwhelmed by being warm. It was a pleasant change to say the least. You took off your shoes, sliding on slippers before making your way to Baekhyun’s room. The door was opened and you could smell a delightful scent. Coconut? It made you walk further into the room, seeing the bathroom door cracked open slightly. You could hear the shower running. He must have just gotten in. You sit your bags to the side and pull out your laptop, getting comfortable on Baekhyun’s bed before logging on to do start the very long process of completing your homework. Some was even overdue, you hated that you let yourself procrastinate the past few days. But it wasn’t entirely your fault. Baekhyun was on your mind almost twenty four seven.

As you were nose deep in your work you see the sliver of light from the bathroom become brighter as the door opens. You look up to see Baekhyun with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Oh I didn’t hear you come in, I only heard your car pull up.” He says, drying his hair with a towel.

You suddenly forget how to breath, seeing his bare chest was something new. To even think what was under that towel would be enough to make you faint. You could only stare at your computer screen, trying to distract yourself form getting a nosebleed.

“Hello? Earth to Y/n.” Baekhyun sits on the edge of the bed waving a hand in front of your face.

Your eyes shift to his nervously, “Yes?”

“Yes?-“ Baekhyun begins to pester you but stopped when he gets a whiff how good you smell. “Do we use the same body wash and lotion?” He can recognize the scent from anywhere. “Is it coconut and rice milk?” You say, failing to keep your eyes on his as they shift down to peek at his chest.

“Yes! Wow, we have similar taste. That’s amusing.” He laughs, he catches your eyes darting back and forth from his face to his chest. He raises and eyebrow before standing up. “My eyes are up here.” He jokes before walking off into his closet.

You’re almost a tomato with how close Baekhyun was and how good he smelled. You’re thankful he left when he did, or else you would have lost it.

“Oh and another thing-“ Baekhyun walks out fully dressed now, “How about I take you out to eat tonight?” His lip in-between his teeth as he anticipates your answer.

You instantly nod at the question, “Yes, I would love to.” But then you remember all your homework. “Wait, I’m not sure if I can tonight. I have a lot of school work to catch up on and over due homework.” You frown when you see Baekhyun’s smile drop. He nods understandingly though, but pouts and drags his feet back into his closet.

You want to coo at how cute he looked being a big baby but decide against it. Baekhyun returns with a pair of glasses that make you do a double take. Since when did he wear glasses?

“You have bad vision?”

“A little, I wear them when I need to work or just around the house.” He explains, pushing them up his nose as they fall slightly from him talking.

You try to contain the biggest smile but fail to do so, Baekhyun tilts his head at you.

“You look so cute in glasses. Like a literal dad.” You coo at him as he’s walking toward your side of the bed. Baekhyun shakes his head at your gushing.

“I am a dad, remember.” He flicks your forehead.

“Yeah yeah I know.. Sometimes I forget, you make me feel like a teen again, I can only assume you would be one with me.” You cross your arms over your stomach, staring at your laptop.

Baekhyun grins at your statement, “That’s the cutest thing I’ve heard you say.” He says, grabbing your hand. “Other than last night when you were begging me not to leave you.” He says dramatically reenacting your drunken state.

“Stop! I hate getting drunk. I just embarrass myself. I’ll never drink again.” You groan, regretting drinking with Baekhyun. “You weren’t even a little tipsy.”

“You know I found you absolutely adorable, you were so clingy and wanted to be held.” Baekhyun coos continuing to tease you. “It takes me a few drinks to get drunk really, I’d have to have something stronger than wine.” He says picking up your feet so he can sit, then placing them on his lap. “You were just a sight to see though.”

“I would love to see you drunk then.” You wrinkle your nose at him. He copies you before shaking his head.

“So what’s up with the sudden work load?” He asks referring to your school work.

You pause before answering, “I was…distracted. I guess.”

“Thats valid, I’ve been the same for these past few days.” He understood what you meant, there was no hiding it.

You can tell by his tone you’re both on the same page, “Fine, you were distracting me. And all of my thoughts.” You mumble.

Baekhyun’s eyes soften at the sound of your voice saying such words. “I felt the same, I’ve been staring blankly at walls deep in thought.” He plays with the hem of your leggings, “It’s addictive to sit and think about the one thing you’re obsessed with.”

You look at Baekhyun from over your laptop screen. He’s looking right back at you with those soft brown eyes, his lips in a line. His expression was neutral, his resting face.

“You can’t say things like that. I’ll suffer from a heart attack.”

Baekhyun laughs, “Come on grandma don’t die on me.” He begins tickling your feet.

You shriek trying to pull your feet from his grasp, struggling to contain your laughing. “Stop! Stop!”

“Whats the magic word?” He says, holding your legs down with his upper body.

“Please stop oh my god.” You say, tears forming in your eyes from laughing so hard.

“Eh, wrong.” He tickles you mercilessly, causing you to yelp again in response.

“What do you mean?” You say between laughing. “If that’s not the word what is?”

“Please sir.” Baekhyun says with all emotion drained from his face, he’s staring at you now his movements halted.

Your cheeks are red from laughing so you’re lucky he doesn’t see you blush.

“Please sir?”

“I was only kidding Y/n wow, I can’t believe you actually said it. Im going to be thinking about this all day.” He fakes being shocked, standing up.

“You manipulated me to say it.” You roll your eyes, annoyed with his cockiness. “I didn’t say it on my own will.”

“Oh?” Baekhyun raises an eyebrow at your words, something in his mind thought that you begging for him was something he wanted. Very badly. “Maybe that day will come when you’re saying those words.” He smirks down at you, “Who knows?”

You’re too shocked to say anything, your eyes just staring at his, opened wide. The look on your face amused Baekhyun, his desire to make you speechless at times won him over so he teased you to no end. But he understood when to stop, when you were no longer embarrassed but annoyed. He couldn’t stop thinking of a way to make you beg sooner. But over what? What do you need that he could hold on top of your head out of your reach to beg for him to give it to you. He couldn’t think of anything, he would immediately take the opportunity when it came. You both had a week to each other, if you stayed the whole week or not. Baekhyun wanted to spend time with you and get to know you. Finally, now that he’s got you alone. To himself, all to himself.

You’re watching as Baekhyun’s blankly staring at you, not saying a word as if he’s caught in a trance. “Baekhyun?”

You can see the light come back to his eyes as he realizes he’d been staring wordlessly. “Sorry, I was thinking.” He shakes his head chuckling to himself. You admire his laugh, every variety of it. The low seductive laugh, the loud obnoxious laugh, the soft giggling. It was all music to your ears.

“You have a very beautiful voice, Baekhyun.” You admit as he’s rummaging through a drawer. He turns to look at you, all his focus on you. “That’s the nicest compliment I could ever get.” The smile on his face melts your heart, you find yourself smiling back. He continues looking through his draw with the smile.

He would be the death of you, eventually.

You stretched as you typed one last word for an essay that was due tonight. You have been working on school work for the past three hours. Baekhyun was nowhere in sight, you drowned him out as you told him you needed to work on school work. He pouted and left the room to not bother you, he hadn’t been back since. You make your way into the living room, seeing Baekhyun sprawled out on the couch asleep. You coo at the sight, and tip toe your way to his sleeping figure. You crouch down, looking at his cute little nose and his eyes that were soft shut. His lips were parted slightly, you couldn’t resist letting your thumb trace over them. You admired his soft skin, a feature that was so overlooked. You hand rested on his jaw, holding his face in your palm. He looked like an angel, one sleepy angel. Your thumb rubbed over his soft cheek, you smiled tilting your head at the sight. Baekhyun’s eyes flutter open, he see’s you so closely and he moves without thinking. His hand on the back of your neck pulls you toward him and he’s smashing your lips onto his. You’re shocked still, unable to move by how bold he was at times. Baekhyun’s lips you’d kissed before was just as soft as the first time. His hand tangled in your hair, pulled slightly at it, earning a gasp from you. He took that as en opportunity to explore your mouth with his tongue. The feeling was making you warm, overwhelmingly so. He pulled you closer to him with his other hand, holding you by your hair with his right hand. You melted at his touches, all turned on from how he always took control, you didn’t have to think about your next move. Baekhyun made it so easy for you, you loved it.

Baekhyun’s hand trailed down to your hip but didn’t go past them. You whined, remembering your monthly. You were definitely going to get birth control immediately.

“You make the cutest noises.” Baekhyun whispered after pulling back to admire your swollen lips and red cheeks. You looked absolutely gorgeous to him, no matter what state you were in. He found you too cute.

“And you make me hot and bothered just to be reminded Im on my period.” You hit his arm, causing him to whine and grab it like a drama queen. “How could you.”

“It’s so hard to control my admiration for you when you’re so close to me like this Y/n.” He says pouting, “You’re the one who started it.”

You roll your eyes, standing up to leave but Baekhyun’s hands brought you right back to him. “Hmm?”

“When will you be done with homework.” He whines looking up at you, “I want to hold you and watch halloween movies.” His cute voice was going to be the death of you.

“It’s September.”

“So…It’s almost October.”

“Halloween movies in September?”

“Yes.”

You laugh before shaking your head. “I still have so much more work to do, I would love to watch movies with you but I can’t.” You give him an apologetic frown, he doesn’t let go of your hand when you move to leave. “Baekhyun.” You say in a stern voice, Baekhyun gets the hint and lets go of your hand. He pokes out his bottom lip at your scolding, he was the with a kid here, not the other way around. Baekhyun wanted to take you away from your studies, but he knew you were stubborn. He couldn’t bring himself to force you away from your work when you’d told him already that you were behind.

An idea popped into Baekhyun’s head, he grinned. He would make you a fancy dinner just for you two tonight, to enjoy relaxing and winding down the end of a day full of working. Speaking of which, Baekhyun hadn’t been working for the past week, he’d hadn’t had any work to do. He wasn’t complaining, it meant he could spend more time with his daughter. Or especially more time with you now.

Baekhyun yawned, sitting up right before he logged not his laptop to check his emails. Nothing much but ads and some older emails. He stretched his bones, hearing a pop.

“Ah Im so old.” He says stretching. Baekhyun knew he wasn’t an old man, but he sure did feel like it when he would do anything labor related and his bones would pop. Or being unable to open a jar, open his jaw without it making a sound. He embraced all the things that was coming with being a middle aged dad. He was proud of his daughter for growing up with separate parents. He was proud of himself for raising her to be such a good kid. The thought always brought tears to his eyes, he loved to think back to when Sophia was a baby and he was a new dad. He was always clueless with what to do with her, learning through trial and error.

He found himself crying, a tear rolling down his cheek as he stared at his computer screen in thought.

“Baekhyun?” He heard you call. He wiped his tears and cleared his throat, standing and walking to his room.

“Yes?”

“…Are you okay?” You could hear him sniffle in the living room as you were silently thinking about your school work. The house was so quiet, safe for the television and the sound of typing on a keyboard.

“Yes. Im good.” He smiles, standing in the doorway. You set your laptop aside and reach your arms out to him, he walks into them.

“I was just making sure.” You say into his tummy.

“I was thinking about Sophia as a baby, and it got to me.” Baekhyun admits, wiping another forming tear.

You coo at him, bringing his face down to wipe his tears yourself, “Aww, Baek you really are a sentimental man.” You see his cheeks turn pink, for the first time you’ve made him blush.

“Baek?” He questions the nickname, you’ve never said it before now.

“It’s a cute nickname isn’t it.”

He doesn’t know why he’s flustered. Maybe it’s the fact you’re comforting him in such a motherly way he’s never seen before. He feels his cheeks are warm and he hopes you don’t call him out on it.

“You’re blushing.”

Of course you do though.

“Shut up.” Baekhyun pouts, sniffing.

“Now you know how it feels.” You say pinching his cheek. “You meanie.”

He takes your wrists in each of his hands, something about the view of you teasing him with a smile stirred something in him. “Okay okay, I’m sorry for teasing you so much.”

“Good!” You say sticking your tongue out at him playfully. Baekhyun shakes his head letting go of your wrists, he turns to leave.

“I’ll let you get back to your school work.”

You stop him, “Baekhyun?”

“Yes sweetheart.”

“Come here.” You move your laptop to the night stand, scooting over on the lay while laying on your side. You opened the covers for Baekhyun inviting him.

Baekhyun grins, gladly laying under the covers, face on your chest cuddled up to you.

You wrap your arms around his shoulders, comfortable.

“I need to take a break from it, and I wanted to hold you too..” You confess.

Baekhyun squeezes you tightly releasing a groan in the process. “I’m glad, I could really use this right now. I love holding you.” The words leave Baekhyun’s mouth faster than he could stop them. Your cheeks burn at the word love dropping from his tongue, it feels so surreal embracing him.

“Me too.” You admit shyly. Your words reassure Baekhyun from being slightly embarrassed he used the word love so freely. He relaxes into your arms, shutting his eyes as he rests his cheek on your chest. You thought that the sight of the top of his head was the cutest thing, his fluffy hair that smelled of coconut, begging to be played with.

“Y/n.” His calling of your name catches you off guard.

“Yes?” Your hand goes to pet his head. “You smell so good, it makes me want to eat you up.” Baekhyun says into your chest. “It’s seriously intoxicating.”

“Well we do use the same shower products, so we smell the same right now.” You laugh.

“So you’re saying I smell good too? Your compliments are the best.” He jokes, earning a tug on his hair. He groans at the sensation. The sound is like music to your ears, hearing Baekhyun groan below you while his chest vibrated on you was heaven. You could seriously asked to be strike down by god for being cursed with a period.. If it wasn’t for that, you would have had this man more than once. You could only imagine what Baekhyun was like, he has a teasing personality and likes to push the boundaries. So naturally you would assume he was maybe a dominant man in bed? You could also be wrong, but who knows? You certainly don’t. Yet.

You’re taken out of your thoughts by Baekhyun pinching you, “Earth to Y/n, are you awake?” He says tilting his head up to see your sleepy eyes. You did feel sleepy from being up so late and doing boring school work.

“Owie, that hurt.” You jokingly say in a baby tone, Baekhyun’s body tenses up below you.

“Y/n you test me so much. Just you wait, young lady.” He says a little above a whisper, the words meant for you and only you.

“Wait for what? I didn’t even do anything.” You whine, resting your head on the pillow. Baekhyun shakes his head, laying it back down on your chest.

“You’ll see, don’t worry Y/n. You will experience it all, I won’t make you wait long sweetie.” As he speaks he places his hand over your stomach. “You’ll feel it all.” He rubs your side and over your hip, comfortingly. You can sense the tension between you two once again. Baekhyun was so easily turned on by anything you said, you might as well be labeled X-Rated.

“You’re always so horny, why is that?” You press, knowing he will only get more worked up and finally tip over. You kind of wanted to see what Baekhyun would look like so sexually frustrated.

“Y/n lets not talk about this.” He groans, his hand grips your hip. His body is telling him otherwise as his words just deny his desire.

“But I really want to.”

“No.”

“Why..”

“Because I said so.”

You choose your words carefully to rile up Baekhyun even more. “Okay Daddy.”

Baekhyun shoots up, looking at you with slightly widened eyes. “Don’t do this to me, you know we can’t even… Not right now anyways.” He whines, gripping your hip even harder. His other hand that was rubbing shapes on your side halted.

You bring your hand up to Baekhyun’s jaw, caressing his face. “I just wanted to see what you looked like, so worked up.”

Baekhyun deeply frowns and pinches your side, “That is seriously not fun. You wouldn’t like it if I did that to you.” He grumbles, clearly irritated and pouty. He rests his head back down.

“You already have.” You think back to this morning, the feeling of being so ready for Baekhyun just to be reminded of your period. Something he knew very well of. He chuckles at the thought.

“You were so ready, I could see the look in your eyes. You looked so beautiful like that. I didn’t want it to end.” Baekhyun laughs, you can feel him smile against your chest.

“Why would you do that to me, knowing damn well..” It was annoying to have Baekhyun all to yourself and do the absolute bare minimum. You were lucky your periods were very short, lasting around three days, they were just super uncomfortable and painful.

“How about I make it up to you?” Baekhyun’s words interest you, you raise an eyebrow at the question.

“How so?”

“Let me take you out to eat. Tomorrow, just you and I.” He rubs circles over your tummy where he had slide his hand underneath. “It would be a good time, I promise.”

You think about the offer, it would be nice to go out somewhere nice for once. You’ve just been so busy with school. You’re sure Baekhyun’s been the same with work.

“Okay.”

“Really?” Baekhyun sits up to look at you, a smile on his face.

You nod, returning his contagious smile and excitability. It was nice being around someone so bubbly and sweet. Baekhyun took your face in one of his hands, bringing it to his before placing his lips on yours. You smiled into the kiss, it was short and sweet. Relaying the message he wanted to send.

“You won’t regret it, I will make sure you’re taken care of.” Baekhyun says to you as he pulls back from the brief kiss. His thumb traces your bottom lip. “Kissing you feels surreal. I don’t know if i’ll ever get use to it.”

You playfully bite his thumb licking your tongue over it. Baekhyun clenches his jaw, watching your lips as you release his thumb. He knew you were only being innocent and having fun, but he couldn’t stop his dark thoughts.

“I can’t.” Baekhyun says getting up and standing by the bed.

You raise your brows at him, “What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean. I need to take a breather, i’ll be in the living room. Stay here.” He says sternly. You watch as he exits the room, shutting the door behind him. Your lips curl into a smirk. You had finally seen him break, it was a sight to see. The way his jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed. Him leaving was the cherry on top, you expected him to lay with you or maybe just be your company while you worked on school work. But it was entertaining to see Baekhyun not himself. You shook your head giggling, you grabbed your computer from the table and continued your work.

The next day rolled around, the morning sunlight shining over the room as your eyes opened. Baekhyun felt it was appropriate for you to sleep in the guests room because of his… impatience. You couldn’t lie though, waking up alone felt a little sad. It made you feel truly lonely. You could only wonder if Baekhyun felt the same. You stretched before standing from your bed to gather some clothes to take a shower. You quickly showered, and applied lotion and perfume, did your skin care and dressed yourself before leaving the bathroom. You opted to wear a cozy sweater and some leggings because you wanted to be comfortable. You even skipped out on wearing a bra, you couldn’t tell because of your sweater anyways.

You could smell the aroma of bacon, you knew he was making breakfast. You walked to the kitchen with a smile on your face as you saw Baekhyun cooking, with his back to you. He was wearing a brown sweater with sweats, he looked adorable. You slowly tip toed behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist. He jumped slightly before sighing.

“You scared me, I could’ve just burned myself.” Baekhyun shakes his head.

You rest your head on his broad back humming contently. “Im sorry. I couldn’t resist when you look like a giant teddy bear.” At your comment Baekhyun smiled.

“How did you sleep?”

“Bad.” You lie.

“Really? Are you still tired, do you want to go back to sleep.” Baekhyun immediately goes into parent mode unknowingly.

“I was only joking.” You laugh. “It was just..lonely.”

Baekhyun felt the same, waking up without you once he had finally experienced the feeling, was sad. He too felt lonely.

“Im sorry, it was just for our own good. I promise, we can sleep together tonight, okay?” Baekhyun’s words comfort you all too well. His words have you smiling and squeezing him as tight as you could. “Okay, okay. Breakfast is done, let me plate everything.”

“I’ll help you next time.” You offer, you wanted to return the favor of cooking for Baekhyun too. The most intimate thing a couple could do.

“That would be fun.” Baekhyun smiles as he sits two plates on the island bar, he places food on each of them asking what foods you wanted. You sat closely beside Baekhyun, your shoulders were practically touching. You felt comfortable this close.

“Uh Y/n?” Baekhyun says noticing your proximity. “Are you close enough?” Baekhyun watches as you look up at him with a mouth full of food, chewing. He couldn’t help but to want to smile. You were always being cute in some way.

“I like the closeness.” You admit. Baekhyun smiled at your words, petting your head before enjoying his food.

The afternoon comes slowly, and you can hear Baekhyun in his bedroom on the phone. He told you he was doing some work, and had a video call he needed to attend. You were sad because its been over an hour since then. You were trying to distract yourself with school work or trying to watch a show, but you were only thinking of him. Of being close to him, touching him. You were shocked to even have these cravings, wanting to be so…clingy. You pouted and tip toed to Baekhyun’s room, standing in the doorway peeking your head out. Baekhyun’s eyes shifted to you and he flashed you a smile, he was standing with his phone between his shoulder and ear, while holding a book. He looked like a student going over his books for school. But he was in fact a man speaking with a CEO about new buildings in the area.

You slowly walked in and sat on the bed with your hands together, sitting closely beside him. You didn’t say anything as you listened to him speak about several things you didn’t know or never heard of. You were only aware that Sophia’s dad was and engineer, you didn’t know what he did though. You crawled onto the bed and got under the covers, laying on your side facing him. Listening to his voice was relaxing, the bass and deepness contrasting with the soft and smooth vocals was euphoric. His voice was dreamy and charming.

Baekhyun noticed you start to drift off to sleep and he shook his head. “Hey, Jongdae i’ll call you back. I have a meeting in a few.” He sat his phone down on his bed side table, before taking his laptop and sitting it in front of him on his bed while he sat beside you. He straightened his sweater and fixed his hair, some habit he had.

“You look perfect,” He heard you whisper from beside him. “Don’t worry.”

Baekhyun grinned giving you a kiss on the forehead. “Thank you, now get some sleep. I’ll be right here, okay?” He watched as you nodded and close your eyes again, this time succumbing to sleep.

Baekhyun’s video call began and he was greeted by his coworkers. The call went smoothly, all of them discussing their plans and current works. Even some future plans that were in the progress of being finalized. Baekhyun was quiet most of the call, he found himself repeatedly looking over at your sleeping face. He would smile and direct his attention back to his screen.

“So what’s got you smiling so hard, Byun?” His coworker Kyungsoo asked, Baekhyun’s cheeks burned slightly. He couldn’t resist looking at your perfect figure just next to him.

“Im just happy, I suppose.” Baekhyun smiles even harder, it was true. He feels the happiest and most in love he’s been in a long time.

“That’s good to hear.” Kyungsoo says genuinely, he always knew Baekhyun to be very somber coworker, he’d never seen him smile so much in a meeting before.

“The project is due in October. We should start work immediately to meet the deadline. This means those long hard nights of work are coming again. It’s been nice having this short break but it’s time to get back to work.” His boss stated. “Everything has been sent via email. The architect we’re working with has gotten all of your emails listed, her email is in the attachment as well. Good luck, I know you all won’t disappoint me.” And with that the meeting ended.

Baekhyun sighed, he knew his break was coming to an end when he was emailed about a video call. He would still make time for you obviously, it was just going to be very tiresome. He didn’t want work to consume his life like he allowed it to before. When he felt like he had nobody to love him, he hurried himself in work. He distracted himself in his office rarely ever coming home. He didn’t want that to be his life again, he wouldn’t allow it. Now that he’d met you.

His eyes trailed down your body, he would day dream about you often. Mindlessly staring at walls with you on his mind. A cute snore comes from you and he covers his mouth to keep himself from laughing. He adored you, and as the more time you two spent together, the more he did.

Your eyes opened sleepily, feeling refreshed from your nap. The bed felt warm, you rolled over thinking you would face an empty mattress but you found Baekhyun’s eyes.

“Hello sunshine.” Baekhyun smiled, your tired eyes were too cute to him. “You slept for a while, you must have been really tired. I didn’t want to wake you up.”

You completely turn to face him now, “You shouldn’t let me sleep so long I hate wasting my day.” You mumbled, your sleep still wearing down on you.

Baekhyun shook his head, “You needed it, your body said so itself.”

“Huh?”

“You were sleeping so well you were snoring.” Baekhyun smiles. You groan, you always find a way to embarrass yourself around Baekhyun. The one you wanted to impress.

“It was so cute, Y/n. I wish I could’ve recorded it.” He sighs closing his eyes at the thought.

“Ugh no, you would just use it to blackmail me.” You pout.

“Me?” He gasps, “I would never.”

You roll your eyes and sit up in the bed. “What time is it?”

“Hmm, 4?” Baekhyun glances at his phone checking the time.

You nod, stretching and popping some of your bones. Baekhyun watches shamelessly as your shirt rides up exposing your back to him. He always felt the need to look every time you exposed something to him. He felt as if he couldn’t help himself, wanting to know and see all of you. Baekhyun cleared his throat as he sat up as well.

“I’m going to have to start up work again, going back to the office sometimes.” You listened to him speak, looking over to stare at his back side. “Our project is due in October and we have very little time to work on it.” He continues. For some reason his voice sounds sad to you, you couldn’t figure out why. “But I want to have time to see you, no matter what.” He’s turning looking at you with those eyes. His dark puppy eyes that won you over the first time you saw them.

“Of course Baekhyun, just put your work first. I don’t want to be a distraction.” You say, placing a hand on his back trying to comfort him, he seemed upset.

“Yes, I just don’t want to become indulged in my work. I had a bad habit of doing that, now that I’ve gotten a break I can.. Reset.” His words way down on you, the underlying tone in them worrying you.

“Are you alright?” You ask, your hand sliding to his shoulder. “You seem upset. Is there something wrong?”

Baekhyun shakes his head, “When I started looking after Sophia, after me and her mother separated I felt so alone. No matter how much love I gave Sophia, and how much she returned to me. I felt so alone and terrified. I began this job and threw myself into my work, all the time. I never was home, Sophia was always with her grandparents. I feel so horrible because it’s been like that for so long until recently.” He looks up into your eyes. “I don’t feel so lonely anymore with you here.” His words tug on your heart, your eyes became watery listening to him speak. “I don’t want to go back into the working mode ever again. It’s not healthy for Sophia or me.”

You rubbed his shoulder, before pulling him into a hug. “I understand, I won’t let you overwork yourself. You deserve a balanced working schedule and home life.”

You would never know how your words lit up Baekhyun’s heart, the way your touch made him so hopeful. He felt comforted and safe. “Thank you Y/n.” He smiles, squeezing you tightly. “I have some bad news though…”

“What is it?” You ask slightly concerned.

“We have to alter our plans for tonight.” Baekhyun pouts.

You hit him on his chest, “You had me worried for a second.” He fake cries. “Thats fine Baekhyun, we don’t have to go out. I just like being with you.”

His heart doubled in speed, beating out of his chest was an understatement. “N-no! We still have a date for tonight. It will be slightly altered because of the sudden work load now.” You tilt your head confused.

“What do you mean.”

“How about a study date? Coffee?” Baekhyun asks shyly looking in his lap, he’s embarrassed. He’d promised this big night for you too only to have to postpone it.

You smile at how shy he’s getting when he’s not sure of himself. “Baekhyun.” You call to get his attention, he looks at you with those brown eyes. “I would love it.” A bright smile takes over his face.

“I was terrified you would say no.” He admits.

“No of course not! A coffee date is more up my alley than a fancy restaurant honestly.” You say smiling at how his whole demeanor changes to his happy bubbly self. “And with it being you makes it even better.”

“You’re just trying to flatter me now.” Baekhyun says jokingly.

“I would never, I don’t need anything else fueling your ego.”

“Are you ready?” You hear Baekhyun’s voice as you’re fixing your hair in the bathroom mirror.

“Yes. I feel so cold though. I don’t want to layer up too much.” You frown, you’ve never felt so cold in your life. You were always burning up in a sweater.

“Hold on,” Baekhyun says holding up a finger and vanishing into his closet. He returns with an oversize sweater. “Put this on over it.” Before you have a chance to turn around Baekhyun’s shoving your head through the shirt hole and dressing you himself.

“Aww, cute.” He coos. “You look like my personal teddy bear.”

You roll your eyes, “I am not a teddy bear.” You thought back to him making breakfast this morning how cozy he looked. “You’re the one who looks like one.” You only mumble.

Baekhyun hums as you both get ready to leave, exiting the house with your laptops packed in a backpack. You now realized you were taking Baekhyun’s car, the most expensive thing you’ll ever be in. Baekhyun opens your door for you, and you sit in the sleek car as he shuts the door softly. It smelled nice and was very clean to be a mans car. But you had to think, Baekhyun is a man with a daughter. He had to learn to clean someday. Its cold in the car from outsides dropping temperatures. Baekhyun slides in starting the car, he turns on the heat and seat warmers, apologizing for it being so cold.

“You can’t control the weather Baek.”

He pauses at your use of the nickname again, smiling. “I know, I know. It just hate seeing you shiver and in discomfort.” He reverses out of the drive way, placing his hand on the back of your seat to see. You found it attractive, watching Baekhyun drive with one hand on the wheel. You had no idea of the things you would find attractive from this man.

“You’re staring, baby.”

Baby.

The word coming from his lips again, only made your cheeks feel warm. The way he said it, the slight teasing tone. As if he liked catching you stare. You looked straight at the road instead, becoming shy. Baekhyun noticed this and placed his hand on yours that was in your lap. You turned to find his eyes on you with a small smile. It comforted you, his hand was slightly cold from resting on the gear shift.

“Your hand is cold.” You stated.

He hummed as if to agree, “Warm it up for me.” You can’t find words to describe how sexual the sentence made you feel. You nonetheless wrapped both of you hands around his, holding it tightly. “Thank you.” He says.

The drive wasn’t a long as you expected, arriving at the Cafe. The only one you’ve known to stay open till 12am, strangely. Baekhyun opens your door, leading you out into the cold. You whine leaving the warm car, but follow nonetheless. The Cafe smells delicious, the aroma of coffee and freshly baked goods. You could only drool at the thought of a fresh cheese danish. Baekhyun smiled as you stared at the food items through the glass case.

“Hello sir, how may I help you?” The employee asks.

“Y/n do you need a moment?” Baekhyun turns to look at you. You think for a moment before shaking your head. “I’ll take a pumpkin scone, and a hot chocolate.” You say to the employee.

“Yes ma’am, and for you sir?”

“A latte and..” Baekhyun’s eyes scan over the baked goods, unable to decide. “Choose for me.” He says to you. You feel suddenly pressured so you randomly point to an item. The employee says they’ll serve them to you shortly.

Baekhyun tells you to pick where to sit, you obviously choose a booth in the back of the store. It was warm and cozy, the booth hid both of you if you sat on the same side.

“It smells great in here.” Baekhyun comments, opening his laptop and connecting his drawing tablet. You agree, just letting your eyes wonder over Baekhyun and how handsome he was. You felt so emotional in this moment you couldn’t explain what was making you feel this way but you would blame it on your period. Which had one more day left.

Baekhyun felt you looking at him but he wouldn’t embarrass you like he normally would, he wanted to see how long it would last until you stopped. He typed an email to one of his coworkers about the project, before opening up a design software. He only had so much time, he had to get started today. He drew some sketches of layout designs, becoming stuck on what to do for the entrance of the building. He let his head rest on his arm in thought. The building would be for a huge company that sold magazines, that’s almost all he knew about the owners asking for a building design.

You admired how Baekhyun looked, so in thought. It was abruptly interrupted by the employee serving you both the items you ordered. The hot chocolate tasted heavenly and the scone was soft and sweet. The hot chocolate warmed your body, so you kept repeatedly taking sips. The feeling was comforting.

“Y/n.” Baekhyun calls, you look up from your cup to find him reaching over wiping off the top of your lip. He brought his finger to his lips before licking the chocolate off. “You had something on your mouth.” He goes back to his work. And you’re lucky he doesn’t see your entire face turn red from sheer embarrassment. You lowered yourself in your seat until he couldn’t see you past your laptop. You cursed yourself for being so thirsty in the first place. You feel you legs hit something you assume if the tables leg and you wrap your legs around it. The table’s leg moves and you realize it’s Baekhyun’s leg, he peeps over your laptop screen to raise an eyebrow at you. It causes you to sink even further into your seat.

“I hate it when you embarrass me.” You pout.

Baekhyun laughs, nudging his leg against yours. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It was just instinct.” He tilts his head past your laptop to see you. “Hey, come sit over here.” He pats the space beside him. “We can sit together and just work, hmm?” Baekhyun offers, he wants to comfort you, knowing maybe he had hurt your ego.

You reluctantly agree, moving your things across the table, sitting on the inside of the booth. It felt even more cozy being next to Baekhyun instead of across.

“I like this better.” He says, “I can feel how warm you are.” He bumps your shoulder with his. You let a smile find its way on your face.

“Me too.”

“What do you think this is?” Baekhyun asks, referring to the mystery baked item. It was a square shaped bread looking thing. “Maybe it’s chocolate?” He bites into it hesitantly before his eyes widen. “Oh, it’s a chocolate pound cake. Here,” He holds it up to your lips offering you a bite, you take a bite. It was actually really good, you’ve only had regular pound cake.

“That’s really good, it’s so moist.” You say chewing. Baekhyun cringes at your use of the word moist. “Never say that again, I hate that word.” He looks so displeased it brings a smile to your face. Baekhyun had such weird preferences, not liking the word moist?

“You’re such a child, who is offended by that word anymore?”

“I am.”

“Moist.”

“Y/n.” The way he says your name as a warning is enough for you to continue teasing him till he just pouted at you turning back to his work. “You’re such a bully. You’re a bad woman.”

You snort at his behavior. “God, you and Sophia are so much alike it’s hilarious to see where she gets it from.”

The mention of Sophia makes Baekhyun smile. To think you know Sophia so well and are like best friends made him happy, if you two were to come out to her. Would she really be that offended? Baekhyun shook his head.

“How will we tell her?” He asks looking down at your hands that stop typing when you hear him.

“Baekhyun…” You frown, becoming worried. You’ve been thinking about that a lot, it finally left your mind while being alone with Baekhyun till now. “I-I don’t know.” You confess, “It will just have to come from me. I guess, I’m not sure I feel like this is my fault.”

“What do you mean by that? We both mutually like each other, you’re not in any trouble.” Baekhyun takes your hand in his, “We have to tell her together. When the timing is right. I’ll plan something for us, just not yet. I kind of like sneaking around with you.” He winks in your direction and you almost faint. He’s never done that before but the sight of it was sexy.

“O-of course. I won’t say anything, I couldn’t anyways.” You say turning back to your screen, continuing your work.

“Hey,” Baekhyun’s hand stopped yours from typing. “I like you, a lot.” He stares deeply into your eyes, his brown ones sparkling under the lights. He looked down briefly at your lips. “I promise this will work out.” He leans down to place a kiss on your lips, pulling away with a grin on his face. “Okay?”

“Okay.” You felt more assured, knowing Baekhyun wanted this as bad as you did. It was comforting when he would say such things, he was so mature at times. It surprised you.

It get’s colder the later into the night it becomes and you excuse yourself to the women’s restroom, bringing your purse of course. As you were pulling down your underwear, you noticed no blood on your pad from today. Were you off? Your period was unusually short and painful, you’ve never gotten this lucky. You throw it away and use the bathroom before washing your hands. You stopped to admire yourself in the mirror, you felt nice. Often times you would put little thought into your appearance at school because it was college of course, and also it being so early in the morning. But looking good once in a while made you feel pretty. You wanted to feel like this more often.

You left the bathroom, seeing the top of Baekhyun’s head over the booth. It was cute, finding Baekhyun in such domestic scenes. Like, him cooking, doing work, cleaning the windows, pouring a drink, just sitting at a table in a cafe shop.

“Why are you smiling?” He asks as he sits up to let you back into the booth.

“I’m just happy,” You wrap your arms around his and watch him sketch.

Baekhyun was talented, his work resembling a room of some sort, you wouldn’t know what it was but you would compliment him. Telling him he was great at drawing.

“You’re art teacher would be jealous if she saw you now.” You smile, resting your head on his shoulder.

“You think so? She’s probably a very old woman now.” He chuckles, comforted by the affection your suddenly showing.

“You’re seriously talented, Baek. I’m not just saying that.” You look up at him, gaining his attention.

“I believe you.” He grins down at you, your eyes are like twinkling stars, he’s never felt so entrance before. “It’s so difficult to work when Im around you.”

“I could say the same for you, Byun.” You giggle. “I’m so tired of endless essays being due. I needed a break, I’m so glad this week is fall break.”

“You’re so focused when you’re working, you start frowning and your brows pinch together like this.” He demonstrates the face you make.

“Stop I do not look like that, that’s so ugly.” You say in disbelief, you have never noticed.

“It’s cute Y/n, I love your facial expressions.” His hand finds its way in your lap, resting on your thigh.

“Whatever..” You grumble, “I will make an effort to never show another expression again.”

He coos at you teasingly, “Aww, did that hurt your feelings.” His voice drops suddenly, contrasting with his tone previously. “I know all the expression’s you make will be enjoyable, to me.”

You look at him with big eyes, “Baekhyun!” You whisper yell, smacking his chest. “We’re in a shop.”

Baekhyun simply laughs at your shocked expression, only making him continue. “I would love to see which expression if my favorite.” His hand travels up your leg. “Such a shame that we can’t.” His hand retreats, and he pouts. “Since you’re on your monthly.”

You wanted to tell him you weren’t but you decided against it. You would see how far this could go. “What would you do if I wasn’t?” You whisper close to his ear, sending chills over his neck.

“You want to know?” He looks down at you, “Honestly?”

You nod, biting your lip in anticipation.

He leans close to your ear, “I would take you back to my car,” He touches your shoulder, “Undress you, slowly.” His hand slides down it dragging on. “Put you in a comfortable position..” He lets his hand go to your side. “Put my face right between those,” He grabs your hip. “And have the time of my life pleasing you.”

You want to say you’re embarrassed by his words but you’re only turned on. Between his whispering, his warm breath on your cheek and his hand on your hip. You’re sure you are ready for him right now.

You take his face in your hand. “It’s such a shame, isn’t it?” You ask him. He pouts, nodding. “Would you be happy if I told you I was off?”

Baekhyun’s eyes become wide, “Y/n don’t lie to me, Im restraining myself because of you.”

“I’m serious.” You bite your lip, “How about.. we go home?” You’ve never seen Baekhyun pack up and move so fast, practically dragging you back to his car. He opens your door almost closing it on you as he rushes to his side to escape the cold.

“God, it’s fucking freezing now.” He starts the car, waiting for the heat to warm you both. “Aren’t you happy I gave you a giant sweater.”

You nod, wrapping the long sleeves around yourself. “It’s cozy.”

The drive back felt like and eternity and couldn’t end sooner, Baekhyun’s hand on your thigh the entire drive. You’re finally back in the warmth of his house. As soon as you’re taking off your shoes and setting down your things Baekhyun is all over you. Wrapping his arms around your waist, planting kisses on your neck.

“I apologize for my cold hands.” His words, vibrate his chest on your back. His cold hands make their way under your sweater, you jerk away from them.

“Baekhyun!” You yelp, the contrast of his warm kisses and embrace against his cold hands was a different feeling. You let them travel further up, brushing over your breasts. You hated wearing bras, and Baekhyun would find this out soon. His breathing stopped when his cold finger tips brushed over your nipples. They became hard from the coldness of his hands.

“Fuck,” He takes both of your breasts in his hands, groping them as he littered your neck with kisses and bites. You felt that feeling, the feeling you had that same morning with him. But now you both could finally play out your fantasy. His hands were the perfect size, his fingers were the perfect length. You knew his hands were pretty, and you wanted them the place you needed him the most.

“B-Baekhyun.” You stop him.

“Hm?”

“I need to shower first.” You didn’t want to have sex after a whole day of not showering since the morning. Baekhyun made a noise of disapproval.

“I won’t allow it. I want to taste you like this.” His words shoot straight to your core, something about it felt so manly. Like he wasn’t some picky kid. He pulled your attention back to him as his fingers entered your leggings. His finger traced over your labia, lightly. It made your legs jolt close around his hand. Baekhyun makes a questioning noise and you opened them again to him. His delicate finger found your clit through your panties and rubbed back and forth. He felt your panties become wet almost instantly.

“Interesting, these types of things do turn you on.” His voice is so low, in an octave you’ve never heard it. He pushes aside your panties and touches you skin to skin this time. His finger is coated in your wetness, his mouth right by your ear. You can hear his breathing as he’s rubbing circles over your clit, your legs struggle to function. You almost fall if it wasn’t for the back of the couch right in front of you. You’re bent over, putting your weight on the couch. Baekhyun doesn’t mind one bit, the view he has is incredible.

“You’re so gorgeous. Even in an angle like this, you look absolutely gorgeous.” He leans over your slumped body to still whisper in your ear. You can feel your ass pressed against the bulge in his pants, you’re turned on even more as his fingers haven’t quit. He plunges one finger inside of you, and you gasp. “I would have you like this, all night if I could. The feeling of you on my finger is exhilarating.”

“It feel so good.” You whine, almost riding his slender finger. Your ass bumps back into Baekhyun, and he stops for a second, taking his finger out. He steps back to remove your panties and leggings, leaving you in his oversize sweater and those adorable socks. He cooed at how cute you looked, lifting your head to kiss you deeply. He held you face in his hand, turning your body around completely to face him. His finger went right back to its home inside of you. You moaned out only for it to be swallowed by Baekhyun, who let out such a low laugh. He was savoring the feeling and sound of you being a mess on his hand. His other hand contrasting with his other, gently holds your face as if it’s the most delicate thing he’ll ever touch. He pulls back just so he can see the look on your face, your eyes are tired and your cheeks are red. He loved the sight. He rubs your clit with his thumb expertly as he pleasures you. The feeling has you standing on your tippy toes holding onto Baekhyun’s shoulder for support. He places a kiss on your jaw and down your neck, it feels so personal. Like the kisses were made for that spot and your skin only. Baekhyun’s broad shoulders held you up along with his arm around your waist.

All of a sudden Baekhyun pulls away, removing himself from you completely you stumble trying to gain your balance.

“No..” He shakes his head breathing hard, “I don’t want to do this to you. This is lust, I-I-“ he begins to stutter.

“Baekhyun what’s wrong?” You step closer to him only for him to take another step back.

“Y/n you deserve something better than this. We’re both just horny right now. I don’t want to fuck you.” His words make you feel like your heart’s sank to your stomach. You feel the dropping sensation and your eyes begin to burn and water.

“W-what do you mean? You don’t like me?” Your voice is so quiet when you ask.

Baekhyun’s eyes go wide at your sad expression. “No Y/n, I didn’t mean it like that.” He comes forward to pull you into a hug. “What I meant was, I want to make love to you…”

Your heart starts beating faster than normal and you feel Baekhyun’s hand rub over your back.

“I don’t know if it’s too early to say that.” He says nervously. “But I don’t want this to be how I have you.” He kisses your temple, pulling back to see your water eyes are gone. A small smile replacing the sadden expression.

“Baekhyun.. I could seriously marry you.”

Baekhyun’s eyes widen slightly at the thought and his heart is pounding, his cheeks are red.

“But…you started something. And I’m upset about it.” You pout, you were so wet and turned on only a moment ago.

Baekhyun looks down at your bare legs, he thinks for a second. “How about this, I pleasure you. Thats it, that’s all this will be. Not a fuck, not love making. It is me pleasuring you, and making you orgasm.” His words intrigue you, causing you to bite your lip.

“Deal.”

Baekhyun reaches behind to smack your ass, before picking you up and walking to his room. You yelp as he places you down on the edge of his bed. You watch curiously a he gets on his knees, resting his hands over your thighs.

“Come on, open them for me.” The way he says it makes you feel shy and you’re reluctant to do so. He looks up at you, leaning forward. “Hey, it’s only you and I here. Would you be more comfortable if I turned on some music or dimmed the lights?”

You nod, your heart beating out of your chest at his affectionate and caring self. He sheds off his jacket as he stands, finding a playlist and turning on some music that fills the room. It’s not too loud, Baekhyun still wanted to hear you. Only take you out of your thoughts slightly. His hand slid over the light adjuster, dimming the lights. The feeling it gave you to see him catering to your needs was absolute adoration.

“Princess.” He says as he’s sat between your legs once more, the nickname sends goosebumps over your body. “Open for me, please.” His request is granted, and he’s as excited as a little kid in a candy shop. “Lay back, and close your eyes.” His hand pushes you down by your waist, it slides down your hips and under your thigh.

He licked his lips, pulling you closer to his awaiting mouth. He leaned close enough to just blow air to tease you, earning a jolt from you. He grinned before licking from the bottom of your labia to the top of it. He was in heaven, you tasted familiar, comforting, like home. He placed your thighs over his broad shoulders, resting his hands on your hip and one on your waist. His touch was like electric, where ever he touched became ignited with a spark. The way he was eating you out was like a sin, he should not have been this good at something so naughty. You could only assume Baekhyun would be so skilled, with fingers like those and a cheeky flat tongue.

He had the fluffiest hair, you went against his words of closing your eyes, you were watching now. With leaning up to rest on your elbows, his hair hung over his forehead, tickling your tummy. You loved this view, the sight of his shoulders with your legs over them made you clench around nothing. Baekhyun grunts, his also very affected by this. You felt so guilty, taking all this pleasure and Baekhyun not receiving any. He took you out of your thoughts as he began kissing your clit. Your brows pinched together and you threw your head back.

Baekhyun peeked up at you, your throat exposed and your mouth hung open. He wanted to hear you so desperately. He took his hand from your waist to insert a single finger into you.

You gasp, “Fuck.” Baekhyun was satisfied, hearing you start to whine and whimper desperate to feel all the pleasure he could give you. Your head shoots up to see, interested in everything he was doing. You could only see his fluffy head and shoulders, and it wasn’t enough. You took your hand to grab a fist full of his hair moving it out of the way to see his eyes. You both made eyes contact, for some reason this made Baekhyun pause as if he was caught. You whined at the loss of the sensation of his tongue.

“Come here.” He says, pulling you up from the bed and him laying by the headboard. “Sit on my face.”

Your eyes widened as your wobbly legs struggle to keep you upright. “B-but-“

“No, come here.” His tone is demanding. It’s so attractive hearing it from the man who’s always teasing you and calling you sweetie. You shyly hover over Baekhyun’s mouth, he’s impatient and taps your ass to encourage you.

“Baby, I promise you won’t hurt me. I want you to be right here.” His breathe is going straight over your clit. “Okay.. Im just, nervous. Can we go slow?” You ask looking down at his puppy eyes peeking from between your thighs. His forehead was exposed, his hair fallen away from it. He looked handsome.

Baekhyun nods at your request, placing his hands on your hips lowering you onto his lips. You’re too scared to put your entire weight on him, but he insists, pulling you completely down. The first lick sent a shock through your body, his mouth expertly eating you out.

You let out a quiet moan, Baekhyun heard it even over the music. He was savoring every second of this. He slowly swirled his tongue around your clit, letting you find your own rhythm when you start to rock your hips against his mouth subconsciously. He’s taken back at how your hands grip the headboard, and your back arches.

“Fuck, oh my god.” He hears you say, “Just like that, please don’t stop.” He listens and does not change a thing about his actions. He looks up to see your head resting over your arm, eyes scrunched close, your brows knitted together. He just wants to see your beautiful eyes in this moment.

Baekhyun pinches your ass and your eyes shoot open, they land on his own. His soft dark eyes that are so entrancing, in this moment it’s what you needed. The eye contact and his tongue doing exactly what you asked. You come undone, your hips seizing when you orgasm. Baekhyun’s name falls off your lips as you collapse against the headboard.

Baekhyun is completely satisfied, he can taste you on his tongue all of your juices on his taste buds. But his tongue doesn’t stop when you’ve orgasmed and are slumped. His evil plan is to hear you beg. He anchors you down, and your oversensitive clit can only take so much. You’re jolting at the sensation, not having much energy to even fight it off.

“Baekhyun-please. Oh my god-Please stop.” You plea, crumbling on top of the dark headed man. Baekhyun stops, getting his wish. He places a kiss on your clit, seeing you jolt one last time before letting you go. You tiredly lay beside Baekhyun, your arm slung over your stomach.

“You did so well, Baby.” He praises you, it fills your heart with joy. Baekhyun pulls you to him, letting you rest your head on his chest as you curl up against him. “Just drift off to sleep. You deserve it, Princess.” He whispers, kissing the top of your head.

Your eyes shut, and you drift off to sleep as you listen to the beat of Baekhyun’s heart.

Baekhyun pet over your hair, resting his chin on top of your head as you slept. He had never in his lifetime asked a woman to do that to him, he was entirely going off instinct. He felt right with you being on top of him like that, he would not act on his desires yet. He meant it when he said he wanted to make love to you. Baekhyun became lost in his thoughts about you till he soon drifted to sleep as well.

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