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#Finally convinced them to let me cut it short and I know I'm impatient but fuck!!!!!!!!!
capturethechaos · 2 years
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Request- hey lovely! coming at you with a summer request! Imagine, reader, Jake, and Josh are best friends, have been throughout all of highschool. This is their first summer graduated, and you're having one last amazing summer before they get big and famous. So, warm, breezy nights, stargazing with platonic hand holding, flower crowns, watching pink sunsets together, and maybe a little confession from one of the twins that convinces the reader to never leave their side. Sorry, I'm emotional. Love you!
Words - 3516
Warnings - None, just some tooth rotting fluff!
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“We did it!” Josh cheered as the three of you waltzed out of the high school on your final day of senior year.
He turned to you, a bright smile on his face as he stepped towards you, placing his hands on your shoulders and shaking them slightly. “We did it!”
You couldn’t help the grin that grew on your face as a result of his enthusiastic display, a much more muted ‘We did it!’ falling from between your lips as he pulled you and Jake into a group hug.
✤ ━ ◦ June ◦ ━ ✤
It became very apparent that there was no escaping the twins as you woke to the sound of rocks tapping your window. You turned to watch for a moment as they hit the glass before sliding out from beneath the covers of your bed. You picked up your phone as you made your way to the window, checking the time and groaning as the screen lit up. 
You opened the window, feeling a small pebble hit the cotton of your sleep shirt as you moved to look over the edge of the frame. 
“It is five thirty in the morning, why are you two throwing rocks at my window?” You asked, raising a curious brow at the twins, who stood with a handful of pebbles each, and tired but enthusiastic grins on their faces. 
“Sorry. We tried texting and calling, but after a while we figured you probably had your phone on ‘do not disturb’.” Josh said, dropping his handful of pebbles and brushing his hands off on his shorts. 
A silence fell between the three of you as you waited for an explanation as to why they were at your house. 
“You gonna let us up? Or come downstairs to unlock the door?” Jake asked, mirroring his brother's previous actions. 
“Are you two going to tell me why you’re at my house at five thirty in the morning?” You asked in return. 
“We have come to kidnap you.” Josh said, causing you to furrow your brows at him. 
Jake chuckled at your reaction, nudging his brother lightly with his shoulder before looking back up at you. “We’re going camping.”
You smiled at the two of them, knowing very well that they would not take no for an answer. “I’ll be downstairs in a minute. Can one of you go to the shed and grab my tent for me?”
You moved away from the window, pulling the sleep shirt off of your body and locating the nearest sports bra for you to put on. You nearly tripped on your way to your bedroom door as you pulled on a pair of shorts. 
The twins were nothing if not impatient, so as you made your way down the stairs, pulling a clean shirt over your head and trying not to fall down the steps, you could feel your phone buzzing in your pocket. Jake was leaning against the side of the doorframe when you opened the door, picking at the skin around one of his fingernails. 
“You know-“ the sound of your voice startled him, his eyes widening in surprise as he turned to look at you, “-you’d think after knowing each other as long as we have, you two would know that I am a person that appreciates sleep.”
Jake rolled his eyes at you, a soft chuckle from him cutting through the silence of your house, you turned to scold him, but as you spun on your heels he bumped into your back, unable to see that you had stopped as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He dropped his hands, giving you a curious look as you just stared at him. 
He mirrored you, staring back for a minute before placing his hands on your shoulders and turning you around. “You’re facing the wrong way, mouse.” He stepped forward, pushing you along the hallway until you reached the staircase. 
You were hyper aware of the creaking sounds that escaped the steps as the two of you made your way to your bedroom. Josh didn’t seem to care how much noise he made as he bound up the stairs and into your bedroom a few minutes after you and Jake. You turned from your closet, your eyes widened as he burst through the door and dropped your tent, and assorted miscellaneous camping equipment that he found, onto the floor. 
“Josh!” You scolded in a hushed tone, walking past him and quietly shutting your bedroom door. 
He looked between you and Jake, who gave him a look that told him ‘you’re on your own’. 
“Both of my parents are asleep at the end of the hall Josh, we have to be quiet.” You said, pushing him until the back of his knees hit the bed and he sat down beside his twin. 
You went back to your previous task, throwing random items of clothing over your shoulder to Jake, who packed them into your bag. 
You made sure to sneak into your parents room to let them know where you were going while the twins packed all of your stuff into the old Jeep they had been driving since sophomore year. 
It took a couple hours to drive to the campsite, and by the time you arrived, all you wanted to do was set up your tent and go to sleep. You did get that, eventually… The twins dragged you along for every step it took to construct the campsite, including collecting firewood, putting up the canopy, and a short break, during which you had both Josh and Jake attempt to crack your back. By the time you got to crawl into your tent for a nap it was almost three pm.
You weren't sure how long you were out, but the rustling of your tent woke you from your slumber. When you unzipped the door of your tent, you were less than surprised to see the twins standing in front of it.
“What do you want?” You asked, stretching out your limbs.
“Figured you’d want some dinner. Jake made mac and cheese.” Josh said, pulling a bowl from behind his back.
You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help the smile that spread on your lips. You left your tent, grabbing the outstretched bowl from Josh’s hands and made your way to the table. The twins looked at each other as you began to eat the food in front of you, giving you a moment to yourself before interrupting. 
Jake walked to the opposite side of the table, posturing himself like a waiter, with a dish towel draped over his forearm. “How is your food tasting so far madame?” 
You looked up at him, having just put a spoonful of macaroni in your mouth. It was difficult to hold back your laughter as Josh stepped beside him, holding a plethora of cans in his arm. “Might I offer you a beverage to enjoy with your meal, miss?” 
The evening breeze cut through you as the three of you sat around the fire. You and Josh were roasting marshmallows, carefully concentrating on the rotation of the sugary blob on the end of your sticks. Jake sat in the chair next to you, quietly strumming away on his guitar as he stared into the flames. His head tilted back, fingers slowing to a halt as his focus shifted to the skies above you.
“Guys.” He murmured, looking down at you and Josh as the two of you pulled your marshmallows off of the sticks and into your mouths. The two of you hummed in response, looking at Jake with curious expressions. He smiled at the look on your face as you chewed the sugary treat. “There's a meteor shower.”
The three of you tilted your heads back, watching the astrological wonders happening above you. Unbeknownst to you, Jake noticed the way you consistently shook at the cool air that had settled around you, and decided to offer a helping hand. Your stargazing was interrupted by the feeling of a soft fabric wrapping around your shoulders, and a face hovering above yours.
Jake smiled down at you, patting you on the shoulder as you took hold of the ends of the blanket. “There, maybe now you’ll stop shaking like a leaf, mouse.”
✤ ━ ◦ July ◦ ━ ✤ A trip to the Kiszka’s cabin was exactly what was needed to beat the heat that had swept in over the last couple weeks, and had been more than delighted when the twins had told you that they had managed to convince their parents to let just the three of you stay in the cabin for a week on your own. 
You were exhausted from your day of activities with the boys, and in the search of peace and quiet, found yourself sitting on the living room floor, putting together the edges of a puzzle. Time had passed without much thought from you, thoughtlessly putting together the pieces of the puzzle. Eventually you were pulled from your activity by a pillow as it smacked you in the back. You looked up and found Jake standing over you, a blanket draped over his shoulders, and one hand outstretched to pull you from the floor.
You wordlessly followed him as he took your hand and led you to the small balcony off of the main bedroom. The twins had set up a nest of various blankets and pillows across the floor, a large platter of various snacks laying in the center of the pile. Josh looked up at the two of you with a soft smile as you realized why you had been brought up. Looking over the railing, the sun had painted the sky with vibrant shades of pink and orange, the clouds strewn about like brushstrokes across the horizon. 
You and Jake lowered yourselves into the blankets with Josh. You were sat between the two of them, designating you as the one to hand them snacks whenever one of them would hold out a hand towards you. At some point Jake refused to accept any more snacks from you in his left hand, going as far as to pluck them out of his left hand with his right, leaving the left open and outstretched towards you. You sat staring at his hand for a couple minutes, watching as he wiggled his fingers, clearly trying to convey a message to you without actually speaking any words.
Once you realized what it was that he wanted, you rolled your eyes and placed your hand on top of his, letting your hands slip between his. “You know Jacob, if your hand was cold, you could have just said that.”
“That would have been too easy.” He replied with a chuckle, relaxing his arm and allowing your hands to fall into the space between the two of you.
You kept your eyes forward, watching as the sun slowly fell beneath the tree line. The darker the sky got, the more stars came into view, and slowly Josh began pointing out all of the constellations that he could find. You could feel Jake's thumb as it brushed softly across the back of your hand. Josh began humming a song as he watched the twinkling balls of gas in the darkness of the night sky, soon being joined by Jake when he recognized the song. The combined effects of Jake's gentle touch and the soft humming of him and Josh had your eyes drooping with sleepiness in no time. You let your head fall against Jake's shoulder, and he shifted closer to make it more comfortable for you. 
Josh let out a snicker at the sight beside him, raising his eyebrows at his twin before glancing back down at you. “I think it's bedtime for mouse.”
“I agree.” Jake said, slowly helping you off of the ground. 
You took a couple steps before stopping, reaching for Jake. Josh noticed before his twin, nudging him with his elbow before going back to tidying the snacks they had been eating. Jake turned to you, finding you reaching out for him, and raised an eyebrow at you.
“Can you give me a piggyback ride?” You asked, giving him your best puppy dog eyes.
He chuckled, “Your room is across the hall, do you really think you need a piggyback ride?”
You shook your head, but kept your hands held out towards him, and he eventually submitted, walking over to you and turning around. He squatted down just enough for you to cling to his back before standing up straight and readjusting his hands on your thighs as he moved towards the door of the master bedroom. The journey was short, he wasn’t incorrect, your bedroom really was just across the hall. He opened your bedroom door and walked to your bed, spinning around to face the opposite direction so that you could just drop onto the mattress, but you didn’t let go, you squeezed him tighter. 
“I miss you.”
He furrowed his brows, confused by your statement. “Y/n, I’m right here, I’ve been with you almost daily since summer started.”
You dropped off of his back, landing on your bed with a dramatic sigh. “I know, but sooner than later the band is gonna get big and famous, and you’ll forget all about lil old me.”
He turned around, the look on his face was one of offence as he listened to your tired ramblings. He dropped himself onto his back beside you on the bed, lifting his hand and spreading out his fingers. This time you knew exactly what he wanted, and you placed your hand against his, feeling his fingers wrap around your own. 
“I’m never going to forget about you. You’re my best friend. Plus, you’ll be around, what would the band be without our number one fan right?” His words drew a soft giggle from you as your eyes fluttered open and closed.
He let go of your hand and slid off of the bed, shuffling towards the door and turning as he pulled it open. “Goodnight Y/n.”
“Goodnight Jake.” You said, sliding beneath the cool covers of your bed and nuzzled your head into the pillows.
He chuckled softly at the sight before quietly shutting the door and making his way across the hall to help Josh with cleaning up.
✤ ━ ◦ August ◦ ━ ✤
“Did you know,” Josh started, capturing your attention as you stared at the grass between your legs, “that the blob of toothpaste that you put on your toothbrush has a name?”
You tilted your head and furrowed your brow in confusion, all movement you had been making with your body coming to a halt as you stared at him, urging him to explain.
“The uh- the wave shaped blob of toothpaste you see in commercials. It’s called a nurdle.” Josh explained, laughing when you continued to look at him with a baffled look on your face. “Don’t ask me how I know that, it’s just one of those weird facts that live in your brain without explanation.”
The two of you laughed for a few minutes before falling once again into a comfortable silence. You had mindlessly started picking flowers from the grass around you, looping them together to make a flower crown. Josh mirrored your action, working on a flower crown of his own. When you finished your flower crown, you held it out to Josh. He bowed his head letting you delicately place the crown over his curls.
“Did you know that Cookie Monster's name is Sid?” You said as you dropped your hands back into the grass. Josh looked up at you with a wide grin, basking in the statement for a moment before laughing. 
He eventually finished his flower crown, holding it up and proudly looking at it before reaching over and placing it on your head. Neither of you had noticed Jake until his shadow loomed over you. “You two having fun out here?”
You and Josh looked up, smiling at Jake and making space for him to sit. He joined you in the grass, noticing the garlands adorning both of your heads. “Making flower crowns without me?”
You reached out to pick a handful of flowers before looking back at Jake with a grin, “One flower crown coming right up.” 
Josh and Jake shared a look that you missed, your focus only being pulled from your task when you saw Josh moving in your peripheral. You turned your head as he brushed off his legs.
“Where are you off to?” You asked, continuing to work on the string of flowers in your hands. 
Josh looked down at you with a smile before turning on his heel. “Going to make us all some lunch, I’ll be back in a bit.”
He walked away, humming to himself and leaving you and Jake sitting in the grass in a comfortable silence. 
“So it won’t be long now huh.” You said, cutting through the silence as you finished off the flower crown and handed it to Jake. He lifted his head, a confused look on his face as his eyes locked with yours. “Until you guys really start taking off I mean. You and Josh have more free time now to work on the band, getting gigs and such. Sam and Danny just need to graduate. Soon you’ll all be touring around playing for more and more people.”
Jake smiled at your belief in the band, you had always been their biggest fan.
“Yeah, well, I don’t know how quickly it’ll happen, but I do know one thing.” He said as he picked at the grass between the two of you.
“And what is this one thing?” You asked in return, your eyes following the movement of his hands.
“That I want you around for it all.” 
You looked up, finding him already staring back at you. “I’m not going anywhere Jake, I’ll be around for it all. I’m not about to miss out on watching my best friends become rockstars.”
“So if we went on tour…” He said, his sentence trailing off at the end.
You were quick to pick up where he left off. “I’d be in every van, plane, crowd and green room cheering you guys on.”
Jake chuckled to himself, earning a raised brow from you. “What’s so funny?”
He looked down at his lap, extending out his legs before eventually just laying down in the grass. 
“I don’t know. Josh, Danny, Sam and I were talking about it the other day… we ended up jokingly betting on how long it would take for you to get sick of us on the road.” He looked up at you with a smile, “Don’t worry, I said you could handle being there in the long run… Sam was fairly convinced that you would lose your cool after a couple weeks in a van with all of us though. Even Danny started to joke about how we would all be after being stuck together for so long, then the three of them started taking bets on how long it would take for me to finally crack and admit how I feel about you, but I didn’t listen to that for very long before I left to get myself a drink.”
You weren’t sure if he had realized what he said, but the confused expression that adorned his face upon looking back at you told you he probably hadn’t.
“What’s with the face Y/n? You look… weirded out.”
“Jake.” You said, unsure of exactly what you were about to say. He raised his eyebrows at you in anticipation for your next words. “How do you feel about me?”
It seemed to hit him like a truck, the realization of what he had unintentionally let slip, and he covered his face with his hands, a blush creeping across his cheeks.
“I uh…” His hands slid down his face until they were just barely covering his mouth, muffling his next words as he spoke them. “I may or may not be in love with you.”
You started to laugh, like genuinely, loudly laugh, falling into the grass and earning a somewhat offended look from Jake. You locked eyes with him and tried to calm down before turning to face him properly. 
“You could have told me a hell of a lot sooner Jake, I’ve been in love with you since middle school.” He looked genuinely surprised by your statement, leaning in closer as if to inspect your face for any tells that you could be messing with him. 
You rolled your eyes, moving even closer until your noses were brushing against one another's. “You’re a dork, and you’re blind apparently. Josh always said I was terrible at hiding my feelings for you.”
Jake smiled, tilting his head so that his lips ghosted over yours, “Will you be my girlfriend?”
You couldn’t help but lightly peck his lips, “Yes, yes I will.”
The moment was not ruined so much as interrupted when Josh’s voice came booming from the tree line. “I knew it! Sam and Danny owe me twenty bucks!”
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wonhosbuttflower · 3 years
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Hurts Like Hell
Pairing: Demon Chan x Human Reader (fem)
Genre: Demon AU; Fluff; Light Angst; starts as Suggestive and ends with Smut; “Fuckbuddies/Friends with benefits to lovers”.
Words: 6,1k
Summary:  You (human) and Chan (demon) are “friends with benefits"/”fuck buddies” and you both have other casual sexual partners, but you only have a true emotional bond with each other. Admitting to it is a different story though...
Warnings/Details: open relationship (context/mention); promiscuity (mention); cursing/offensive language; possessiveness; dry humping and choking (blink and you’ll miss it); unprotected sex (please wrap it up, guys, this is NOT a good example, practice safe sex, use a condom); lots and lots of ‘I love you’; cringey moments.
Note: Chan is an incubus, a sex demon blessed with lust, one of the seven deadly sins. The reader is human, but she has been blessed by a demon at birth, in this case, Lucifer. He blessed her with pride, another deadly sin, corrupting her soul with it but making her stronger than “normal” humans. Unlike humans, demons don’t have souls, but they have “auras”, which are their demonic personal essences.
Y/N – your name / Y/M/N – your middle name (if you have one) / Y/L/N – your last name
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He sits comfortably on the black armchair in the bedroom while you're on top of him, sitting facing him with your legs swinging over the edge. The make out session had started out hot and heavy, but it was turning into a softer and tamer one as time went by. What had started passionate and impatient had turned into an intimate moment of pure affection between you two. Eventually, you rest your face on his shoulder, taking in his scent as he holds you firmly in a warm hug. You both close your eyes and enjoy the feeling of simply being together. After about a minute, which seems like hours, he breaks the silence in the room.
'Can we just stay like this forever?', he asks in a low voice as he plants a playful kiss on your nose, which makes you scrunch before showing him a smile.
'Hmm, excuse me, who are you and have you done to Chan?', you let out jokingly without opening your eyes.
'What? This is nice.', he defends himself. You look up at him.
'Oh, don’t get me wrong, I love doing fun things with you, baby… It’s my favorite activity.’, he smirks. ‘But we always do that… I’m just saying, it’s nice to have a moment like this every now and then, to relax and just… I don’t know, to just be with you, doing absolutely nothing.’, he adds, grabbing your hand that was touching him and intertwining his fingers with yours.
'Yeah, it is, actually. But wouldn't you rather do other things forever? Like, fun things… Because I can think of a few things for us to do.’, you say, suggestively, slipping your hand under the fabric of his t-shirt to feel his abs.
‘Okay, now I’m officially worried. Since when would you choose to “do absolutely nothing” rather than having sex with the hottest girl in town?’, you joke.
‘Well, I get to be with you either way, so I win.’, he smiles and gives you a soft kiss. ‘What’s wrong with just staying like this for a while? You like it too, don’t even try to deny it.’
‘Sure, I like it… But you’re acting weird today. Actually, scratch that… You’ve been acting weird lately. So, what’s that about, what’s going on?’
‘What do you mean?’
‘Well, I don’t know, we just… You’ve just been really… hmm, nice, I guess. Like, you’ve been… sweet.’, you explain, making him chuckle.
‘Isn’t that a good thing? Why do you sound like you’re complaining? Do you not like it when I’m nice?’
‘I don’t know… I mean, I do, but it’s weird. I feel like something’s changing, and I don’t understand it. Sometimes I think you’re avoiding me or something. And now you’re passing on sex for a cute hug? You have to admit that’s kind of suspicious. Like, it’s fine, if you don’t want to do this, we…’
‘It’s not that, princess, I promise you.’, he cuts you off before you can finish.
‘Then, what’s the problem?’, you ask, letting go of his hand and rising up from where you laid against his chest to face him, hooking your arms around his neck for support.
‘I just… I have to be more cautious around you. You’re dangerous.’
‘What? What are you talking about? You’re a demon, for fuck’s sake. And I'm the dangerous one?’, you let out confused. He smiles, amused.
‘It’s too addicting… It’s like my own personal drug. And if I’m not careful, I might actually physically get hooked on it… I might get hooked on you.’, he says as he kisses your shoulder, then your neck, and finally, your lips. ‘Hell, I’m not entirely sure I am not already addicted. This is getting out of control, I’m starting to crave you… In a very literal way. And if this goes on much longer, that’s it, I’ll always keep coming back for more… and more… I won’t be able to stop myself. You won’t be able stop me.’, he finishes, looking at you with a mix of intense desire and deep fondness.
‘Your voice…’, he softly grabs your neck.
‘Your taste…’, he rubs his thumb through your lips, and you can’t help but gently suck on it for half a second before he continues.
‘Your scent…’, he leans forward to breathe in against your collar bone.
‘Your body…’, his hands travel from your shoulder blades down your back and stop to slap your ass playfully before resting on your hips.
You drink in his words as if you need them to survive. You have never felt so wanted, so adored, so… loved. You want to tell him you wouldn’t stop him, because the truth is that you’re already gone… You are already hooked on him, you need him. But the growing stinging inside you quickly lets you know you can’t simply say that, so you default to flirting to try distracting him.
‘You’re assuming I would want to stop you. But why would I want to do that? I’m fucking an incubus, I’m having way too much fun to end it.’, you tell him with a smirk but a pinch in your chest for not being able to tell him what he means to you.
‘I’m serious.’, he tells you, half confused, half frustrated.
‘So am I.’, you lie.
‘No, Y/N, I mean it. I feel like I’m going crazy, I don’t know what to do anymore… Or what to think. I never know what you feel, what you want.’, his eyes pleading.
‘You do know. You just want to hear it out loud.’, you say as you get off the armchair, feeling uneasy with the conversation.
‘Then why won’t you say it?’, he questions, his voice getting higher, letting his impatience and irritation show.
‘I can’t.’, you simply tell him, walking away from him and towards the bed.
‘Of course you can! You just don’t want to.’, he shoots, getting up himself and walking behind you.
‘That’s not it. I just… I can’t say it, Chan… Not yet.’, you turn to face him. ‘But you’re not an idiot, you know exactly how I feel about you.’
‘Why don’t you just admit it, then?’, he almost begs, grabbing your arms anxiously.
‘Because I’m scared! Okay?’, you shout nervously, getting out of his hold and taking a step back. ‘Because the thought of telling you how I truly feel only to have you play with my emotions is terrifying. Because you have way too much power over me, and I’ve never…’, you take a short pause, as is you’re trying to fight your own thoughts. ‘I’ve never felt so powerless in my life. So, I keep convincing myself that if I don’t actually say the words, then it isn’t real… As if it isn’t real, then it can’t hurt me.’, you stop again, looking visibly uncomfortable as you reach to touch the crook of your neck in a soothing way. ‘Because I don’t think I could take getting hurt by you, I think I’d feel… undone.’, you pause once more.
You reach down to your chest, then your stomach, then your chest again, your face scrunched up as if you’re in pain. Chan doesn’t know it yet, but you are actually hurting… He assumes you’re just being dramatic because you don’t want to look weak by being vulnerable with him, but the truth is you are in an ever-growing agony. You take a deep breath before continuing.
‘And mostly because you’re a demon of lust and sexual desire. So, what reason do I have to believe that this…’, you gesture with your hand between the two of you. ‘Us…’, a distressed groan escapes your lips at the mention of the word, but you press on. ‘That this is anything more than… argh… than your many… usual… conquests?’, you let out between gasps, holding your neck again, as if you’re having trouble breathing in the midst of a panic attack. But this is something else entirely, it’s not panic… it’s deeper and more intense, it’s despair.
‘And by the way, I know I’m not a demon, but I was still blessed by one… You seem to forget that.’, you add, a bit more composed now. ‘I am a literal embodiment of pride… So, admitting all of this shit I just said?… Yeah, this feels like literal torture to me.’, you genuinely explain, even though he assumes you mean the word “literal” as a figure of speech. You did not. Still, he has so much he wants to say.
‘Y/N… I could never hurt you like that.’, he lets out in almost a whisper, as if he’s disappointed that you would think he could do that to you.
He reaches for your hand and makes you let go of your own neck, which he notices is already marked by how desperately you tugged at the skin. Your hands drop down and because you don’t know what to do with them, you just start fidgeting around with your fingers and staring at them to avoid looking him in the eye. He keeps talking though, this time in a normal volume.
‘It’s just… You’re not the only one that’s scared, you know? This is all new to me. You said it yourself, I’m a lust demon, an incubus, all I’ve ever known is that… it’s desire and passion, fantasy and sex… It’s lust and infatuation. That’s what all of my relationships have ever been, it’s all I’ve ever felt.’, he explains. His hand moves to your jaw and he makes you look up at him. ‘But that changed when I met you.’, he tells you softly but with a serious expression. He gently let’s go of your face before he proceeds talking. ‘I think it’s different this time, you're different. You make me feel different. You’ve never been just another conquest, you’re so much more than that. This…Us…’, he takes one of your hands and presses it against his chest. ‘This is real… It’s very real. And it’s more than just sex, it’s more than infatuation. I actually care about you and that’s new to me.’, he softly kisses the back of your hand before letting go of it and taking a step back.
You miss the contact as he moves away. You miss the heat radiating from his body and you miss his sweet scent around you.
‘But seriously, I just tried to tell you how I feel, I opened myself up and you just teased me about it. So, like, can you really blame me for being hesitant?’, he asks. Your mouth opens slightly as if you’re about to say something, but no sound comes out, so he keeps going instead. Your mind is racing with everything you want to tell him. ‘I’m more afraid of losing you than anything else in this world, and that makes me feel powerless too. I’ve never felt like this and that’s scary. I… I think you like me too, but how can I not be insecure if I’m the only one confessing?’, he protests, growing exasperated.
He’s right, and you know he’s right. You want to speak but the raging sting in your chest warns you against it.
‘You keep refusing to tell me how you feel, so how should I feel confident to admit it myself? I need to know I’m not alone in this, because… I don’t think I can keep doing this if you don’t feel the same. It’s too much.’, he adds, his voice going lower than ever, as if all the torment in the world is dragging it down.
All you want is to respond to his plea, to tell him how much you want him, how much he means to you… But you can’t.
‘Please don’t do this right now.’, it’s your time to plead now, your voice nothing but a faint ghost as you look down at the ground to try to distract yourself from the pain. ‘Chan, please… Please don’t make me say it first.’, you beg, one hand moving to scratch your chest while the other carelessly tugs at the hair behind your ear. Your discomfort is too apparent, but his anger takes the best of him in the moment.
‘Why is it so hard for you to say it?!’, he shouts, frustrated. ‘I know you’re proud, but fuck, it’s not like it’s going to kill you to admit it! It’s hard for me to admit too, you know? But I’m still trying! I just need to hear it. I just need to know you feel the same. If you just admit it, then…’, he says, but you cut him off halfway as your own rage takes over.
‘You think I don't want to?!’, you yell angrily. Your eyes start tearing up as the pain inside grows exponentially stronger. ‘I want to, believe me! But I…’, your sentence gets cuts off by an uncomfortable groan. ‘It fucking hurts.’, you say, crouching slightly over yourself as you grab your stomach, clearly struggling with the pain. ‘I do- argh!… I like you!’, you manage to say before you reach for your own neck and almost try to claw your way inside the flesh, trying to get some kind of relief. It feels like you’re burning from the inside out.
‘Wha- What’s going on?’, he lets out in shock at the scene.
‘It hurts! It hurts!’, you cry out, feeling like your whole body is on fire, like your blood is literally boiling inside you, trying to burn its way out. You’re scratching yourself so hard that blood starts showing up all around your neck and chest and shoulders, making Chan finally understand you were serious when you said it felt like torture. He jumps to grab your hands, trying to stop you from clawing your way into your skin.
‘Stop! Y/N, please… What are you doing?! You’ll hurt yourself! Just stop!’, he begs as he tries to control your movements. After a few moments, you seem to calm down enough for him to loosen his grip around your hands, and you takes the opportunity to rub his cheek with your thumb. He leans into the touch.
‘Chan…’, you whisper, managing to show him a smile between the tears running freely down your face. ‘Chan, I lo- AAH!’, your confession gets cut off by a chilling scream and you collapse in his arms.
‘NO!’, he cries out immediately. ‘Y/N, please!’, he begs. Your eyes open after about half a minute and you try to regain your posture, but he quickly makes you sit down on the bed, worried that you’ll faint again.
‘I’m fine… I’m fine, it’s okay.’, you assure him. He stands in front of you as he holds you close, your legs on each side of him.
‘I’m sorry! I’m so sorry, babygirl! Just stop, okay? You don’t have to say anything.’, he tells you, letting go to look at your face. You just now notice the tears in his eyes. ‘I’m sorry, I know… I know how you feel. You don’t have to say it.’, he continues. You get up to clean away a single tear on his cheek with a soft kiss and then rest your forehead against his.
‘No… I’m sorry. You should get to hear it. I’m sorry I can’t say it.’, he shakes his head slightly as if he’s disagreeing with you, as if he’s saying you shouldn’t be apologizing, but you just ignore it and continue on. ‘I… I want to. I really do. I just… I can’t do it. It hurts too much.’, you confess.
‘Stop, don’t say anything… Don’t say it!’, he begs, kissing your forehead before resting his on it again. ‘Please, I just can’t stand to see you like this… I can’t see you in pain, I can’t take it.’, he declares.
‘I’m fine now, Chan. I promise.’, you smile and kiss his lips gently, without any urgency or passion, just with pure affection. You then take his hands in yours and kiss them too, before deciding to hook your arms around his neck while he comfortably does the same around your waist. ‘It only hurts when I try to tell you how I feel. It’s one of the downsides of Lucifer’s blessing… I can’t say it before you do, because it quite literally hurts my pride.’, you explain, almost entertained with how ridiculous the situation seems.
‘I… I didn’t realize it caused you that much pain. I thought it felt similar to what I feel when I want to sleep with someone but don’t… Like, it’s uncomfortable, it’s kind of this stingy feeling, but it’s nothing like what you seemed to experience. I mean, I know other demons who have been blessed by Lucifer, and they’ve also said that they feel some kind of discomfort, or even some pain when they’re ashamed or something like that… But I’ve never seen them hurting as much as you just did. I… I had no idea, I’m so sorry.’, he lets out, terrified by the idea that he’s the one that caused your suffering with his persistence.
‘Don’t be, it’s not your fault.’, you assure him, as if you can read his mind. ‘You couldn’t possibly know, I mean, even I didn’t know… I’d never experienced that before.’, you say, trying to make him feel better. It seems to work, as you can feel his muscles relaxing up a bit. ‘But yeah, I suppose it’s a bit worse for me because I’m not a demon. I’m human, and my soul is obviously more sensitive to the strain of the demonic burden than your auras are. But I’ve gotten used to it, I can handle it pretty well. And it’s not usually like this… It’s like you’re saying, the ache is usually more of an annoyance than an actual problem.’, you take a small pause to let him take in the information before proceeding.
‘But I guess the pain is proportional to how vulnerable my pride is in the situation. And… You know… I don’t think I’ve ever been in a position where the risk is quite so high. It’s just… It’s too important, it means too much. If I said it and you didn’t said it back, it would destroy my pride completely. It just comes down to that, I guess.’, you shrug your shoulders slightly, trying to look unbothered.
‘I… I never thought about that.’, he lets out, looking up as if he’s lost in his own thoughts. ‘But now that you’re saying it, I’ve never felt quite as terrible as I did the days after I first met you… Before that night when you came to my room… I felt like I was sick.’, he describes, referring to your first sexual encounter. ‘But now it makes sense… It’s because I wanted you, I wanted to take you right then and there, but couldn’t.’, he takes a small pause before looking down and gracing you with a lighthearted smile. ‘You’re crazy though.’, he adds.
‘Arguably true. I mean, at least partially.’, you joke, smiling back. ‘But why do you say that exactly?’
‘How could you ever think I would not say it back?’, he questions, planting a kiss on your lips, then your cheek and finally, your neck. ‘I told you, I can’t get enough of you, princess … I want you all the time, I hate to be away from you… When you leave to go somewhere, I count the hours until I can see you again, touch you again. You’re the first thing I think about when I wake up and I feel like a silly, weak, little teenage human girl when I’m around you, it’s embarrassing!’, he lets out happily, as if he’s mocking himself.
‘Oh, shut up.’, you tell him with a dry chuckle, amused, taking it as a joke.
‘I’m serious!’, he protests.
‘Sure, you are.’
‘Y/N, I mean it. I mean every word.’, he tells you, suddenly very serious.
‘You… Hmm, you’re actually serious right now?’, you wonder.
‘I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life. And I’ve never been more sure about anyone before.’
‘Chan, stop… You don’t have to say this just because…’, you start, but he cuts you off.
‘No, I want to say it. I’ve had a lot of lovers over the years, but I’ve never been in love, Y/N. I always thought love was just an excuse humans invented to make themselves feel better over the guilt they have about their carnal sins. Hell, I was sure that shit was a myth…’, he takes a small pause as he rests his head against yours once more and closes his eyes, breathing in your scent. He keeps talking with his eyes still shut.
‘But then you came into my life and made me question everything I thought I knew. You made me believe in the myth. You made me feel… new, and excited, and just… happy. Happy like I’ve never felt before.’, he says, rolling his head a little before opening his eyes to look straight into yours, forehead still glued together. The knot in your stomach clenches more and more at every word coming out of his mouth. You just want to tell him he made you believe in love too. He’s the one still speaking though. ‘You’re my drug, and I can never stay away. Nor do I want to.’, he says.
‘Then don't…’, you let out in a whisper without even realizing you just spoke aloud. He moves his head back to take you all in and gives you the biggest, brightest smile you have ever seen on him, looking so warm, so beautiful, so… perfect.
‘I can’t believe I’m saying this, but… Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N…’, you start laughing at the use of all the names, but deep down it’s just a nervous laugh.
‘Oh no, please don’t call me that ever again.’, you joke, trying to hide your excitement. He moves one hand from your hip to cup your face and rub your cheek before continuing. Your heart beats so fast that it feels like it’s about to burst out of your chest.
‘Y/N… I love you. I am desperately in love with you.’, he lets out just before pressing his soft, plump lips against yours. You kiss him back as if your life depended on it, your pain finally almost completely gone as a wave of relief crashes down on your whole being. ‘And I’m not even ashamed to shout it out from the rooftops for everyone to hear!’, he teases as your mouths break away, the happiest silly smile plastered on his face. You let out a snorted chuckle at the comment before holding him closer, until your noses are touching. You look up at him fervently.
‘Well, if I’m your drug, then you’re my medicine. I feel like I’m constantly burning from the inside and the only thing that stops the flames from taking over is… well, you. I only feel whole when I’m with you. You, Chan, as much as it hurts my pride to say it…’
‘Oh no, stop. Are you okay?’, he cuts you off, clearly worried that you might be in pain again, despite you showing no signs of it. You laugh fondly at his reaction as you cups his cheek.
‘I’m okay, don’t worry. You already said it, so it’s fine. It’s just a tiny little sting now, it doesn’t hurt, I promise… Because I know how you feel now.’, you explain.
‘Are you sure?’, he insists.
‘I’m sure!’, you reassure him. ‘You wanted to hear it so badly before and now you won’t let me say it?’, you tease him.
‘I’m sorry, I was just worried about you.’, he confesses, planting a quick kiss on your neck, just over one of the marks you gave yourself earlier.
‘Okay, now that you know I’m fine, will you just shut up and let me speak?’, you ask, poking fun at him. He nods eagerly with a shy smile. ‘Thank you. As I was saying, before you so rudely interrupted me… You, Chan, are the cure to my affliction. And I never thought I’d say this, but… I love you too.’, you finally admit with a warm smile.
It feels like a terrible weight that was crushing you down has lifted from your chest. You love him, and you can finally say it. And he loves you. Nothing has ever felt quite so in place. And now it’s his turn to kiss you passionately and ardently and yet, still tenderly. He’s the happiest he’s ever been hearing the words coming out of your mouth.
‘I’m pretty sure a part of me has always loved you, ever since we first met… I just couldn’t stop thinking about you.’, you say when the instant passes. ‘At first, I thought it was just sexual attraction, you know? But the more I was with you, the more I realized it was more than that.’, you tell him. A moan of pure bliss escapes him as he closes his eyes, enjoying the moment.
‘Hmm, say it again…’, he shamelessly begs. ‘I want to remember the way the words sound in your voice, it feels like music, it’s so beautiful.’, he adds without ever opening his eyes. You smile at the sight.
‘I really do.’, you say, rubbing your nose on his to make him open his eyes and look at you. ‘I love you, Chan.’, you let out on more time and he drinks it in.
‘I…’, you kiss his left cheek.
‘Love…’, you kiss his right cheek.
‘You…’, you softly kiss his lips. He’s still in his own world, taking in every small detail of what you’re saying.
‘I love you so much, baby.’, he lets out and kisses your neck, just where he knows you like it. ‘You’re never getting rid of me now, and I’m not even sorry.’, he teases as he comes back.
‘You won’t hear me complaining about that.’, you smirk, taking his hand and leading him to switch places with you before making him sit down on the bed with you standing between his legs. You take off your top, revealing the bra underneath and he kisses the skin between your breasts, and then your stomach. But then a stray thought pops up on his mind and he suddenly feels the urge to ask something.
‘Wait… so, are you like… my girlfriend, now?’, he lets out with an excited smile. You can’t help but laugh at his expression, thinking he looks like a kid waiting to receive a present on Christmas. ‘Are you?’, he repeats, sounding a little too eager.
‘No.’, with just one word, his smile quickly turns into a pout. It’s like taking candy from a baby.
‘Why not?’
‘Because I hate that word.’, you simply state, moving your legs around to sit on his lap, facing him while resting your own knees on the mattress with your feet under your thighs.
‘I don’t.’, he says with a playful smirk. ‘I never had a girlfriend, I’d like to see what all the fuss is about.’, he adds before licking the skin from your collarbone up to your ear. You close your eyes, enjoying the feeling of his tongue on your body. ‘See? You like me way too much not to be my girlfriend. Come on, just say “yes”…’, he whispers before naughtily biting your ear, teasing you.
‘Do you really care about that?’, you ask genuinely, making him look up at you. He shrugs his shoulders slightly, trying to look not too concerned.
‘I mean, I didn’t think I would, but now that you said “no”, I have to admit, it kind of sucks. I don’t know, it’s not like I’m expecting us to just magically stop fucking other people, I’m just saying… It’d be nice to let them know that, even if they are fucking you, at the end it doesn’t matter, because you’re still mine, and only mine.’, he confesses, his possessiveness coming through in his words. A satisfied smirk comes up to your face as you can tell by his speech and general demeanor that he’s becoming more sexually charged. You take the opportunity to taunt him.
‘So, you just want to claim me… Is that it? Because you don’t need to call me your “girlfriend” to do that, you know? Your dick has done that for you a long time ago, with a little help from your lips, and tongue, and hands too.’, you tease. He seems to not find it too funny though, so you try to be sweeter with your next words. You move a bit, grinding against his evident bulge, and getting closer to him to whisper to his ear. ‘Don’t you see? No matter who I fuck, I always end up coming back to you.’, you say before kissing his cheek softly. ‘You’ve already marked me, already claimed me.’, you add, now kissing his lips with a bit more passion and urgency. You, too, are getting excited.
‘Okay, that’s good and all, but…’, he starts before taking a long pause.
‘But what?’
‘Well, I want to claim your… urgh, I can’t believe I’m saying this, and I will deny it if you ever tell anyone! But… Oh, I hate myself… I want to claim your heart, not just your pussy.’, he lets out shyly. You can’t help yourself and you start laughing vigorously at his comment, so much so that you drop to the side, laying on the bed next to him, clutching your stomach. He turns to you, pouting.
‘Hey! Stop mocking me!’, he demands dramatically as he starts tickling you as revenge. You can barely breathe over his vicious attack.
‘Okay! Okay! I’m sorry! Stop! Please, stop!’, you let out between laughs, finally giving in.
‘Yeah, that’s what I thought, princess.’, he says, smugly, as you both sit back up on the bed.
‘Alright, so how about this: instead of “girlfriend”, you could just call me “your girl”…? What do you think?’
‘Oh, please!... Look at your face, you love it!’, you mock him, amused.
‘Wow, I really love my girl.’, he tries it out with a big smile.
‘Yeah, I guess that works.’, he tries to look unbothered.
‘Fine! You can call me whatever you want, just stop being a baby about it.’, you give up.
‘I like “girlfriend” too.’, he argues.
‘Hey, you punks better watch your mouth, that’s my girlfriend you’re talking about!’, he lets out as an example. You roll your eyes at him overdramatically.
‘Oh, shut up, you love it too!’, he mocks you right back, grabbing your by the waist and bringing you close to him to kiss your neck playfully. You grab his hair, enjoying the moment. Your excitement soon becomes your main focus as you tug at it to make him look at you.
‘Okay, great. So, now that you’re done… (impersonating him) “claiming my heart”…’, you mock him, landing a slap on your butt as punishment, which you enjoy, as does he, feeling it up nicely afterwards. ‘Can we end all this emotional mush for now, and can you please come and claim my pussy?’, you tease, pulling yourself up to sit with your clothed core just over his ever-growing bulge and moving slightly to give him some satisfaction. The friction causes him to let out a moan and you take the opportunity to sensually bite his lower lip.
‘Hmm, you’re waking up the beast.’, he warns, making you smirk.
‘I’m counting on it.’, you respond, moving your hips back and forth as you pull his shirt off.
You take a second to take in the view. He’s so beautiful with his perfect body… his hands, his arms, his pecks, his abs, all his muscles tensing up with gratification as you ride him. His head tilts back as he enjoys the release your movement grants him, lewd sounds escaping him. You drink them all in as you carefully examine his stunning features, eyes closed and mouth agape with pleasure.
‘Just say it… Say it one more time.’, he lets out, finally opening his eyes to look fondly at you as you move steadily. His voice sounds low and intimidating, but you still welcome it. There is no pleading or begging in it… it’s not a request, it’s a clear and simple command.
‘Don't stop.’, he says, making you realize you had inadvertently slowed down the pace as you got lost drinking him in. ‘Just say it.’, he repeats as he takes off your bra and watches your boobs bouncing with the movement.
‘I love you, babe.’, you say in a seductive tone as you start moving faster, feeling how close he is.
‘Say my name.’, he orders before firmly planting his mouth on one of your nipples and sucking slightly, causing you to moan now.
‘Oh, Chan…’, another indecent sound comes out of your mouth as he licks your other nipple before sucking it. ‘Kiss me.’, you ask him as he pauses to take in a deep breath when you stop your hips. He obliges, giving you a wet and messy long kiss filled with desire and urgency. ‘Chan, I love you.’, you let out in almost a whisper as the two of you break apart, resting your forehead against his. ‘And I want you… I want you so badly right now, I need you inside me.’, you blatantly plead. He stares at you adoringly, as if he’s admiring a piece of fine art.
‘I love you, babygirl. And I can’t believe you’re mine. You’re so beautiful, so perfect, and you’re all mine.’, he lets out, his possessiveness coming out in his words, his tone, his demeanor. All of it just makes you more excited though, so you play into it.
‘You better believe it because I am. I’m yours, Chan, I’m all yours. You can do whatever you want with me, baby.’
‘I want to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week, princess.’, he lets out seriously, his eyes glowing with a spark of pure lust.
‘Do it! Tie me up and fuck me like there’s no tomorrow.’, you let out a little too eagerly.
He roughly pushes you onto the bed, your back resting on the mattress as he gets on top of you, his instinct taking over, guided by the flames of desire. In a matter of seconds, he has already gotten you out of your shoes, jeans and underwear, and has stripped down himself to be completely naked. You both enjoy looking at each other for a moment before resuming the activity.
‘No one will ever touch you as delightfully as I do…’, he says as his hand trails from your thigh to your pussy, slightly rubbing over your clit before he moves on to your stomach, your breasts, chest, and finally, your neck, where he gently chokes you for a moment, sending a jolt of electricity down your body.
'No one will ever…’, he continues as he pushes his dick inside you without much care as it easily slipped in with how wet you already were. ‘…fill you up as wonderfully as I do…’, he finishes as he bottoms out with your walls clenching against his member, pressing on the large vein that runs under it, with moans coming out of both of your mouths when you’re not busy taking in each other’s lips.
‘No one… will ever… pleasure… you… as perfectly… as I do.’, he lets out between hard thrusts that make your orgasm dangerously close as he hits your g-spot just right. ‘Hmm, I’m so close, babygirl… Cum with me, cum with me.’, he half begs, half orders.
‘Oh, Chan… Chan!’, you shout, and in a matter of seconds you’re both riding your high together.
‘I’m gonna fucking ruin you for everyone else in this world.’, he says as he keeps pounding into your now oversensitive core just for some extra pleasure. You grab the back of his neck, making him look straight into your eyes. You stare at each other lovingly for a second when he stops moving before you speak, his dick still inside you.
‘You already have.’, you simply say, genuinely, before planting an adoring kiss on his already abused lips. He smiles into the kiss, feeling happy and fulfilled. ‘I always come back to you, babe. I will always come back to you… Because we belong together. No matter how many people we sleep with, it will always be the two of us in the end.’, you tell him. His eyes shine bright listening to your words. You reach down to cup his face with your hand and he kisses the palm softly. ‘Because you’re the only one who really knows me... All of me. Because you're perfect, Chan… You're perfect for me.’, you finish, leaving him feeling as if his heart is about to blow up, in the best possible way.
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takuyakistall · 4 years
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red ribbon | ace trappola
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summary: ace receives the best birthday gift he could ever ask for.
taku's notes: @lolitsleia your prize for winning ebg 🗿 and also a bday special for mr. ace !!
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"I like you." Ace declared, in the middle of the rose garden, where no one was around to overhear your conversation. Your cheery expression slowly crumbled, was this another one of his jokes? Half a mind was telling you to take him seriously but, the other was desperately making up excuses to brush off the confession—trying to convince yourself to stay calm and laugh it off, to believe that it was just Ace joking.
In the end, all you said was "Stop joking." In an unusually cold tone. Ace couldn't help but flinch, you turned your heel and left him all alone. Ace could feel his own heart break a little when he saw you walk away with that cold expression on your face. You didn't take him seriously at all, no? Well, Ace wasn't giving up that easily. "Yikes." Was all Ace said as he scratched the back of his neck.
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"Oi" Ace poked your side with his textbook, seemingly bored. You gripped your pen tighter as you quickly scribbled down more notes, ignoring him. He pouted. He only continued to annoy you with his constant poking until you finally snapped and faced him.
"What is wrong with you!?" You couldn't concentrate at all, not with Ace distracting you like this. His mere presence was already a distraction, what more when he decides to actually annoy you? Ace only shot you a smug grin, he finally made you face him. You shot him an impatient look which was practically yelling "Out with it already!" At him.
Ace only put his hands up in defeat, "Sheesh, I just wanted to remind you about my upcoming birthday." Ah, he was right. Ace's birthday was only a few days away and you hadn't paid it much attention. You wondered why Ace went out of his way to remind you, is he perhaps expecting a gift from you? Your expression softened. "That's it?" You let out a sigh, you should start thinking about his present soon.
"I like you." Ace's usual out of the blue confession made its appearance today. You flushed a bit, looking away from Ace immediately to hide your embarrassed expression. It's been a whole month since Ace started saying those words every single day—you were beginning to question whether or not Ace was toying with you. "Stop joking around." You immediately shut him out again.
You could see how Ace's expression tensed upon hearing your stone-cold answer. "Another rejection?" He complained, burying his face in his palms. "When will you take me seriously?" His question threw you off, you already knew deep down inside that Ace was serious about this. Would he really confess day after day just for a silly joke? Ace wasn't the type to do that.
You paused for a moment, completely silent. "Who knows?" Ace's eyes lit up, perhaps he had a chance.
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Gently tapping on your desk with your favourite pen, thinking about what to get Ace as a birthday gift. You hummed a short tune, maybe something related to basketball? Or cherry pie? You wondered if you just get him nothing at all. Of course, you immediately scrapped that thought. Ace was special to you; special in a sense where you harboured romantic feelings for him.
That's why you always rejected his confessions, you were afraid. Afraid of ruining the relationship the both of you had built up to this point. Deep down you desperately wanted to say yes to every single confession of his. You just didn't have enough courage to do so.
You let out a sigh of frustration as you messed up your own hair— thinking of gifts is a hard task. Suddenly, an idea popped up inside your head— suddenly making you flustered. It was a bold and risky move but you were willing to do it nonetheless. You just closed your eyes and hoped for the best.
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Heartslabyul's common room was decorated with party decorations, a banner that read "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" in a big bold font, and tables set up with countless dishes and desserts placed atop of them. Everyone was lounging around, talking to one another and greeting the birthday boy— Ace Trappola.
Ace was sitting somewhere along the table, on the biggest chair there is to practically point out that he was the birthday celebrant. He already removed his jacket and the stash that read "BIRTHDAY BOY" and was left with the black shirt underneath. He was happy with the celebration taking place just for him. He took a bite out of his favourite dish, cherry pie, and licked off the remnants of its juice dripping down his hand.
His eyes never left the door, he was waiting for your arrival. He felt kind of stupid for waiting so eagerly but he couldn't help it— you probably had a present for him and he couldn't wait. His eyes immediately lit up when he saw your figure enter through the door. He noticed how you had nothing but a red ribbon in hand, where's his gift?
Your eyes immediately scanned the room for Ace, heart pounding. You crossed your fingers and hoped you weren't going to make a fool out of yourself. When your gaze landed on Ace, you felt your whole body tense up as you caught him staring right back at you. You clutched the ribbon even tighter when you saw Ace stand up and make his way towards you— you wanted to back out but you couldn't.
"Hey-!" Before Ace could even let out a full sentence, you grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him outside in a rather harsh manner. You stopped in the middle of the rose garden, where no one was around to overhear your conversation. It was where Ace first confessed to you, you brought him here. Ace shot you an expression which was a mix of confusion and annoyance. "Why the hell are we here?"
You took a deep breath and hoped for the best. You faced Ace and wrapped the red ribbon around your face— from your chin to the very top of your head; like a gift. "Ace, I like you!" You wanted to run away but you stopped yourself, you were going to brace yourself for his reply. You stared at Ace's blank expression for a moment or two before he broke the silence.
"Pfft- Ahahaha!" Your expression suddenly turned crestfallen, was he ridiculing you? You removed the ribbon from your head as you clenched your tightly, nails digging into your palm. You stared down at the ground, how stupid of you to think Ace was serious. "So is that a no--!!" You were abruptly cut off by a pair of lips placing itself on your own.
Ace was kissing you. It was rather aggressive, a bit sloppy if you might add. You couldn't believe he was kissing you so suddenly, it wasn't as if you were against it though. You let yourself melt into the kiss as you wrapped your arms around his neck, the red ribbon dangling from your fingers. You could already feel yourself going breathless and you needed to pull away but then Ace suddenly nibbled on your lower lip slightly.
You were mildly surprised at the sudden action and pulled away. Ace's face was red from embarrassment and you could tell that he was confused as to why you would suddenly pull away. "I'm sorry, that probably was a bit too much for our first kiss huh?" Ace apologized in a cheeky tone, his hands wrapped around your waist as he held you closer to him.
You still couldn't believe what just happened and rested your head against Ace's chest— you couldn't look at him in the eye like this. Ace could only stare at you with such a lovesick gaze. He was beyond happy when he heard your confession, happy to know that you felt the same way. Truly, this was the best birthday gift he could ask for.
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starneko123 · 3 years
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Butterfly Effect
Star's Note: So I finally got around to putting my main OC in the MK 2021 movie storyline and the first part is like a...songfic? Yeah so prepare for that and also Korë Nagako X Liu Kang is a crack ship, in general, please don't take it seriously lol.
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OC Characters Involved
Nova Nagako
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Mileena walked through the foyer leading to Shang Tsung's throne. Kabal and Goro were joining her it wasn't like she needed assistance for this. She preferred to do this one alone but the iron lung and royal brute refused. The trio reached Shang Tsung and once he gave Mileena the signal she spoke "She was spotted in Earthrealm far from Raiden's Temple as we speak. She seems to have...a different life with others around her. A caregiver." Mileena finished with an aggravated sigh "A caregiver?" Shang Tsung echoed in question.
Kabal cut his way into the conversation "She means her mother but with the description you gave it made it more difficult to find her. No white streaks in the hair, no pink eyes, and no magical powers. The reincarnation is shit." Kabal spat gesturing behind as if she was there. "Nova-" Shang Tsung began and Kabal cut him off once more. "News Flash she doesn't even go by Nova over there! Who the hell would name their kid Nova in this modern day. Her name is Korë. Not any better but it's different. Not fucking Nova." Now he was finished, and he put his hand on the hip for added flare.
"She's not our Lady Nova but still she stands out." Prince Goro mentioned. Mileena may have sniffed her out but Goro tracked her down. He found her first his chest swelled with pride. "She has companions." Mileena groaned half-heartedly "A friend and a consort." Shang Tsung leaned forward standing up from his throne altogether. "A consort?!" Kabal spoke again, "Yeah, not very good looking or the sharpest tool in the shed but they're around each other." Too bad they couldn't see Kabal rolling his eyes because he was doing so every few seconds. "Are you the better option?" Kabal asked genuinely "She is my Queen, my better half." Shang Tsung's voice echoed dreamily and again Kabal rolled his eyes "That's what they all say." Mileena then stepped closer to Shang Tsung as if it was just the two of them. "She had the marking of a Chosen One." Shang Tsung smirked "All the better." He then snapped his head to the side to look over at Nitara perched on a block of stone petting her wings. "Kabal and Mileena...Nitara will assist you in retrieving Nova." Mileena had no problem with that, she got along with Nitara so far. "Yes, master." Nitara said slyly as she sashayed towards the two said kombatants.
"Kill or injure beyond repair whoever stops you from bringing back my wife!" His voice echoed into the maroon sky.
Korë herself was sitting in a chair next to her close friend and housemate, Soleil. "You know what I think I did a really good job on my eyeshadow." She said brushing it a few more times and facing Soleil to show her eyelids covered in white eyeshadow and silver outline. She also had glitter on her face it must have been from the perfume or another form of body glitter. "I think you did really good this time, you're getting better." Soleil put her brush down and stood up fixing her dress in the process. Korë and Soleil were wearing the same dress it was a short pure white dress with lace at the ends and at Korë thought it was plus since it also wasn't strapless.
"Korë Nagako and Soleil Zaveri... five-minute call out. Almost showtime." It was their manager, Soleil responded with an 'Alright' and Korë an 'Okay'. Soleil stood up from her rolling chair as she finished her winged eyeliner and Korë followed her as she finished putting on her lip gloss.
"Yeah, I'm at the place it's like this, singer stripper bar or whatever, I don't know but she's here," Sonya said as she entered the bar and took a seat in the back, and ordered a drink.
"Now, blessing us with their presence is the femme fatale duo is Korë and Soleil!" The response to the statement was scattered cheers. The duo walked onto the stage and the atmosphere itself changed when she saw Korë. Korë had a slight headache that she had been nursing for a couple of days and Soleil knew that but Korë was convinced that it had gone away and she was just dealing with the aftermath. They both cleared their throat and as the stage light shined on them, Soleil started harmonizing as the beat started playing and Korë started singing.
It's like you got superpowers
Turn my minutes into hours
You got more than 20-20, babe
Made of glass the way you see through me
You know me better than I do
Can't seem to keep nothing from you
How you touch my soul from the outside?
Permeate my ego and my pride
"I love you." Shang Tsung said as he wrapped his arms around Korë twisting her around so she was facing him and she gazed at him lovingly as a teasing smirk spread across her obsidian lips. She leaned in until their lips were ghosting over each other "Do you want me to say it back?" She asked jokingly "I think my heart will truly break if you don't." Shang said dramatically and she giggled "I love you."
I wanna love me (ooh)
The way that you love me (ooh)
Ooh, for all of my pretty
And all of my ugly too
I'd love to see me from your point of view
I wanna trust me (trust me)
The way that you trust me (trust me)
Ooh, 'cause nobody ever loved me like you do
I'd love to see me from your point of view
"If you stop moving it would hurt less Prince Goro." He growled again at her statement and she returned it with a cold, unmoving stare. His growls then calmed down to huffs and puffs "Thank you." She said to him as she finished wrapping the bandage around his arm. "The wound isn't too bad, you'll heal fast either way." She said as she stood up and gathered her healing equipment and before she left she was grated with a rumbling "Thank you." at least he had manners she'll give him that. Before she closed the door she sent him a smile. A kind smile. One to remember.
I'm gеtting used to receiving
Still gеtting good at not leaving
I'ma love you even though I'm scared (oh, scared)
Learnin' to be grateful for myself (oh, oh, oh)
You love my lips 'cause they say the
Things we've always been afraid of
I can feel it startin' to subside
Learnin' to believe in what is mine
"I wouldn't recommend it Mileena," Nova said as she closed her spellbook and stood to face Mileena and they were roughly the same height. "But to ensure my knowledge of it-" Nova sighed and grabbed Mileena by the shoulders "I don't want you to learning just yet, you must stick with the powers you were born with for now. I will teach you myself when you have elevated your powers. Understand?" Nova asked tilting her head for the effect and Mileena nodded. Nova brought her in for a hug and kissed her on the forehead and at that Mileena purred in comfort and delight for the slight praise she got.
I wanna love me (ooh)
The way that you love me (ooh)
Ooh, for all of my pretty
And all of my ugly too
I'd love to see me from your point of view
I wanna trust me (trust me)
The way that you trust me (trust me)
Ooh, 'cause nobody ever loved me like you do
I'd love to see me from your point of view
I couldn't believe it or see it for myself
Boy, I be impatient, but now I'm out here
Fallin', fallin', frozen, slowly
Fallin', got me right
I won't keep you waitin' (waitin')
All my baggage fadin' safely (my baggage fadin')
And if my eyes deceive me
Won't let them stray too far away, I
I wanna love me (ooh)
The way that you love me (ooh)
Ooh, for all of my pretty
And all of my ugly too
I'd love to see me from your point of view
I wanna trust me, ooh (trust me)
The way that you trust me, baby (trust me)
'Cause nobody ever loved me like you do
I'd love to see me from your point of view (oh)
Yeah
As they finished their performance they got a fresh round of applause and Korë finally let out a breath as she always did after a performance and smiled alongside Soleil. After giving a wave they went backstage and collected their money. Since they didn't feel like staying at the bar anymore that night they decided to head home. "Good night KoKo," Soleil said with a yawn as she kissed her on the cheek and closed the door to her room. Korë was outside on the back porch humming and looking up at the sky, enjoying the night breeze. Until she heard whispering and then shuffling in the bushes 'The fuck?' she said under her breath as she quickly grabbed the steel bat near her that they used for protection.
She walked closer to the bushes and beat them with the bat a few times before staring at them again. She sighed, maybe she was just tired that was more than likely the case. She let out another breath as she turned but then yelped as she was met with a woman who was roughly her size and height. Her eyes glowed in the night and her mouth was covered in blood and it looked almost stained on her face. "Mommy Nova! I have waited so long for you!" She grinned widely showing off her razor-sharp teeth and reached for a hug arms opened wide but Korë moved a couple of steps back, her back bumped into someone and she turned to see a man taller and lankier.
"Hey, sweetness." It sounded like a man, a man who had trouble breathing and could barely compose his words. Korë wasn't thinking straight that's all she could of. She swung her bat wildly at the two intruders causing the man to speed away and the woman teleport back a few feet away from her. But she knows that she has hit one of them by the blood on her bat and the scar that was made on her stomach. She shrieked as she held her stomach and she did a full 360° but she couldn't see them. She felt like she was going to faint from the loss of blood and the lack of sleep. She then heard gunshots and she fell to the ground hoping that nothing else would wound her.
"Get up and get in the car!" She didn't have to be told twice since she was living off of adrenaline at the moment. She ran past the woman who was still letting off gunshots as she got in the car and slammed the door as she leaned into the seat protectively. After letting off a few more shots that the duo continued to dodge Sonya ran back to the car as well and got into the driver's seat starting the car and zooming off as she saw beady red eyes staring at her in the rearview mirror. "Who the hell are you?" Korë asked with a hiss as the woman started looking at her up and down when she suddenly asked "Where is the marking?" She asked indignantly "What fucking marking?! What the fuck are you talking about?" Korë spat and Sonya rolled her eyes as she tugged Korë's hoodie upwards and ghosted her finger over the Mortal Kombat marking.
"You wanna explain that?"
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heyboke · 4 years
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SWIPED RIGHT! | Kageyama Tobio x Reader SMAU
0:10 — Pinky Promise and...
NOTE: I understand if some of my readers only prefer the SMAU part, so I made this update flexible so you can still get what’s happening without reading the writing part! Keep in mind that you still have to click on ‘Keep Reading’ to access the following photos!
But, some of the parts can’t be translated through social media screenshots so reading the writing part will really help you understand the characters and what’s happening to the story on a deeper level! ☻
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YOUR POV
After concluding Bokuto-senpai's non-stop blabbering about the movie he watched last night to procrastinate from studying, the boys were finally able to go to their locker room to freshen up for their long-awaited BBQ Friday.
I decided to wait for them on the bench just outside the gym. Their four hour training went by so fast that when I looked up at the sky, the stars were already twinkling. The cool breeze I only get to enjoy at night hugged my skin as the winds started to lightly gust against my bare sleeves. Ugh, I forgot to bring a hoodie with me tonight.
My thoughts were interrupted as I received Tobio-kun's very random text. It was a very pleasant surprise that unconsciously plastered a huge smile on my face. I was too busy texting him that I didn't even notice the whole team standing in front of me, all ready to go.
"What's that on your phone that's making you grin like the Grinch?" Akaashi asked, trying to subtly take a peek on my phone screen. I immediately locked the device and put it inside the pocket of my sweatpants.
"No need to peek, Akaashi! Let's not waste anymore time... let's go!" I said, jumping out of the bench as the whole team started to walk, carrying on with their small talks.
The gray haired captain stood out since he was ahead of everyone, hopping like a kangaroo while shrieking about how he's been craving for Barbecue for so long now and that he can't believe he finally got the blue check on Twitter.
I was walking alongside Akaashi at the far end side of the group, watching everyone ahead of us with a comfortable silence lingering between us.
"Do you need help with your bag? I can carry it for you." He asked, breaking the silence.
"It's fine, it's fine! I can carry it on my own. Besides, you've already had such a long training. I don't want to burden you with such a small thing." I said, smiling at him to assure him that it's fine.
"Oh, speaking of my bag... hold up," I muttered, stopping on my tracks as I opened my bag to get something.
"What's up?" Akaashi uttered his third question since I saw him outside of the gym. I shuffled through my things until I finally found what I was looking for.
"Aha! Here. I got it while y’all were doing your spiking drills." I said, handing him a slightly chilled bottle of Vanilla protein shake.
"Oh. Thanks, Y/N. It's been a while since you gave me something as boujee as a protein shake. Hmm, someone's loaded today." Akaashi teased, a small smile smothering his gorgeous face. It is an unsaid arrangement between the both of us that I can only give something a little fancy to him, or to anyone, when I have extra savings with me.
"Shut up! I've been saving up for tomorrow for quite some time now. Just... shut up and be grateful for that, Keiji." I said, chuckling as I playfully hit his arm.
"Why? What's so special about tomorrow?" he asked, eyebrows scrunching up together in curiosity.
"Didn't I tell you? To—"
"WE'RE FINALLY HERE!! YAAAY!!!" Bokuto hollered, cutting me off from telling Akaashi about my plans with Tobio-kun, Hinata-kun and my bestfriends for tomorrow. The familiar aroma of savory and mouthwatering meat being grilled, instantly filled my nostrils. I just realized that I've been distracting myself from how hungry I actually am all this time.
"God, I'm so hungry. Y'all were taking so long. If I wasn't on such a good mood, I would've been so hangry by now!" I said, eyes locked on the grilling area on the side of the restaurant where the Barbecue we've been dying to eat is being prepped.
Good thing, Bokuto-senpai already reserved a table for us ahead of time. The short list of things that the simple-minded captain would not procrastinate on would certainly include Volleyball and his favorite food, Barbecue.
Everyone decided to sit down on their desired seat. I felt comfortable sitting at the very far end of the booth’s couch. Since Akaashi and I were already walking side by side, it made sense that he just sat beside me on the couch too.
The rest of the team, and most likely even me, were practically drooling at the sight of barbecue being served to the tables around us. Yukie-san, one of the current managers of the team, is known for her great love for food. She decided to take matters in to her own hands and stood up for everyone. She simply asked one of the servers to follow up our orders.
Some of the third years, Konoha-san, Komi-san and Sarukui-san, were struggling to deal with an impatient Bokuto that was on the verge of going on emo mode.
“Where’s Akaashi? Didn’t he...“ the captain mumbled, pouting as he searched for the setter that was seated beside me.
“Oh, no. Bokuto-san’s Weakness #42. He becomes impractically impatient when people make him wait for his food, most especially when he’s hungry after training.” I hear Akaashi mutter beside me. I looked at him and he seems like Doctor Strange, looking at and calculating the different possibilities of what can happen if the captain won’t be able to get his food anytime soon.
Thankfully, Yukie-san came back to our table with at least two servers holding stacks of Barbecue on their trays, gently placing them on the table in front of all of us. Bokuto-senpai’s eyes lit up, even his hair seemed to perk up in excitement as he saw the Barbecue he’s been dying to eat being served in front of him.
“ALRIGHT, Let’s dig in!! This is in honor of me getting the blue check and a reward for all of us after such a hard training!! WOOHOOO!! Enjoy, everyone!!” the captain cheered, taking at least five chunks of meat in his chopsticks and munching the all down in one go.
No matter how hungry I am, I took the time to look at the team in front of me. The mere sight of them enjoying their food is endearing me. Am I really going to be a part of this wonderful team by next week? Do I really belong here?
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I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw green vegetables being plopped down on my plate. I looked up and saw Akaashi putting one last piece of greens on my plate.
“Hey, why are you putting all that? I came here for Barbecue and not vegetables, Keiji.” I mocked him, poking the vegetables he just placed on my plate with my own chopsticks.
“Shush, you have to eat those. Even just a couple. They make you healthier. Plus, if you’re going to be our manager, you can’t be getting sick and frail.” he said, not even sparing a glance at me as he started to eat his own food.
Now this... this is one of his gestures that made me grow really fond of him. Some people might think otherwise but for me, Akaashi is not shy at all. Others often mistake his silence as shyness. When in reality, he only speaks up when he thinks it’s necessary — when he thinks it’s worth it. In fact, he is very frank with his words. He’s the type of person that would call you out when you’re doing something wrong, but he’d also compliment you when you’re doing something right. If one tends to focus more on his expressions, they can be convinced that he’s bland because his face really is usually blank. He only ever shows what he feels through his expressions at very rare occasions. Thus, he shows his feelings most of the time through his gestures; be it a small one or a big one.
“Hmph, fine. I’ll just eat more barbecue with it, so I don’t taste it that much.” I said, wrapping the greens with a chunk of meat. Bokuto-senpai, who’s instantly uplifted by now, overheard what I said.
“That’s what I do too when I need to eat vegetables!!! You’re doing the right thing, Y/N!!” he laughed, as he stuffed more barbecue inside of his mouth. The other third years that were worked up on not letting him slip in to his emo mode earlier, were now having the time of their life beside Bokuto-senpai, laughing at each other as they throw jokes at one another from time to time.
“Y/N?” said someone from in front of me. I looked up and saw that the voice belongs to none other than, Kaori-san, the other current manager of the team. She’s so pretty, oh my gosh.
“H-Hello, Kaori-san. Is there anything I could help you with?” I asked, getting a little conscious about the fact that I’m basically eating like a pig in front of someone so gorgeous.
“Oh, nothing! I just wanted to talk to you, even just for a little bit.” She smiled, eating gracefully like a princess. I could never, lol.
“I’m always down for a talk with you, Kaori-san!!” I gushed. Oh my god, do I sound a little too excited? What if she thinks I’m a crazy fangirl? Oh no.
“You’re so cute! Hahaha, anyway, I’d love to hear your thoughts right now about the team manager position because I’d be really be at ease knowing that the team is in good hands after Yukie-san and I graduate.” She said, a hint of sadness was evident after she mentioned the fact that they’re graduating this year.
“Oh, of course... Hm, before I even officially become the manager of this team, I can say that I already have a pretty good bond with them... thanks to this one person,” I nudged Akaashi who was peacefully eating beside me and secretly listening to Kaori-san and I’s conversation. Akaashi-kun, you’re not so slick. I might’ve only known you for a little over three months now, but I can feel it when your ears are trying to listen, despite having your eyes focused on something else.
I continued, “I just know that they have something really special about them. At times, I even get intimidated by their bond because not all teams can easily earn it. It takes a lot of time and everyone’s cooperation as well. With that being said, I just want to make sure that I won’t get in their way or anything. I really am taking things seriously and I’ve also been thinking about it a lot lately. I don’t want to make a hasty decision just because I got blinded with such a big opportunity. It’s a commitment that we’re talking about, not just to myself, but to the rest of the team as well.”
I didn’t even realize that I’ve been blabbering like a little kid in front of Kaori-san.
“The fact that you’re thinking about it this much already says a lot, Y/N. Hell, I didn’t even know it’s possible for me to want you to take this position even more!” she chuckled.
“Your words mean a lot to me, Kaori-san! I’ll make sure to keep it in mind once I make my final decision.” I smiled, stuffing my mouth with one of the green vegetables on my plate and Barbecue.
The warmth and liveliness around the table never died down all through out the meal. We even found the gray-haired captain standing up and doing an imitation of this one funny video he watched as a kid. The trays and plates on the table were now empty, while our stomachs were full and satisfied.
“HEY, HEY, HEY!!! Let’s go to arcade now!! Yoohoo!!” Bokuto-senpai started to hop around while flailing his arms in the air, ready to go to this arcade nearby this restaurant. He was so close to leaving the doorway when one of the servers came up to our table.
“Uhm, ma’am and sir, I double checked it on the system but... you haven’t paid for your meals yet,” the server was sheepish on approaching us. She was having a hard time looking at us in the eyes. She’s probably new here.
Everyone stood there in shock and embarrassment, except for Konoha-san and Komi-san who dragged Bokuto-san back inside to pay for our meals.
“OH... I’m so sorry!! I forgot, I didn’t mean to not pay!!” the captain sincerely apologized, quickly paying for everything we ate.
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Upon entering the arcade, I couldn’t help but feel giddy and excited. The air inside the arcade just makes me feel alive and want to play games there all day. People around our age and some kids filled the place. Some of them are on dates, while most of them were just hanging out with each other.
The team scattered into groups as they went to the games that best fit their liking. The captain can be seen inside a Zombie-killing booth. His hands are already holding the fake gun inside, ready to unleash his inner warrior because according to him, he always trained himself for an apocalypse that can happen in the future. Some of the third years, like Yukie-san and Kaori-san along with some of the spikers, can be seen on the bowling area.
I rushed to the counter in the middle to get myself tokens and cards to play the games. The air hockey table caught my attention the moment we stepped in the arcade. I was about to swipe my card to play, when I realized I didn’t have anyone to play it with. How much dumber can I get? I obviously can’t play this by myself.
“Go for it. I’ll play with you,” a voice I know too well spoke behind me. I didn’t realize that I kind of ditched him as soon as I got too caught up in excitement with the arcade.
“Okay. Bring it on, Keiji! Don’t you dare go easy on me!” I exclaimed, swiping the card and grabbing the air hockey paddle on the table. My competitive side was showing as I poured my energy in each stride at the puck and attempts to block it from shooting inside my side of the goal.
After a few rounds of air hockey and a little bit of Basketball, where I took a hard L because I was against a well-trained and balanced athlete that shot the ball like it was nothing, I decided to go for a game where I thought I had a bigger shot at winning. I scanned through the games again and my eyes landed on this one game that I knew I’d win against someone like Akaashi.
“Dance Dance Revolution? I never played this game all my life and now you’re asking me to play it with you right now?” he whined, uneasiness showing as he spoke. I felt a little sad, but I didn’t want him to force him on doing something he doesn’t want to do.
“Hey, it’s okay if you don’t want to do it. I just really thought it’d be nice to play this with somebody.” I looked down, speaking softly. I hear him take a deep breathe.
“Fine... just one round.” he said. I was so thrilled. I bounced around and swiped my card on the machine. We stepped on the dancing area with the arrows under our feet and got ready to play the game. I chose a dance that was moderately difficult, keeping in mind that by doing so, I’ll increase my chances of winning. It was going really well at first. By looking at Keiji on my peripheral vision, he wasn’t even that bad. I guess the footwork training they do on Volleyball also helps him. Ugh, is there something he can actually suck at?
The most complex part of the dance started and I was slowly panicking. My score was higher, but only by a little. I was getting lost in the game that I didn’t even notice that I stepped at a faulty angle and twisted my ankle.
I winced in pain as I lost my balance and held on the metal bar behind me for support. Akaashi was alarmed as soon as he saw my current state.
“Hey, I’m fine, really. What’s that look on your face, Akaashi?” My poor attempt to chuckle was horrible. I tried to stand up, but the pain I felt on my ankles were stronger than my will to prove Akaashi that I was fine. He rapidly moved away from the game and found himself beside me, checking my, most likely, sprained ankle.
“Okay, it doesn’t look that bad but you can’t work yourself up for a while. I’ll take you home. No more ifs and buts. I’ll just text Bokuto-san and the rest of the team about what happened and that we had to leave sooner than expected.” he sternly said.
The next thing I knew, he was walking me to my house. I found myself on his back, arms wrapped around his chest and legs clung on his waist as he held the side of my thighs for extra support.
The same stars that greeted me while I was waiting for them outside the gym earlier were present as I looked up again at the sky. With that, the same cold breeze of the night blew against my skin. I tried not to shiver, but it was useless since Akaashi felt that I was getting chilly because I was shaking a little.
He stopped on his tracks as he gently put me down on the sidewalk. I was feeling confused until I saw him taking his jacket off and offered me to take it.
“I noticed you were starting to get a little chilly, so here. Take it.” he said. I didn’t even hesitate anymore as I wore his jacket. I felt so much better and we started walking again while he gave me a piggyback ride.
I let out a yawn as I started to feel my eyelids getting heavier and my breathing going slower. I didn’t even know when it happened, but I just know that along the way, I fell asleep on his shoulders.
AKAASHI’S POV
I found myself in front of your house and I knocked on the door. It wasn’t the first time I’ve been here, so your mom let me in as soon as she saw me. I told her about what happened and gave her some tips that will help you recover faster. Given that I was not new to these injuries, I knew exactly what to do.
I opened the door to your room and I softly put you down on your bed. I got some pillows that will help on elevating your sprained ankle and tucked you to bed.
You looked so peaceful. You looked so beautiful.
I’ve always been blunt about what I see and feel about everything. So, why is it that I can’t tell you about these feelings that I feel solely for you?
I wish I can tell you that all your little gifts and efforts for me never go unappreciated.
I know that you’ve recently been growing closer to somebody else. I’m not oblivious about it. I know you, Y/N.
I just hope that it’s not too late by the time I finally build up the courage to tell you about these feelings.
I gave your forehead a soft kiss, before I finally got up and left your room.
YOUR POV
I woke up in the middle of the night and realized that I was already in the comfort of my own room. I checked my phone and saw that it was 2AM. I looked down on my feet and saw that my ankle was really sprained and that I wasn’t just dreaming about it.
I let out a sigh as I remember that Tobio-kun, Hinata-kun, Best Boy Yams and Saltyshima were coming over here later.
Why the fuck did I have to sprain my ankles on the worst day possible?
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tuancore · 3 years
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Lost You (Part 14) :
Starring- Jinyoung x reader
Genre- Angst
Summary- It's your choices and actions which made you miserable.
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You could feel your entire world collapsing before you, oxygen leaving your lungs, suffocating you to death. It was a horrible feeling, your body was crying for oxygen to let you live, but you had absolute no reason to. As much as it killed you inside you were going to meet ends by killing yourself from outside as well.
As soon as your eyes shut close, you felt yourself falling into some sort of black hole, getting sucked from within. Thats it, you are going to leave everything behind and rest in piece, you thought.
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The doctors operated on you restlessly for hours, Jinyoung stood outside the operation theatre his face already pale and puffy from crying. All he prayed was for you to be safe and to come back to life, To him, To your love, To where you belonged.
The doctors were finally done operating on you after two and a half hours.
"Doctor, how's she? She's fine right? Nothing happened to her right—" Jinyoung clouded the doctors with multiple questions his fingers intertwined together. Exhaling a short breath, they replied "Mr. Park, we managed to save her..but if she—".
"If she what doctor?" He shouted impatiently, "You See.....Mr. Park we have to wait till she gains consciousness until then we can't say anything clearly, let's just hope for the best, now if you excuse me" The doctor excused himself leaving Jinyoung behind, crying to himself.
BamBam approached him, embracing Jinyoung in his arms, rubbing his back, "Hyung, Noona will wake up soon. Don't worry, she's the strongest".
"But BamBam what if she never wakes up, what if I lose her?" Jinyoung panicked, grabbing his hairs harshly "I can't lose her Bam, I can't, how will I even breathe seeing her in this condition?".
"Hyung, Hyung....please calm down, nothing bad will happen, have some faith in her, she won't leave you", BamBam tried to assure him, "If anything she loves you, she'll not go anywhere leaving me, leaving you, any of us".
And just like that it's been two months and you still haven't opened your eyes. Seeing your lifeless form before his eyes were burning and eating Jinyoung alive, he felt so helpless for the first time in his life, even if he gave up all his money and his soul he won't be able to wake you up. All he was required to do was pray and wait for a new day to bring the possibility of you waking up.
"Oppa..." The voice made Jinyoung turn his head around, while he sat beside your ward bed on a barstool holding onto your cold hands securingly, "Minyoung, You here? Not having work today?".
"I do have work but I wanted to visit Unnie first, that's all" She smiled, staring at you, "Oppa, I just hope she wakes up soon, it's been so long. It's kind of hard to not have her around and I want you to be healthy Oppa, you're neither eating nor sleeping properly. Do you think unnie will be happy seeing you like this?".
"Yeah, you're right...." He turned to face you, his heart hurting everytime to see your hands getting pierced with syringes and that oxygen mask which was keeping you stable, " But Minyoung, I'm healthy don't worry, as long as she's by my side, I'll be okay ".
"Where's BamBam?" Minyoung asked, "I thought he would be here".
"BamBam? He hasn't visited for two to three days, anyways why are you asking about him?" Jinyoung asked back, raising his brows in curiosity.
"Stop with that suspicious upfront" Minyoung laughed hitting Jinyoung's shoulders playfully, "Lisa unnie was worried about him, he hasn't been answering her phone calls".
"Lisa hmm, there's nothing to be worried about he's busy with things at the studio, tell her not to care about that dork that much. Yugyeom is there with him" Jinyoung laughed, "Oppa if he's with Yugyeom it's 110% confirm that they'll cause some trouble, for you all to wrap up later, it's so casual for Lisa unnie to get worried".
"I know, I know. Salute to Lisa for bearing with BamBam's annoying ass" Jinyoung grinned, at the thought of Lisa always running after BamBam with the amount of headache he gives her.
"Aigoo it's already, 11:47. I guess I'll be on my way to the clinic, see you Oppa" She hugged Jinyoung gently, then after facing you again, "Unnie wake up soon, we're all missing you a lot".
"Please baby, please come back to me, with every passing second, I'm losing a part of myself" He sniffed, reminiscing the times you both have spent together, "Remember baby you always scolded me for not helping in household chores, and that one day you'll leave me if I didn't start being a good boyfriend, helping you with those. I'm sorry...." He sobbed kissing your knuckles, "I'll do whatever you'll ask me to, I promise. I'll do the dishes, I'll do the laundry, I'll clean the washroom. Anything, I'll keep you like the princess you are....all you have to do is come back to me. Please....I love you. Please".
"Bam the hell are you doing?" Lisa growled through her phone, making her boyfriend shudder in fear, "I'm sorry Lili baby I was busy".
"Busy? What kind of busy? That you haven't answered my calls for three days, not even a single message", she continued ranting while BamBam bit his bottom lips nervously, glancing at Yugyeom every now and then who was busy drinking his chocolate milk, "Baby...I'm just busy at the studio with some mixtapes, it's been exhausting lately. I promise I'll call you from now onwards, don't worry too much, hmmm?".
Sighing loudly, Lisa mumbled "Okay, take care, by the way Bam".
"Yes Lili?".
"Just go and visit the hospital, Minyoung told me that Jinyoung's condition is also worsening, it's not good for his health", She explained, tone laced with concern, "Lisa, hyung hasn't been himself since the day Noona— I'll spare myself some time and go there".
"Sounds good, and one more thing. I'm coming back in five days" Lisa contained herself from squealing. BamBam's face lit up at the news, clutching his phone tight he grinned widely, "OMG! Finally! You've been stuck at Rosé's place for three weeks now, that's enough for her".
"Yeah, but it's definitely not enough. I'm cutting my visit short because my childish boyfriend is being a nut".
"Hey! What do you mean by a nut? I'm the coolest you know so it's definitely you who's a nut" He bragged, dabbing again. Yugyeom let out a scoff walking out of the room.
"And I'm the hottest okay" She chuckled lightly, "Yeah yeah a very hot nut though, Lisa come back soon I miss you", he muttered lovingly.
"I miss you more Bamie".
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The work and everything started getting the best out of Jinyoung, he was ditching meals and sleep continuously. He ran from office to hospital and then from hospital to office without any fixed schedule. Everyone requested him to get some rest at home, Yugyeom and BamBam even suggested that they will keep an eye on you. But Jinyoung was not satisfied with any of that, if he wants to be with you, Then he will be with you. His words were solidified in concrete.
Except for today, everyone planned on not letting Jinyoung step inside your ward until and unless he attends today's meeting. The investor was giving up a huge amount for the project and Jinyoung's company can't miss on this.
"You guys sure that this will convince Sir to attend the meeting?" A blonde lean boy one of Jinyoung's employees asked, chewing his fingertips, "Of course! Hyunjin don't worry. Noona means the world to Jinyoung hyung, he'll even walk to the moon just for her sake, so chill", Yugyeom encouraged Hyunjin who was still not so sure.
"Please hyungs do anything, but please please convince Sir to lead on this meeting. He has been rescheduling this meeting for weeks and I don't think that the investor himself have that much patience" Hyunjin explained desperately, "I do understand that he's here for ma'am he cares for her, he loves her but job is also important. Please convince hi—".
"Shut up! He will go with you, just stop with your blabbering" BamBam shouted, irritated hearing Hyunjin's pleadings since then.
BamBam and Yugyeom proceeded with their plan by locking your room's door from inside not letting Jinyoung in, "Hyung! You'll get to see her after the meeting only!" BamBam shouted from inside holding onto the knob tightly.
"BamBam that's not fair! You can't do this I swear I'll break the door if you don't open it!" Jinyoung snarled from outside banging on the wood. "Stop banging loudly, Do you want Noona to get disturbed?" BamBam's words made Jinyoung stop and sigh in defeat, "Fine I'll go....".
"Good choice, so we'll be waiting for you right here after few hours...." BamBam smiled waving a bye from the little glass hole in the door, "Few hours" Jinyoung repeated sadly not wanting to leave you even for a second.
"After you Sir" Hyunjin spoke for the first time after Jinyoung's arrival. He nodded after capturing your form, grabbing the file from Hyunjin's grasp walking towards the exit flipping through the pages, with Hyunjin following behind.
Yugyeom and BamBam passed a thumbs up towards Hyunjin, mouthing "Told you".
Unlocking the door, BamBam and Yugyeom plopped themselves on the couch. Both of them already tired from sweating day and night at the studio, but they knew that someone has to look after Jinyoung because he has completely lost himself.
Suddenly your heart rate monitor started to beep sending a panic wave through BamBam and Yugyeom. They jumped to their feet running to examine you, your breathing was highly unstable even though you had the oxygen mask.
BamBam stayed with you while Yugyeom rushed outside to call a doctor to check on your not so good seeming state. Your chest heaved up and down due to your erratic breathing, your lungs suffocating you.
"Noona... Noona...." He called out desperately, "Nothing will happen to you Noona...", BamBam pulled out his phone ready to dial Jinyoung's number but stopped at the thought of Jinyoung being in the meeting.
"Doctor please...do something it looks like she's getting short of breath" Yugyeom barged in along with the doctor, she immediately stood beside you, checking your pulse rate and heart rate.
She injected you with some medicine, then again leveling the monitors after awhile your breathing was back to normal. BamBam and Yugyeom almost had a cardiac arrest, if it wasn't for the doctor to have you stable again.
"What was happening to her?" BamBam asked the doctor, "She's fine right?".
"Don't worry she's good, and I think she'll wake up soon" She smiled at both of them, before walking away.
"Gyeomie...." BamBam whispered facing him. Yugyeom nodded with a smile, "Yes yes I heard, Noona we're waiting".
Your head started throbbing with pain, almost unbearable, you tried opening your eyes but squinted them with the ache, tears filling your eyes. You heard someone calling your name voice laced with shear panic.
"Noona!" With the last call out, you opened your eyes, panting and sweating heavily as if you've ran a marathon, "Calm down, calm down..... Everything is okay, you're okay. Slow down, breathe in, breathe out".
"BamBam...." You whispered, through the mask. Later catching the proper rhythm of breath, still with your head throbbing you managed to rotate your eyes across the room. Hospital.
"I didn't die?" You mumbled which was audible enough for BamBam and Yugyeom to hear. "Noona, stop saying things like that. You're safe and sound. Nothing happened to you by god's grace", Yugyeom snapped, shaking his head.
You didn't dare to ask about Jinyoung, not that he has left your mind or heart, but the slightest thought of him pained your heart, neither did Yugyeom or BamBam were bothered enough to bring Jinyoung up.
Later the doctors performed few tests on you to make sure everything was normal. Fortunately the reports were declared normal and that if you wish you can get back home as soon as possible.
"Shouldn't we call Jinyoung hyung and let him know about her?" Yugyeom asked BamBam, "We should but not now, he's still in the meeting and if we informed him right now, he'll leave that meeting in between and hurry here, which we don't want..." BamBam explained, waiting for doctors to shift you back to your ward.
Thanks to the medicines, due to which your headache completely vanished, you still felt light headed almost floating in the sky, legs wobbly, breathing heavily. The doctor handed you a pair of clothes for you to change from that hospital gown.
"This...." You asked the doctor confused about the clothes which you were certain belonged to you, hesitantly taking the dress from her hand. "The young man who's with you kept these clothes just in case and see it was fruitful", You nodded your head mind thinking about BamBam since he was the one with you meanwhile the doctor clearly referred to Jinyoung.
"You can walk..." Yugyeom uttered examining you from head to toe as you walked with the doctor. "Of course I can, I didn't break my legs".
"So wanna go home?" The doctor asked you with a humble smile, "If you want you can, I'll just arrange the discharge papers".
"Will it be okay to take her so soon, like she just woke up?" BamBam asked worriedly. "Everything is fine, you can take her home. She'll get proper rest at home".
Sitting at the backseat of BamBam's car you stared outside of the window, it was already evening with the sun almost setting while BamBam sat on the driver's nseat with Yugyeom beside him.
"Noona Jinyoung hyung isn't at home, he's busy in some meeting, so no one would be at home, if you want I can take you—" Cutting BamBam in the midway, you sighed in frustration, "I don't want to hear anything about Jinyoung Bam! Just take me somewhere else but not to him".
Yugyeom and BamBam locked eyes in eternal confusion and shock, "What do you mean by not to him?".
"I just don't want to see his face, I don't wanna go back to him".
"But Noona he—".
BamBam held Yugyeom's arms shushing him, "So I'll take you to Youngjae's place then...".
Eyes widening you shrieked loudly, "Youngjae's place? BamBam have you both completely lost it. Why would I want to go to that bastard's place, he's the reason why me and Jinyoung are having problems".
"What do you mean?" Yugyeom cut in curtly.
"I know Youngjae is the one responsible for mine and Jinyoung's relationship to end so brutally!" You snarled clenching your fists, your nails almost digging into your palm's flesh.
"I know you both knew this, then why would you want to take me to his place?", You asserted your pitch rising with every word.
"Because he's your bestfriend" Yugyeom and BamBam announced in unison. Your face falling at their words, pondering over it, a sharp pain shot through your head making you groan in pain.
Part 13 // Part 14 // Part 15
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jinxthequeergirl · 4 years
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Lipgloss
Steve Harrington x Hopper! Reader
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Summary: the reader has always been steves cooler half but he notices that you start making little changes.
Warning: swearing, none, this is kinda wack it didn't come out the way I wanted it to
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You where in fact your fathers daughter in every way possible, tough as nails, quick witted the whole nine yards. And everyone knew it.
The only issue was Steve Harrington, he was your best friend but lately it seemed like he was the only one who could make your cool deminor falter. And everyone seemed to notice it.
You watched Will attempt to follow your steps and skate down the street before turing to stared at Steve as he and dustin made the large order from the ice cream truck. He glanced back at you with a goofy smile making you chuckle.
"Y/n!" Your head snapped forward just in time to see will plow you down on your skate board. "Ah...shit..." You groaned.
"Are you guys alright!?" Steve asked running over to you with the rest of the kids. Dustin helped pull will up as steve helped you up. "Yea...yea I'm fine." You chuckled.
"Sorry kid." You ruffled Will's hair. "It's alright, I'm fine. I'm gonna go again." He said excitedly. Taking the skateboard from the ground and running back to the starting point with Mike and lucas by his side.
"You sure you're fine?" Steve asked again looking you over. "I'm...I'm fine harrington, are you fine?" You asked him nervously. "Yea, yea I think I'm ok." You nodded dusting your hands off on your shorts. "Good, good...oh uh hey wheres my choco Taco?" You asked attempting to save yourself from the conversation.
He looked back over to the Ice cream truck. The man inside was looking impatiently back as the diffrent ice cream bars sat on the counter.
"On it's way." He said jogging back over.
"What was that!?" Max asked coming up beside you with El at her side.
"What was what?" You asked walking to sit on the curb. "With steve! I've never seen you act like that!" Max laughed. You furrowed your brows. "I wasn't acting any way..." You trailed off when Even El gave you a look that said you where acting diffrent.
"C'mon You where totally starting at Steve! And then what was that conversation!?"
"Do you like steve?" El asked cutting in on Max.
You laughed. Both because hearing it outloud made it sound absurd but also out of nervousness.
"Do I..Do I like steve? Me? Liking Steve!?" Max crossed her arms. "I've seen you around boys...it usually ends up with them scared of you...not the other way around."
You opened your mouth but instantly closed it as steve came back over. "Ladies, one orange dreamcicle, A cotton candy swirl and a choco taco." He said handing the ice cream bar to you.
"Thank you kind sir." You winced as the words left your mouth, he laughed and sat next to you digging into his own Ice cream order.
Max and El chuckled at you as you struggled to act normal next to him. "Hey! Y/n?"
"Yea?" You croaked out. "Is it alright if I sleep over at your place tonight?"
You cleared your throat and took your eyes from steve to look at her. "Yea...of course." You smiled lightly.
You winced at the loud crash and steve yelling through the phone. "Sorry about that..." You laughed pouring another bag of candy into a bowl. "No need to apologize...boys will be boys right?"
You could hear him give a light hearted chuckle through the phine making your heart do a little jump in your chest. "How are the girls?" He asked. "Oh you know..doing girl things...painting nails, talking about boys...usual girl stuff."
"Ooh I wouldn't have happened to have been brought up in your boy talk would I?" He asked cheekily. Your face grew hot and you cleared your throat trying to keep cool.
"Why on earth would we talk about you?" You joked. "Ow I'm hurt."
You looked up hearing the girls squeel with joy from the room over. "Ok well sounds like the girls are having fun without me."
"Ok. Hey, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon after I get off of work."
"Of course, Night Harrington."
"Night." You hung up the phone and grabbed the tray of snacks.
"Ladies! Snacks are served!" You announced as you pushed El's bedroom door open. They both looked up from their magazines and ran over to it as you set it down.
"And then Later I picked up some movies from Family video-"
"We had a better Idea!" Max said. "What?" There was knock at the door that El quickly got up to answer as Max sat you down.
"Well me and El wanted to help you with your steve problem."
You shook your head. "I don't have a steve problem." Max rolled her eyes at you.
"Yea sure."
"I heard we where having a girls night, and you needed help with Harrington!" Robin said as she stepped into the bed room.
"Oh god...They got you two involved!?" You asked looking at Nancy and Robin.
Nancy shrugged. "I didn't have anything better to do..."
"Me neither." Robin added hoisting herself ontop of the dresser.
You looked between the four girls and fell back into the bed throwing a pillow over your face and groaning.
"I..i dunno about this guys..."
"We'll just start with small things...like lip gloss!" Max said As you sat infront of the four of them
"Yea! And then we can work up to the bigger stuff!" Nancy said taking the lip gloss from Max.
Their big idea was to give you a make over, 'round out your sharp edges' Nancy had said.
"C'mon guys don't you think Steve should like Y/n for y/n? And if he doesn't then maybe he's not the one for her?" Everyone looked at Robin.
"Actually...actually that doesn't sound like a bad idea." You spoke up. Robin held her hands out to you. "See!"
"C'mon just give this a try, then we can try Robins way." Nancy said holding your chin in her hand to apply the lipgloss. And El held up the mirror to you so you could see yourself.
You frowned slightly at yourself and looked at your glittery lips. "This is kinda stupid." You mumbled wiping it off. "It's not! We can even do your hair a little bit!" Nancy said trying to convince you to go through with it. Max flipped through a magazine and landed on a page.
"We should go with this! Subtle but with a pop!"
You all glanced at the page then at yourself through the mirror. "Have at me if you must."
Robin laughed at the sight eating a handful of popcorn. "You are very helpful." You said to her as El helped do your hair. "Stay still." El said from behind you.
"I just think, maybe you should let things work out on there own..." She said along with pointing at a shirt that Max held up from your closet.
"Ok, ok leave your hair like this tonight...and tomorrow morning take it out and it should look like that." Nancy said pointing to the magazine picture.
You bit your lip and nodded. Thinking about what Robin was saying.
"Ok do this." You followed max's lip motion after you put the lipgloss she had picked last night as you stood outside the mall.
"Ok, ok! You look good! Like yourself but...better."
"Thank you, really." You smiled sarcastically at her.
"You know what I meant!" El rounded the corner quickly. "He's coming!" She said grabbing your wrist and pulling you forward.
"Be yourself! Be flirty!" Max yelled as they basically flung you around the corner into steve.
"Oh hey!"
"Sorry! Hey!" You laughed, Nervously.
"Uh hey! Since you're here do you wanna go...get...food?"
He chuckled. "Yea..I was actually Going to ask you the same!" You nodded and started walking beside him back into the Mall,smiling to yourself.
"Where the hell is steve going!?" Dustin asked coming up beside Max and El.
"A date I think." Max said.
"He was supposed to take us to The arcade!"
You walked scilently beside steve but you could feel him glancing at you.
"What?" You finally asked looking up at him.
"What?"
"Well you keep looking at me so...you must wanna say something or is there something on my face?"
"No! No! Nothing on your face, but Are...are you wearing Lipgloss?" He asked looking closer at you.
You moved from his gaze brushing your fingers under your lips.
"What? N..no!" You laughed nervously.
"It is isn't it! Your wearing something girly!" He laughed. you scowled and punched his shoulder and rubbed the stuff from your lips.
"Ow! C'mon y/n i was kidding." He said rubbing his arm. "Why are you wearing that stuff anyways? You constantly say how much you hate it. "
"It was just a stupid Idea..." You muttered the response and quickly grabbed a seat in the food court.
"No, hey c'mon! It looked good..if thats what you want to start doing I'm not gonna stop you! I'm not saying it was bad just suprising." He said sliding into the seat across from you.
"And hey for what It's worth I think it looked pretty on you, but...but I think you look good no matter what!" He said trying to cheer you up.
"Really?"
It was Steves turn to be the akward one. "Uh..ye..yea..." You smiled turning to him.
"Thanks Harrington...I think you're pretty too." You said jokingly. "Shut up." He said laughing.
You sighed. "Ok...shit..Imma be honest with you...I was wearing it because Nancy and Max thought It would give me a better chance of getting with you...Robin said to just let things happen...I should've just listened to her. " You laughed.
"Yea...really she knew what she was talking about...cause I planned on asking you out this weekend." He said almost nonchalantly.
"You..you where?" He nodded watching you amused.
"I feel kinda stupid now.."
"No! It was kinda funny to watch you be the uncool one for a change."
"Whatever...when should I be ready?" You asked.
"For?"
"Our date. Or did you already forget?"
"Oh uh Saturday like seven-ish?"
You nodded. "Ok..I'll be there."
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donggyul · 4 years
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Ex-Boyfriend
Member : 이한결 Lee Hangyul
Genre : Smut
Note : I actually read a similar story and it kinda ended like an angst but I decided to turn it into smut. So I'm so so sorry if you think that I stole your storyline. Its just such a good story and I'm kinda disappointed that it turned into angst so I had to write it out 😅😅
Warning : Dirty and swear words. The words I use in my smut stories are a little extreme so I hope you don't mind. ^^
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You stood at the doorstep of the place where the party will be held. It was hosted by your ex-boyfriend and your friends convinced you to come.
You went in hoping to not see your ex-boyfriend because you're scared of the heartbreak all over again.
"Hey! I've been waiting for so long..." Yohan said.
"Ohhh... Sorry... I had a few works to finish up before coming here." you explained.
"Come on... I'm starving..." he said pulling you to the food section.
"But... You've never told me... Why did the both of you break up?" Yohan suddenly asked.
"Maybe cause we're not meant to be together..." you simply replied.
"Hey!" someone called out to the both of you and you recognized that voice.
"I'll go to the toilet... Bye..." Yohan said leaving you alone.
You had no choice but to turn around and face him.
"Gyul! No... Hangyul!" you said in the fakest smile you can ever plaster on your face.
"You're not gonna even call me by my nickname now?" he ask but you kept quiet.
"Please... Can we talk?" he said going closer to you.
"No there's nothing to talk about..." you said taking a step back.
"Please... Let me explain... Give me a chance..." he said pleadingly.
"There's nothing to explain and no I'm not giving you a chance..." you said abit too loud making some of them stare at the both of you.
"Fine... But not here..." you said embarrassed from everyone staring.
You went to the parking lot where no one would see and he followed behind you.
"Talk..." you said sternly.
"I'm sorry..." he started.
"Sorry is not gonna cut it..." you said.
"I know it won't be enough... I'm sorry for leaving you then... I shouldn't have listened to what others said... I'm really sorry..." he said and you kept quiet.
"Will you give me a chance?" he continued but you kept quiet.
"Please.. I'll do anything to make it up to you..." he said.
"As long as you'll be back in my life..." he said pleadingly.
"There's nothing you can do right now... I can't even go anywhere or do anything for a whole month because of you..." you said.
"Please... Give me a chance... I'll do anything to make it up to you....." he said with watery eyes.
"I'm sorry but there's nothing you can do..." you said walking away, tears falling non stop.
You didn't know what came over you but you turned around and ran back to him. Kissing him like you've never would and never did before. He was shocked but quickly kissed you back. You were hugging his neck and he was hugging your waist, tears falling like an endless waterfall. You let go of the kiss out of breath, wiping each others tears.
"Will you really do anything for me?" you ask.
"Anything..." he said.
You kissed him again, this time soft and slow, but he stopped you halfway.
"Let's take this somewhere else..." he smirked.
He took you to his house (your shared house before you broke up).
"Why are we here? Our friends are waiting for us at the party." you ask.
"Dont worry... I told them we're leaving early..." he said.
"Why?" you ask.
"To finish what you started..." he said.
"I started? But I didn't..." you said but he cut you off by kissing you.
"Gyul?" you tried to say between this kiss but he shushed you.
"Shh... I missed you so much babe..." he whispered.
He pulled you into the room and pushed you to the wall kissing you roughly. Your hands were holding his waist but he put them on his neck and brought you closer to him. His hands holding your waist but slowly made its way to unclip your bra, still kissing you.
He let go of the kiss to take of his shirt and yours. Your hands covered your breast area, ashamed cause you haven't done it in so long.
"Don't worry babe..." he said and put your hands around his neck.
He continued kissing you, his left hand massaging your breast. His right hand slowly went to your shorts and pulled them down, leaving you with only your panties on. You felt so ashamed so you pulled his pants down too.
"So impatient..." he whispered in your ear making you shiver.
He kiss along your neck, slowly reached your breast area, biting your nipples making you moan. He went up and kissed you again. His finger touching your clothed clit.
"So wet for me..." he said.
"Gyul..." you said.
"Be patient baby... I'm getting there..." he said.
He teared off your panties and slowly made circular motions around your clit. He inserted his finger in and it made you moan a little too loud. He smirked at your reaction. He started thrusting his finger in and out of your clit, slightly reaching your weak point.
He took his finger out and spread your legs wide, going down to lick your clit. He entered his tongue and started to wreck your insides. You started to close your legs abit because of it but he hold your leg open. (you guys are in a standing position btw)
His tongue explored your insides, at the same time wrecking it. It was only his tongue but you are already a mess. You gripped his hair and pushed him deeper into you. It felt so good everytime he face fucked you and you've missed it so much. You missed the way he touched you and the way only his tongue is enough to wreck you.
He inserted 2 of his fingers and start thrusting while licking and eating you out. It was too much to handle but the pleasure felt so good. He thrusted faster and faster and finally you cummed all over his face. He still didn't stop eating you out. He continued until you cummed for the second time and licked it all off.
"You really have to make me cum twice everytime huh..." you said when he finally stop.
"Can't help it... I haven't taste it in so long..." he said smiling like a child.
He can be a cool and sexy man in one second and a cutie the next second.
"Want me to help you?" you ask pointing at his buldge.
"Yes please..." he said pouting.
You kneeled down and pulled his boxers off exposing his huge dick. You start by touching his dick, teasing him all the way.
"Babe... Please... I didn't tease you either right?" he said whining.
You lick the tip of his dick first and and slowly suck his dick. Your hands travel up his thighs and slowly massaging his balls making him moan. He ran his fingers through your hair, slightly gripping it whenever you do something with your teeth. You kept sucking and bobbing your head up and down, until he reached his high. He held your hair and pulled it up and down making you gag and he cummed. You took all of it in.
He laid you down on the bed and slowly inserted himself in. After you got comfortable, he thrusted in and out slowly.
"Gyul... Faster please..." you said.
He started thrusting faster and faster, wrecking you like no tomorrow. The whole bed was creaking because he was fucking you so hard.
"Gyul... I need to cum..." you said practically screaming.
"Let's do it together..." he said.
He thrusted faster and faster and the both of you finally cummed. His cummed filing you. He layed down next to you. The both of you breathing heavily.
"You okay?" he turned to you putting his hand under your head.
"I missed you..." you said turning to him.
"Me too..." he said and kissed your forehead.
He cleaned up and dressed you in one of his hoodie.
"Finally I get to wear one of your hoodies" you said smelling it. It always smelt like Hangyul and you would secretly steal it whenever you miss him.
"Yahhh.... Did you miss me or my hoodie" he said hugging your little body close to his.
"Uhmmm both!" you said and snuggle under him.
"Don't think I don't know you always steal my hoodies whenever I'm not around huh..."he said.
"That's because I miss you! How did you know?" you ask.
"Yohanie told me..." he said.
"That blabbermouth... I told him not to tell anyone..." you said.
"Let's sleep... I'm sleepy..." he said.
"But it's only 7pm..." you said.
"Let's just sleep..." he whined.
"Fine fine sleepyhead...." you said and the both of you eventually fell asleep even though its only 7pm.
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msjr0119 · 4 years
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The Greatest Show
“The Other Side.”
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A new 9 part series- all chapters are based on each song from ‘The Greatest Showman’
Characters belong to Pixelberry except MC - Amber Smith-Beaumont
Warnings: Swearing, sarcasm, stubborn Dramber
Tags - using combined tagged list, if you want to be removed please let me know 👍🏼
Catch up on the previous chapter here
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I was going to do the songs in chronological order, however this song is apt for this chapter.🙌🏼
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Amber woke up with a slight headache- not knowing if it was due to the jet lag or the full bottle of whiskey she had downed with Drake in such a short time the previous night.
Wrapping herself up in the luxurious duvet, waves of nausea suddenly hit- adding to her misery regarding being here ‘against her own free will.” Amber turned her phone on, as it ‘pinged’ with message after message, notification after notification- she regretted turning it on in the first place. Brett. Brett and his usual abusive threats were many of the messages. After no response from her, the usual apologies began- ‘Baby I’m sorry. I love you, just let me know that you are alright?’ The room began spinning, dehydration was now too obvious to ignore- grabbing a glass of water and painkillers, she had hoped that she would recover even the slightest before seeing Bertrand.
Quickly getting showered and dressing in comfy clothes- she had decided to go for a wander around her new home for the next month or so. Knowing that it was the Derby later on today and that Maxwell had already prepped her outfit, she knew she had time before needing to get ready. Leaving her phone, she text Brett lying saying signal was rubbish.
*****
Maxwell and Bertrand woke up and immediately headed towards Amber’s room. Bertrand had decided to give her a quick refresher lesson to help her ‘fit in’.
Opening the door, she wasn’t there. Bertrand became panic stricken mainly due to his house’s reputation, Maxwell was the opposite- assuming it was due to Brett.
“Where the hell is she? Was she okay when Drake saw her?”
“Yes! He said ‘She’s fine, no need for babysitting. I’ve left her now. See ya tomorrow Beaumont.’ I know Drake is miserable and seems not caring. But he wouldn’t leave anyone alone if they weren’t fine. Well...he may do that to Madeleine or Olivia- but with other people he has a heart under that gruff interior.” Heading two doors down, they knocked on Drakes door- hoping he would give any indication regarding Amber’s state of mind. Opening the door in response to the loud banging, he would berate whoever created this rude awakening.
“Do you know what time it is?” Drake snapped, whilst yawning.
“Yes 7.30. It’s late for me! I’m like the walking and talking alarm clock. Have you heard from Amber?”
“No why would I hear from her?”
“Well you probably have spoken to her more than anyone here. She’s not in her room. I’m worried that she’s runaway to go back to that arsehole.”
“She was fine when I left. We spoke about the states, realised we have a few things in common. One of those things was riding- I said I’d take her for a ride one day. I wouldn’t have left her if she wasn’t okay- mainly due to you two possibly murdering me.” Mainly due to me falling fast for her. I wouldn’t want to see her hurt. “What’s this arsehole done to her anyway? Cheated on her?”
“I wish! No I don’t mean it like that, I meant I wish that was the only thing he has done to her. Do you remember us sneaking off to New York a lot? That’s the reason why- she’d insist to not come but she’s family.”
“Many times myself and Maxwell had tried to convince her to come back. She’s afraid of what he may do next, what more he is capable of. I’m surprised that she’s here now. Maybe if she feels safe here she may stay?”
“I’ll use my persistent charm to convince her.” Maxwell winked at them both.
“I’ll go and look for her. You two look for her as well.” Bertrand exited the room, Drake’s mind was racing - wondering if the two brothers were over exaggerating the facts regarding Amber’s boyfriend.
“What has he done to her Max? She didn’t explain anything to me. I know it’s none of my business and that’s probably why.”
“Black eyes, bruises, broken arm, skull fracture. There’s no getting through to her buddy. I just wish she would find someone who would love her and that would treat her like a princess. I know she’s sarcastic, a bit dim at times- but she’s an amazing girl.” I know Max, she is amazing. That bastard, she doesn’t deserve that. No one deserves that. I’d treat her well. I’d take her on dates, spoil her, love her. She won’t see you in that way Drake, she’s far too good for you- so stop thinking like that. Brett is her boyfriend, and she’s Liam’s suitor. The prince could sway away from Liv, I mean Amber seems so much better than the ice queen. Shaking his head, he left his thoughts locked away- for the mean time.
“Let’s hope she enjoys her time here then, and that you can convince her to stay. Keep her safe. Does he know where you two are from?”
“No. He doesn’t know we are noble. Good job really.”
*****
Amber was in a gaze, walking through the courtyard lost in thought.
“Lady Amber are you lost?”
“Hey ‘Zimmer’. No. Well yes. I just needed some air - to clear my mind. I didn’t want to be a burden to anyone.”
“Remember what I threatened you with ‘suture’. Well if you insist. I’m sure the Beaumont’s are panicking about your whereabouts, Bertrand had a face like thunder.”
“Shit! He’s going to kill me. He’s going to yell at me. I better go back in.”
“And where the hell have you been?” Clearing his throat after seeing Leo, he returned to his usual manners by bowing to the prince. “Your highness.”
“Bertrand for fuck sake just call me Leo.”
“As you wish. Amber you look a mess, you’re one of Liam’s suitors. Get inside now and get ready! I’ll bring you some breakfast up to your room. We don’t have time to dilly dally. You’re a Beaumont act like one!”
Amber mouthed told you to Leo who just laughed. Storming through the doors with Bertrand high on her heels, Maxwell and Drake were waiting in her room after not finding her themselves.
“What are you two doing here?”
“Where have you been?”
“I went for a walk, I’ve got a banging headache- a hangover because of him.” Pointing to Drake, his face dropped knowing he would be in the doghouse with the brothers.
“Hey! I didn’t force you to drink the whiskey. It’s not my fault.” Amber laughed, then the both of them averted their gaze. Maxwell noticed the two of them blushing. Wondering what exactly happened last night between them both. He had noticed that Drake hadn’t been as withdrawn as he usually is since Amber had been there. Believing he was overthinking the situation- he did need to mention something important.
“Amber, he’s been ringing you whilst we’ve waiting here. What’s up?”
“Oh the usual threats. I made my bed Max so I’ll lay in it. Anyway- get out I need to get dressed, I don’t want to give Drake another heart attack. Then we have a Beaumont meeting downstairs, Bertrand is waiting for us.” Using the ‘finger gun’ gesture mimicking a handgun, he knew it was important to get to Bertrand quickly- the sooner this ‘meeting’ was over the better.
*****
Pacing the room, Bertrand was impatiently waiting for his family members to attend. He had spoken to Liam prior, to ask that no one disturbs them.
“Lord Beaumont. Lady Amber. About time that you both arrived. You both need to be punctual with court events. Now we have around an hour before we have to head to the Derby.” Amber rolled her eyes back, whilst Max sniggered- knowing she really didn’t give two damns.
“Bertrand. I know how to be noble. I spent all my childhood summers surrounded by you guys. I’m a good actress don’t worry.”
“Right here, right now. I put the offer out,I don't want to chase you down. I know you see it. You run with me and I can cut you free. Out of the drudgery and walls you keep in.”
“What the hell is that meant to mean?”
“That you can stay here with us, not go back to your hard boring life in New York. So trade that typical for something colorful. And if it's crazy, live a little crazy.... you can risk it all and see”
“Don't you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play 'Cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride. It'll take you to the other side” Max butt in, hoping that she would listen to their plea to stay.
“Okay, my friend, you want to cut me in. Making me a fake princess, a noble. Well I hate to tell you, but it just won't happen. So thanks, but no I think I'm good to go. ‘Cause I quite enjoy the life you say I'm trapped in. Now I admire you, and that whole courtly show you do. You're onto something, really it's something....I got what I need and I don't want to take the ride. I don't need to see the other side. So go and do like you do. I'm good to do like me. Oh, damn! Can't you see I'm doing fine. I don't need to see the other side”
“Now is this really how you like to spend your days? Whiskey and misery, and parties and plays?”
“If I were mixed up with you, I'd be the talk of the town. Disgraced and disowned, another one of the clowns.”
“But you would finally live a little, finally laugh a little. Just let me give you the freedom to dream. And it'll wake you up and cure your aching. Take your walls and start 'em breaking. Now that's a deal that seems worth taking. But I guess I'll leave that up to you...” Hoping she would listen to their words, she didn’t need to become a full Beaumont- a lady of their house, but if she moved to Cordonia full time they knew she would be safe- and have a better future. Amber remained silent, not knowing how to respond. Obviously leaving Brett would cure all the heartache she had gained in New York. But she knew of how vicious court could be especially with her being ‘common’.
“We’re going to the other side, as a team. Until the Coronation- then I’ll consider my options. And for your information I enjoy whiskey and misery! And parties. Does this social season include an infamous Beaumont Bash?” The two brothers smiled at each other, knowing she would possibly consider staying. Not wanting to push it any further, they had decided to continue with the noble refresher course. Bertrand went through things such as how to use cutlery correctly, whilst Maxwell helped her with the Cordonian waltz.
“I know you don’t want to be here, but make an effort with Liam. Especially if Connie is watching. I heard that Drake that offered to take you for a ride. What kind of ride did he mean?”
“Horse ride. Dur! What other kind of ride?”
“Ohh you were both blushing before.”
“So?”
“Well he’s your type, tall dark handsome.”
“He is not my type! My type are arseholes. And he isn’t an arsehole.”
“But his looks are your type.” Amber knew she couldn’t lie- especially to Max. When they were younger, they would tell each other their deepest, darkest secrets.
“You two! Concentrate! I know I said you could live a little- but we need to get this right before the next ball.” The two of them danced, Maxwell didn’t see the point- he knew that Amber was an elegant dancer anyway. Picking up the moves straight away he knew she would piss the social season without even trying. Bertrand was impressed with the progress that they had completed in such a short time. There was a hesitant knock at the door- Liam, Leo and Drake wondered if they were all ready to go to the derby. Whilst Bertrand spoke to the Princes- Drake went over towards Maxwell and Amber.
“How’s the hangover m’lady?” Drake asked sarcastically.
“It was better until Bertrand forced us to dance- giving me more of a headache. I’m not noble but I know how to dance. My forte is the slut drop back home- but I don’t think they’d all appreciate me doing that here?”
“Hey, seen as though you’re such a good dancer- why don’t you teach grumpy here? He’s useless with those things.”
“Beaumont! I’m not useless- I just choose not to involve myself with shit like that.”
“Come On Drake, you’ve lived here your whole life and you’ve never once danced with a lady here. Even when Kiara tried to force you.” Kiara, she’s the intellectual one apparently- why would he refuse to dance with her?
“I would dance with anyone but her. I’d even dance with you Max over her.”
“So dance with Amber now then. She needs as much practice as possible.”
“I don’t need anymore practice thank you, MAX.” Why am I refusing to dance with him? It’s just Drake, my cousins friend.
“You heard the lady.” Drake stated before Bertrand came over, wondering what all the commotion was about.
“What’s the matter?”
“I suggested that Drake and Amber should dance together. To get more practice for her. But they are both being stubborn.”
“I think it’s a splendid idea. Maxwell, Liam wanted a word with us anyway. We will be back in five minutes.”
*****
“How about we just not dance. I can tell that you feel uncomfortable about it. What they don’t know won’t hurt. We could just lie, I’ll say I couldn’t teach you because you’re a rubbish student.” Smirking at him, she had hoped that he knew she was joking.
“I don’t actually know how to waltz, I’ve never been interested and I never will be, especially dancing with some noble girl who drools all over me at any given opportunity.” Amber bit her lip, attempting to prevent herself from laughing. “I know you’re trying not to laugh- but it’s true.”
“What the issue with Kiara? She’s beautiful, intelligent, from what they’ve said she’s nice enough.”
“She’s all that.”
“Well then. Maybe you should give her a chance- I’ll teach you to dance the waltz and then you can ask her for a dance.” For god sake Amber, I don’t want to dance with her. Maybe I would with you though.
“Fine. I’m going to lose this argument anyway aren’t I?”
“Yes. My family have a persistent side to us.” Getting into position, she could tell he was tense. Rubbing his arms, she had hoped to loosen him up a bit.
“Do not tell anyone about this.” Drake begged, putting all his trust into a woman he had known for all of two seconds. In the back of his mind he was hoping that he wouldn’t make a fool of himself.
“Don’t worry, you’re secrets save with me. I accept bribery in the form of whiskey.”
“That’s my girl.” Realising what he said, he immediately regretted it. “I didn’t mean it like that... I meant... because you like whiskey... oh just ignore me... I’ll buy you some whiskey to keep my secret safe.”
“That’s my man.” She winked, mimicking him. Taking one of Drake’s hands, she guided it around her waist, before putting her hand on his shoulder gently. Placing her spare hand into his- she noticed that it was slightly clammy. Looking into his eyes, she smiled softly- reassuring him that it would be fine. Shit I can’t do this, that wank last night was a one off- but having her this close to me is making me want more. Think that you’re dancing with Maxwell instead. After a while, Drake glided through the steps effortlessly, keeping his arms and chest out.
“Hold your hand up, and I’ll spin underneath it.” Finishing the spin, he held her close- both just staring at each other. Their chests rising in unison, Amber averted her gaze, and removed herself from his embrace.
“That’s it. You’ve done the Cordonian Waltz. I’ll buy you a medal. See, dancing isn’t that bad.” Maybe not with you in my arms- shit. Stop thinking about her like that.
“Maybe not. I don’t need a medal, I’m not a kid. I’ll share that whiskey I owe you instead.”
“It’s a date. Come on. Let’s go and find the others.” Drake blushed, knowing the word ‘date’ didn’t mean anything. But how he wished it did, he wouldn’t admit that to anyone.
*****
After finding the others, they headed towards Honeyhill Downs. The suitors all gathered in the tents. Amber kept herself to herself- not really wanting to form any friendships until she knew what her future held. Olivia abruptly dragged her to the side, out of view from the others.
“So Amber, Liam told me about your little plan.”
“With all due respect your grace, it’s not a plan. It’s what Prince Liam will be doing. He wants you to become his wife- so what’s stopping him just following his heart?”
“But the King said....”
“What the King said is something he hopes for. Doesn’t mean it will become a reality - he shouldn’t control Liam’s mind. Liam is the future king.”
“So you don’t find the Prince attractive? You wouldn’t want to be future Queen yourself?”
“Fuck no!” Composing herself, she coughed before acting more ‘lady like’. “What I mean is no, I do not want to be Queen. Not now. Not ever. He’s all yours, don’t worry your grace. The only time I will spend with Liam will be an act. He’s not my type anyway.”
“What is your type then?”
“Someone who’s tall dark and handsome. And someone who is usually an arsehole. Liam has lovely baby blues, but I prefer dark eyes.” Olivia laughed, knowing who her perfect man would be- unaware that Amber was already in a relationship.
“Oh someone like Drake Walker then?” Blushing, she needed to think of an excuse to avoid people realising she had a slight crush on the commoner.
“Drake, is a lovely guy. The only love we will share is for whiskey.”
“If you say so Amber. I’m starting to like you. Stay in my good books or I may threaten you with a dagger.”
*****
Liam, Leo and Drake sat in the royal tent- all scrutinising the suitors tent from a distance. Whilst the two brothers compared the suitors, they noticed Drake in a trance- his eyes following every move that a certain lady made.
“Earth to Drake?” Liam said in a concerned voice, whilst shaking Drake.
“Sorry, what’s up?”
“Why are you gawking at Amber?” Shit!
“I’m not, I’m looking at them all- wondering why the hell liam is still insistent on choosing Olivia.”
“Now I know you’re lying Walker. You wouldn’t look at Kiara like that. You hate her.” Leo raised his eyebrows, waiting for Drake to lie through his teeth.
“I think Amber is a lovely girl, she’s got a great sense of humour. That is all.”
“Dude, you need to tell her how you feel.”
“For fuck sake Leo, I don’t know the girl. There’s nothing to tell her. I’ll go and grab some more drinks.” The two brothers laughed, both knowing Drake was hiding his true feelings.
“Do you think he will ever confess to her?”
“No.”
*****
Walking over to the bar, Drake thought about leaving Cordonia for a while to convince himself that he wasn’t falling for the new girl. If it was that obvious that both the princes knew, who else knew? How long would it be before Amber knew?
“I’ll have a whiskey if you’re buying. You owe me remember- or I may just spill your little secret.” Turning around, he couldn’t get away from her- not that he wanted to.
“I have many secrets, I suppose that one isn’t one of the worse for you to spill. Are you enjoying the Derby?”
“Ohh there’s more secrets? You have to tell me now, I’ll pinky promise that I won’t tell anyone. About this Derby- I’d rather be riding, but hey this is all just for show. In a month I’ll be out of here, living my old life.” Drakes heart sunk, now he knew that he needed to prevent his premature feelings from growing.
“I don’t trust anyone, so I wouldnt trust you with all my secrets.” One secret being that I like you more than I should. “I don’t blame you for wanting to escape. I’d be doing the same if it wasn’t for Liam.”
“I’m hurt that you don’t trust me- I’m joking. Are you sure you’re not a closet gay?”
“I’m positive! I meant Liam has always had my back. Even when my dad died, and my mom left us- the royal family took us in and made us part of the family. Most nobles were ready to cast us out.” Placing a comforting hand on his arm, she felt guilty.
“I’m sorry Drake. I didn’t know. I was only joking you know? I better get back. Thank you for the drink.”
“No problem. Your round next time though.”
“Definitely. By the way, I’m glad you’re not a closet gay. That would just be a waste- you’re too handsome. See ya.” Shit why would I call him handsome? I mean he is, but I shouldn’t have said that. Why is it that I’d prefer to hang out with him over the women? I need to go back to New York as soon as possible- I’m damaged goods, he wouldn’t like me in that way.
Too handsome? She’s just being polite. Don’t think too much into it. You’re just a commoner. Once this event is over, I need to book a flight to Texas- I can’t fall for a girl who will never return the feelings.
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treasure7boys · 5 years
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Sunny Summer || Park Jihoon
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Type: Angst/Fluff
Word Count: 4.7K (Lol, I got really carried away)
Warning: Cursing, mature-ish themes (lol, not really) [Not Edited]
Description: You've matured since the last time Jihoon saw you ... and he's not the only one who's noticed
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Honestly, the thought of spending every summer in Jeju with your family wasn't exactly ideal. You wanted to spend the summer with your friends, not on an island where you knew almost no one. Still, you had one saving grace: Park Jihoon. The Park family was close friends with your own, so they had been staying at the same beach house with you since you were seven years old. Jihoon was the same age as you, so you naturally became close friends.
Your families both lived in Seoul, but you never really hung out with Jihoon unless it was some holiday or celebration and his family was over. As you senior year came to an end, you realized you hadn't seen Jihoon at all since that summer. It wasn't surprising, though, since you were both busy with studying for entrance exams and whatnot.
“He's going to be so surprised with how beautiful you've become,” your mother smiled as your plane landed in Jeju, stroking your hair lovingly.
You blushed, feeling embarrassed by the compliment. “It's not like I've changed that much,” you told her.
That wasn't necessarily true, however, you were just being humble. In all honesty, puberty did finally hit and it was kind to you. The boyish figure you once had finally had some shape to it. Your chest was still on the flatter side, but you couldn't have it all. Your braces were also removed and your now straight smile was beautiful. It was the little things that changed that made you look even prettier.
Your heart pounded like a drum as you neared the familiar beach house, which was basically your second home at that point. At first, you hadn't anticipated anything, but, after your mother's comment, you were wondering if this summer would be different.
“You're here!” Mrs. Park shouted as she rushed down the sandy steps of the beach house and to your mother, tightly hugging her. “Jihoon! Hurry to help with bags!”
Your own father hugged Mrs. Park and then Mr. Park, who was chuckling at how excited his wife was. “She's been waiting at the window for you guys,” he informed you all, making you smile fondly.
Mrs. Park turned to you. “Look how much you've grown in the past year! You're even more gorgeous, Y/N!”
Again, you blushed as you thanked her but politely said you looked the same. You watched as Jihoon appeared and they disappeared, always leaving the two of you to unload the rental car. “What happened to your face?” Jihoon asked as he opened the trunk.
You scowled, already knowing this summer would be like every other one. “Gee, thanks for that confidence boost,” you said, rolling your eyes.
He smiled and shook his head. “That's not what I meant. You just look different.” He inspected you and you felt like a bug under a microscope. “You got your braces off, huh?”
Nodding, you flashed him a smile. “You did, too. You look good.” The two of you embraced tightly before turning to the bags. “Are Junkyu and Yoonbin here yet?”
He nodded. “Yoonbin got here two days ago and Junkyu last night,” he informed you. “There's a party on the beach thrown by some college kids and Yoonbin managed to get us an invite.”
“Sounds cool,” you said, but you weren't sure how you felt. You had never been to a college party or any party for that matter. You liked to stay in bed where it was warm and safe, eating snacks and watching movies. Still, maybe you might like the party scene.
After unloading everything and putting the bags in your respective rooms, you put your swimsuit on, some shorts and a tank top, and then joined Jihoon downstairs to meet Junkyu and Yoonbin for a swim.
“What happened to you?” Junkyu asked, his eyebrows furrowing the moment he laid eyes on you.
You scoffed in disbelief, “Did I get so ugly over the span of one year?”
Yoonbin smiled. “I think he's talking about that giant bruise on your knee,” he commented.
“No, I'm talking about how my little brother, Y/N, is now my sister,” Junkyu said. “When did you get a figure?”
You shoved him aside, going to set your towel down. “Shut up,” you huffed.
“Wait, who called you ugly?” Yoonbin asked.
Junkyu nodded. “Yeah! I'll fight him for you!”
You glanced at Jihoon. “I didn't call you ugly!” he exclaimed. “I just couldn't figure out what about you changed.”
Letting out a laugh, you jumped up to your feet and threw an arm around him. “I know, I know! I just like to give you a hard time,” you teased. “Now, let's get in the water. It's so hot out.”
As you removed your shirt and shorts, you watched the boys rush into the water. Every year before, you had worn a one-piece swimsuit. That year, however, you wore your first bikini. With your new figure, your friend had somehow convinced you to show it off. You felt slightly self-conscious, but you knew you just had to fake it until you make it.
After some swimming and goofing off, you finally decided you wanted to dry off and enjoy the warm sun. The boys agreed but already planned on playing some volleyball with a beach ball in a little bit.
“Yeah, I fell down the stairs because I was so excited after finding out I got accepted into one of my top three universities,” you told Yoonbin, explaining why your knee was bruised. “I'm just glad I didn't break it.”
He laughed, “I'm surprised you didn't.”
“I'll have the whole house to myself for two nights, so we can have our own mini party,” Junkyu said to Jihoon. You didn't hear the whole conversation because you and Yoonbin had just tuned in.
You looked at Jihoon. “You're gonna leave me alone for two nights with just our parents?” you asked him.
He opened his mouth to speak, but Junkyu cut him off. “You can come, too. I don't think your parents would mind. What would even happen?”
Yoonbin nodded in agreement. “Yeah, we're all like siblings,” he added.
“Good point. I'll ask, but I'm sure they'll be fine with it,” you said. Your eyes wandered towards three guys passing by. Your jaw just about dropped. “That guy is so hot.”
They looked to see who you were drooling over. “Yugyeom-hyung?” Jihoon questioned. “The guy we've known since we were kids?”
You shook your head, “No, the one in the middle.”
“His name is Eunwoo, this summer's heartthrob,” Junkyu told you. “All the girls are talking about him and he just got here.”
Eunwoo looked over, seeing you staring. He sent you a sweet smile before turning away. “Well, you've certainly got his attention,” Yoonbin smirked, standing up to go play volleyball.
“I'm in love,” you said. “What I wouldn't give to have even just two minutes in heaven with him.”
You felt something hit your head. It didn't hurt, but sometimes you liked to be dramatic. “Ouch! What the heck?!”
Jihoon looked at you as he picked up the beach ball he had just hit you with. “Stop drooling over him and come play,” he said.
Scowling, you stood up and joined Junkyu on the other side of the net.
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“Hurry up, Y/N! Before I'm old!” Jihoon called to you somewhat jokingly, waiting on the porch of the beach house.
You hurriedly slipped your bracelet onto your wrist before jogging down the stairs. “Well, don't you look gorgeous,” your mother smiled, lovingly smoothing down your hair.
You were wearing a skirt and top set. They were both red with white flowers on them. The top was a crop top with sleeves that wrapped around your upper arm, showing off both your stomach and shoulders. You had bought it on a whim hoping it would look good and maybe you could try and find a style that you really liked. Hopefully your mother was right and you looked gorgeous.
“Watch after Jihoon, yeah? Now that you guys can drink, he thinks he's a pro,” Mrs. Park snickered.
Smiling, you nodded. “Of course,” you told her. “I'm not planning on drinking much or at all in order to keep an eye on the three of them.”
“That's my girl,” your mother smiled. You quickly put your sandals on and then joined Jihoon outside.
He looked at you and stopped swaying, inspecting you. It felt like he stared at you forever until he finally said, “You look nice, now let's go before Junkyu gets impatient.”
You nodded, joining his side as you walked down the beach and to the house. Honestly, you weren't sure whose house or party it was, but you didn't really care.
“That's a cute outfit,” a girl told you. You were pretty sure her name was Herin.
“Thanks,” you said, smiling at her. She ended up spending a lot of the night with you and the boys. It turned out it was her first summer there, just a whim on her parent's end.
Junkyu's eyes wandered and spotted Eunwoo standing near the cooler. “Look, Y/N, your boyfriend is here,” he teased.
You looked over, blushing slightly when you saw Eunwoo. “He's totally yummy,” Herin said.
That made you smile. You could never really talk about guys on a real level with the three boys. “Thank you!” you exclaimed, turning back to look at Eunwoo. “He's seriously gorgeous.”
Her arm looped with your own, “Come on, let's go refill our drinks.”
The two of you quickly left, going over to the cooler where Eunwoo was with another tall, handsome boy. He spotted you and Herin before smiling. “Hi,” he spoke, his voice as beautiful and angelic as himself. “You're Y/N, right?”
The fact that he knew your name made your mind go blank and insides become mush. “Y-yeah,” you managed out, feeling Herin lightly squeeze your arm. You didn't care if Yugyeom had told him your name, you were just happy he had remembered.
Jihoon watched on with Yoonbin and Junkyu. “What could they possibly be talking about?” Jihoon scoffed. “They probably have nothing in common.”
Yoonbin smirked. “Jihoon, your jealousy is showing,” he said in a sing-song tone. “If you want to date Y/N so badly, then tell her how you feel. You won't get anywhere by not saying anything.”
That made Junkyu laugh but nod in agreement. Once again, Jihoon scoffed, but much more dramatically as he took another gulp of his beer. “Jealous? No way!”
“Come on, you've glared at any guy who stared at Y/N too long. An appreciative glance her way equals a glare from you,” Junkyu said. “Admit it, Y/N finally grew up during senior year and tons of guys have noticed. You're so used to her always being with you and us, so you're bothered that she has a thing for that Eunwoo guy and vice-versa.”
Jihoon was upset at the fact that he was so transparent to his two friends and the fact that they were right. He didn't want to be jealous, but he couldn't help it. You were practically his best friend and he was so used to having you around him almost at all times. Seeing you making new friends and spreading your wings bothered him because he feared you leave him and he hated that.
You were so caught up in your conversation with Eunwoo that you hadn't noticed Herin and Mingyu totally hitting it off. Eunwoo was really nice, sweet, and handsome, but he wasn't very funny. In fact, he was kind of awkward. Still, you enjoyed his company enough and he enjoyed yours, but it was obvious to both of you that things would never turn romantic.
In all that time, you completely forgot about Jihoon, Junkyu, and Yoonbin. You felt really guilty since the summer was for them, but you were sure you'd see them plenty during university and were hoping you guys would start hanging out in Seoul. “I really had a nice time talking with you, but I think I should go find my friends and make sure they're not doing something stupid,” you told Eunwoo.
He smiled and nodded. “It was nice meeting you, Y/N. I hope we can talk again soon,” he said.
Herin sent you a look, one that clearly asked if you wanted her to go with you. You slightly shook your head, wanting her to spend more time with Mingyu. Without another word or silent communication, you left.
“There you are!” you exclaimed when you finally found Jihoon. He was alone in one of the bedrooms, sitting at the foot of the bed with his arms wrapped around a pillow. “I've been looking for you everywhere! Where are Yoonbin and Junkyu?”
Jihoon didn't respond right away and you watched his head bob up and down slightly. That was when you realized he was drunk. He reeked of alcohol. “Y/N! There you are!” he exclaimed, his words only slightly slurred, which was surprising.
You giggled but felt bad for not watching out for him and stopping him from drinking too much. “Come on, let's go find Junkyu and Yoonbin and then get you to bed.”
Grabbing his hands, you struggled to help him to his feet. You threw the pillow back onto the bed and lightly slapped Jihoon's face to wake him up. “Why didn't you hang out with me tonight? This is our time, Y/N. All these guys are suddenly talking to you because you're so hot and you have no time for me.”
Then, without any warning, he kissed you. It wasn't a long kiss, but longer than expected. When he pulled away, his head fell on your shoulder. “Holy shit,” Yoonbin's voice said. You hadn't even noticed him and Junkyu.
“We never speak of this,” you say and they nod. “Come on, help me get him home.”
It was kind of a struggle, but you guys eventually got him on Junkyu's back and then home. You were relieved your parents weren't awake because you didn't want Jihoon to do something dumb.
Before Jihoon fell asleep, you made him eat something and drink water.
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“I did what?!” Jihoon shrieked, rubbing at his temples right after. His headache had gone down a great deal, but not completely. “No, there's no way. Did I do anything else?”
Yoonbin nodded, “You called her hot.”
That made him groan and bury his head in his hands. You had gone to get ice cream with Herin and he was sure you were telling her what happened. The two of you had only just met but he could tell you hit it off and finally had a girl to confide in.
“How bad is this? Like, have I made things totally awkward or will Y/N and I be okay?”
Silence took over as the three boys thought about this. “Honestly, I think Y/N just chalked it up to a drunken mistake on your part,” Junkyu confessed. “Knowing Y/N, she'll pretend it never happened.”
Jihoon didn't know how he felt about that. On one hand, he wished it had never happened, so pretending it didn't was the next best thing. On the other, all he wanted to do was talk about it with you. He couldn't just leave the situation up in the air, could he? This was why he never wanted to confess his feelings to you. When feelings got involved, things only got complicated.
The front door opened and Jihoon wondered if it was your guys’ parents coming back from whatever thing they had planned to do in town. “I'm back!” you called out, shutting the door behind you. You went upstairs and found the three boys in Jihoon's room. “Feeling better?”
Jihoon swallowed hard as he nodded. Things felt weird but he knew that was only on his end. “How was ice cream with Herin?” Junkyu asked, trying to ease the awkwardness caused by Jihoon.
You sat down next to Jihoon. You were close, closer than he expected. He felt like he couldn't breathe properly. “Good. We ran into Eunwoo-oppa and Mingyu-oppa. I think Herin and Mingyu-oppa are really hitting it off.”
Oppa? You were calling Eunwoo that already? The two of you just met! Were you really already that close? It made Jihoon feel upset and jealous and he hated that. He didn't want to be that guy, but he couldn't help it.
“What about you and Eunwoo?” Yoonbin asked. Jihoon looked at him, wondering why he'd ask that. Was he trying to make Jihoon even more jealous? Or was it just to get some clarity. Maybe both.
You shrugged. “I don't know. He's really nice, but I don't think it'll go anywhere,” you confessed, making Jihoon feel relieved. You looked at him and then grabbed his chin gently between your thumb and index finger. “Are you sure you're feeling better? You look flushed.”
Probably because he was. He wasn't sure how he looked, but he was freaking out on the inside. His heart was beating like a drum and he thought he would combust any second from your touch.
“I-I'm fine, just a little hot,” he finally said, cringing at his word choice.
Nodding slowly, you said, “Okay. Let's all watch a movie together. I'll meet you guys down there.”
They watched you leave before Junkyu hit Jihoon's arm. “Are you trying to make it awkward?!” he exclaimed. “Y/N was acting completely normal but you were acting like you two just met!”
“I know! I'm sorry!” Jihoon exclaimed. “I just can't help it. Even though I don't remember the kiss, I still feel like it only made me like her more. Now that I've crossed that line of friendship, it's hard to be just friends.”
Yoonbin sighed, “Then either talk to Y/N or get over it. This summer will be painful if you keep acting this way.”
That night, Jihoon couldn't sleep. He just laid in bed staring up at his ceiling, listening to the soft, low hum of the fan he had on his dresser. Earlier at dinner, he spazzed out when you got too close to grab some more rice and he ended up spilling soda all over you. He was sure his mother noticed he was acting weird and was thankful she didn't say anything … yet.
Normal. He just wanted things to be normal again. Checking the clock, he saw that midnight was just a few minutes away. With a smile on his face, he threw his covers off and went to your bedroom. You were sound asleep and he felt guilty waking you up, but only a little.
“Y/N, wake up,” he said softly, shaking you gently. You woke up fairly quickly.
Rubbing at your eyes, you whined, “What are you doing?”
“Come on, let's go for a midnight swim.”
That made you smile. A midnight swim was a tradition for you and Jihoon. The first midnight swim always occurred within the first week of summer to mark its official start. Midnight swims were sacred for the two of you because they were just yours. No parents, no Junkyu, and no Yoonbin. It was your time with each other, so it was special.
“Okay, let me just change.”
He shook his head as you climbed out of bed. “No time! We'll just swim in our clothes!” he exclaimed in a hushed tone. Without another word, he grabbed your hand and pulled you along with him.
The two of you were panting slightly as you stood on the beach near the water. The night was quiet and no one else was out, which was kind of surprising. “Um, Jihoon?” you questioned, finally able to get a word in. He hummed in response, his eyes taking in the waves in the moonlight. “I'm not wearing pants.”
His eyes immediately went to your legs, realizing you were only in a T-shirt and underwear. “Sorry!” he exclaimed, peeling his eyes away. “I shouldn't have just pulled you out of there like that or looked at you.”
That made you giggle and he was kind of confused. “It's fine. It was basically an invitation for you to look.”
“Well, we can just swim in our underwear? It's like swimwear anyway.”
You both knew that wasn't completely true. Underwear was more intimate than swimwear, which was why they were called “intimates”. Still, you didn't say anything and nodded instead. Jihoon was quick to strip and remove his shirt and sweatpants. He waited nervously as you removed your shirt.
“You can look at me, Jihoon. I won't think you're a pervert or anything,” you said. He nodded and looked at you, trying his best to not check you out. You held out your hand. “Come on, let's go.”
He took your hand and then the two of you ran into the water. For the next half hour or so, you just swam and talked. Things felt normal for the first time all day. Maybe things didn't have to return to normal, though. Things had changed, clearly, but maybe it wasn't bad. Maybe things could change to a new kind of normal.
“Summer has officially begun,” Jihoon grunted softly as he sat down on the porch of the house. Content smiles were on both of your faces.
You sighed happily. “I thought it was going to be like any other summer, but it feels different. It feels like something big will happen.”
You sounded wistful; like you hoped it would be different. “Are you talking about the kiss?”
Jihoon couldn't believe he blurted that out. All he wanted to do was disappear, but he couldn't. “That kiss didn't mean anything, Jihoon. I mean, you were just drunk and upset,” you said. “We can't like each other, either, right? We just wouldn't work. I mean, me with you?”
What was that supposed to mean? “Yeah, you're right. We wouldn't work,” Jihoon said, getting worked up because he was upset. “I'm not good enough for you, right? I can't compare to Eunwoo. He's gorgeous, tall, and x, y, and z. Why would you want me when you could have him?”
You opened your mouth to talk, but Jihoon was already storming inside.
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“Where's Jihoon?” your mother asked, joining you on the porch the next afternoon.
You shrugged, “Probably with Junkyu or Yoonbin. I don't know.”
She sat down next to you. “Interesting.”
Letting out a small sigh, you bookmarked your page and set your book down. It was obvious your mother knew something was going on between you and Jihoon and wanted answers. “We got into a fight last night, okay?”
Clearly, you were upset. “What happened? Come on, vent to Momma,” she said, making you smile a bit.
“At that party the other night, he got really drunk and kissed me. I was gonna act like it hadn't happened for the rest of my life since I thought it was just a drunken kiss, but I think it meant more to Jihoon than I thought,” you confessed to her. “He brought it up last night and then stormed off looking upset. I was just flustered and couldn't stop talking, so I think there was some misunderstanding. I've tried to clear things up, but he's avoiding me, ignoring my calls and texts, and even hangs up Yoonbin and Junkyu's phones when I call them.”
She smiled, soothingly stroking your hair. “He's just upset. Give him time to cool off and I'm sure he'll be open to talking again. Jihoon could never stay mad at you.” You nodded, hoping she was right. “The more important thing is if you like Jihoon back. From what I can tell, he likes you but is jealous of other guys, especially Eunwoo.”
You had no idea how she knew about Eunwoo and could only assume she had eavesdropped when you were on the phone with Herin earlier. “Eunwoo is nice and everything, but he's a little dull and awkward. I really like Jihoon. He's like my best friend. He understands me so well and everything about him is great. I think I've always liked him but I've wanted things to stay normal.”
“Well, sometimes normal has to change and become a new normal. Don't let ideas like that keep you from being happy, sweetie,” she told you. She made a really good point.
You smiled at her, “Thanks, Mom. I really needed this.”
“Of course, kiddo.”
She went back inside and you picked your book back up, feeling better than you had all day.
That evening, you had been so prepared to talk to Jihoon, but he didn't come home. You had forgotten Junkyu was going to have his house to himself, so Jihoon was staying over along with Yoonbin. Junkyu had invited you, but you felt awkward to just show up after a whole day of avoiding each other. You decided to just stay at home with all the parents. It was weird since Jihoon and you were almost always together, but it really helped you to realize just how much Jihoon meant to you.
You couldn't sleep that night. It was so weird that the whole day passed without you and Jihoon talking. It made you feel weird and unsettled. Instead of just laying in bed, you went downstairs for ice cream. When you got down there, you just about had a heart attack when you saw Jihoon sitting at the table.
“What are you doing here?!” you exclaimed in a hushed tone, a hand over your pounding heart. “I almost peed my pants!”
That made the corners of his mouth twitch slightly. “I couldn't sleep, so I left Junkyu's,” he told you. You nodded, feeling awkward. “Okay, that's not the complete truth. I felt really guilty for ignoring you all day and couldn't sleep. I came here to talk to you, but I chickened out and have been sitting here trying to give myself the confidence for the past 10 minutes.”
“You didn't have to chicken out. I've been trying to talk to you all day.”
He nodded. “I know, but I was hurt and upset.”
“That's why I was trying to talk to you. It was a misunderstanding, Jihoon. I was just talking without thinking because I like you, too. Eunwoo-oppa is just a friend. He may be good looking and stuff, but he doesn't begin to compare to you,” you confessed. “You're my best friend, Jihoon, and you'll always be my number one. I never told you this because I was afraid of things changing, but I shouldn't be. Change is good and that's how a new normal can come about.”
He finally cracked a smile. “God, I'm an idiot,” he said softly. He was going to say something else but shut his mouth when you used your finger to angle his head and kiss him.
It was awkward since he was sitting and you were standing, but he was quick to pull you down onto his lap. The kiss spoke more than actual words. You knew he wanted you and vice-versa. You guys loved each other and didn't have to be afraid anymore. The kiss was filled with passion as your lips moved in sync and tongues explored. It probably wouldn't have escalated from there, but you would never know. The kiss was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a camera. You turned and saw both of your mother's.
Letting out a small yelp, you threw yourself off Jihoon. In the process, you tripped over your own foot and fell on your back. “You guys are so embarrassing!” Jihoon cried out as he quickly helped you up.
“Hey! Let us be happy!” his mother exclaimed. “Do you know how long we've waited for this? We've been wanting you two to end up together since you were kids.”
You sighed. “You got your wish, happy?” you asked. They nodded and you shook your head slightly. “We're going to bed, now, so goodnight.”
All of you went to your respective rooms. You pecked Jihoon's lips one last time before turning to go to your room. Jihoon grabbed your wrist and spun you around, crashing his lips onto your own. Once again, you got distracted and lost in the kiss.
“Sleep well, Y/N,” he said softly as you went to your room, making your insides melt.
You both shut your doors and let out dreamy sighs before climbing into bed, ready for whatever the rest of the summer had in store for you guys.
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"You're really trying to lie with your face all red like that?"
"But I swear I'm not lying!" Is what Shawn claims, but the way he's biting down on his lip to hide his painfully obvious smile tells you something completely different. Your boyfriend's cheeks are stained red — and by stained, you don't mean the soft, rosy blush he gets after a cold day out or a heated makeout session. You're talking tomato, crimson, I-look-like-I-took-a-snowball-to-the-face red. The kind of blush you've only seen on him when he's a) lying, or b) ecstatic.
Something — more specifically, the twinkle in his tired eyes — tells you that the current reason for his expression is a mix between the two.
You hum, a lame attempt to humour him. Placing your bag on the counter, you hold your hand out, "Can I at least see?"
It takes a little convincing and a lot of pecks for him to finally place his hand in yours, an angry gash cutting across his palm. Wincing, you immediately twist towards the shelf that holds your first aid box, but Shawn's grip on your waist anchors you there.
"I've cleaned it already. I'm stupid, but not that stupid, you know?"
"What about a bandage?"
"We're all out. Shouldn't have used them to wrap me a birthday present, don't you think?" His grin is wide, and voice teasing, so you can't help but join in on his mirth. Giggling softly, you tuck your hair behind your ear, bringing his hand up to your palm to press soft, butterfly kisses against his wound. He sighs, contended, and pulls you in by his other hand. Dropping a kiss to the top of your head, Shawn lets his fingers tangle into your hair. You hum against his chest, the warmth from his knitted sweater pressing into your cheek.
"I just don't get it, though..," Belatedly, you pull away, "So you're saying you got that while washing dishes?"
"Yes, hunny. I've told you like ten times already."
"But Shawn... we have a dishwasher."
"And?" Shawn presses impatiently, hurriedly trying to pull you back in. You resist, however, leaning away from his touch.
"And you hate doing the dishes."
"I just wanted to do something nice for you!"
"Are you sure?" You purse your lips, gaze falling to his cut hand, "You sure you're good?"
"Yes, yes, yes," Shawn places his hands on your face, pulling your face upwards to press a sweet kiss against your lips, "How can I not be good when my second favourite girl in the world is here with me?"
Your eyes narrow in suspicion, "Second favourite, huh?"
"First is Beyoncé. Always. Sorry, babe, you're gonna have to do a little more than be cute to top Queen B."
"Queen B doesn't take care of your annoying morning wood every morning, does she?"
"I mean, yeah," Shawn tilts his head to the side, a little smirk gracing his features, "But she's not the one who causes it either, soo.."
You chuckle, swatting his chest with the back of your hand before moving underneath his arms and out of his grip. A soft whine of protest follows you as you pad around the kitchen, Shawn's doe-like eyes watching your every moment. You breathe a sigh of relief once your hair cascades down your shoulders, placing your scrunchie on the island. Proceeding to take off your heels, you chuck them towards the living room, telling yourself you'd bother with those later. Coming home to the sight of your boyfriend tumbling around clumsily in the kitchen had been contending, but you can now slowly feel the tiredness of the day weighing in your shoulders. Making your way back to him, you place your hand on Shawn's face, leaning up to kiss the corner of his mouth.
"I'll go get changed, 'kay?"
Shawn answers with a nod, but his movements are too practiced. Rehearsed, almost. You try not to let yourself be bothered by his antics, making your way over to the living room. The sight that greets you has you gasping audibly, hands flying to your mouth to hide your surprise. Turning back to see Shawn casually leaning against the doorframe, a shit eating grin on his face, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans.
"This—I— what?" You manage to stutter, stealing glances at the marvellous spread before you. The entire living room has been decked out in candles, a massive blanket fort stretching from the beginning of the hall to the doors leading to the balcony. Your mind is screaming three things — one, oh my God this is a big safety hazard, two, Jesus Christ that must've taken a shit load of time, and three (and this one you say aloud), "What?"
Shawn's making his way over to you, patting himself on the back for his stealthy trick that had distracted you into completely avoiding the living room earlier. He had wanted to see your expression, more than he wanted you to enjoy the actual setup itself. What Shawn needed was to gauge the look on your face as you took in the hardwork he had put into your surprise, the amount of time he had spent lighting and blowing candles. Because sometimes — sometimes words fell short to describe his love for you. Sometimes he had to go all out.
And you loved him to death for it.
"Happy three point two five year anniversary!" Shawn announces giddily, placing his hands on your waist, slightly lifting you off the ground. His happiness is so damn contagious that you're joining in on his laughter not long after, your hands on his shoulders as he twirls you around. When Shawn finally sets you back down, the both of you stumble for a few moments, unable to find your grip on the ground.
You hold his arm to steady yourself, eyes mapping the layout behind you, "Shawn, baby, I love you so much — but you know a quarter of an anniversary is not a real thing, right?"
"I knew you've had a long month and were shit booked with meetings today. Just wanted to do something nice for mon amour. What, I can't celebrate my love for you anymore? Rude!" Shawn looks genuinely hurt, bottom lip jutted out. Before you can apologise and convince him of your happiness, however, his face breaks out into a grin, "Just kidding! Ha! Got you, bitch."
"You're a baby."
"What did you say?" Shawn tips his head forward, his ear turned towards your face, "I'm your baby? Yeah, sounds about right."
You're too busy staring at the candles to send another retort his way, your hand intertwining with his again. Eyes dancing with love for the boy you so luckily ended up with. Your finger brushes against his wound, causing him to hiss slightly and for your eyebrows to furrow.
"And this? You didn't get this while washing the dishes, did you?" You slide his palm open again, concerned eyes now flitting between him and his hand. There's a sheepish glow to his face as you wait for him to answer, an eyebrow raised expectantly. When he finally does, you don't know whether you want to laugh or reprimand him for being the most stupid twenty year old you know.
"So I wanted to have wine ready, right?"
"Right.."
"And I don't know how to use that twisty corky thingy, right? You always do that for me."
"Mh—mm."
"So I kinda... sorta... might've used a knife?"
Your eyes are as wide as saucers, lips parting in surprise. Your mouth open and closes, reminding Shawn of a dazed goldfish, but he pinches his lips shut as he waits for your reaction. And then you're screeching, hitting his chest with balled fists, but your laughter seeps into your anger, causing you to giggle between your words.
"You—fucking—dumbass!" You manage to let out, chasing him as he tries running away from you, "You could've killed yourself!"
"But I didn't!"
"But you could've! All over a bottle of wine?"
"I will have you know, though.." Shawn holds up a finger, gripping both your wrists in his giant hand, "That it was a Chateau Pierre de Montignac."
"Oh, thank God," You let out a relieved sigh, "That changes everything."
"It does, doesn't it?" Shawn lets your hands go, "It's like plum—"
"No it doesn't! I don't care what brand it was, Shawn, you could've seriously hurt yourself!"
"But.."
"But..?"
"But I didn't!"
"Shawn!" You exclaim laughing, not finding it within you to be mad at him anymore, "Come on! It's not funny."
"I'm not the one who's laughing, though?"
"I hate you," You mutter, softly shaking your head. The smile on your face says completely otherwise, though. Your arms go around his waist and you press your face against his chest, Shawn's heartbeat thumping softly against your cheek. Allowing your eyes to flutter close as you breathe him in. He smells like the laundry detergent you fought over in the middle of a grocery store because, apparently, Olives suck ass and he would leave you if he had to use your detergent again. So despite him bullying you into switching detergents, his warmth and presence smells like home.
"A reveleation like that, and on our 3.25 anniversary? Damn, you're really out for blood tonight."
"Shut up and kiss me, idiot."
"Yes ma'am."
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Dorian stood and went out of the room.
He prayed at the hospital's chapel and went home to grab some of Gisela's things to bring to the hospital...
He found the list again and saw that number 10 is still unchecked.
He just thought of an idea.
He contacted their friends, workmates and including Gisela's old classmates to bring the idea to life.
"We will have some sort of reunion. This is for Gisela. All the cast and staff will be there. I'll tell you all the details when we get there. See you tomorrow night guys." He hung up the phone and sighed.
He knows that it's all wrong to throw a party and all while his woman suffers on the hospital bed but he did it for his own reasons.
Reasons that will make a big change whether she wakes up soon or...
Dorian doesn't wanna entertain the thought and the negativity.
He just wanted this to be a great event.
Dorian stepped on a stage looking at the murmuring people, wondering why they're here.
"I r-really appreciate that you all came. We're here to give praises to Ms. Gisela Valentine, she's-..." He was cut off.
"Why are we here for Gisela? Is it her birthday?" One said.
"No. The woman's still asleep." Dorian said.
"We spent all our efforts for a sleeping woman. Hell. Who can wake her up?" The other man said.
"I wish I knew. The woman I love is not waking up for weeks now in her comfy hospital bed." They all stopped talking when Dorian caught their attention stating Gisela's actual state.
"I just wanted to record what you all think of her. It's her wish. First, we have her cousin Merian to speak in front of us..." Dorian introduced.
"Thank you Mr. Handsome Celeb, Dorian West... Gisela... Was a very thoughtful person. She will always think about others before herself. There's one time that I got pregnant without a father but she helped me confront the guy. But the woman my 'Ex' was living with, dragged Gisela by the hair, out of their condo unit. You know what? It did not stop Gisela. She continued to sacrifice herself and her shame, even though I told her not to, just to convince this guy to support me. She's willing to be a shield and a comforter when you need her to. This woman is one of a kind and I love her for that." Merian said.
The speech of the people continued to the very last person...
The most important one.
Dorian stated his rights...
"Sorry for all your precious time. Hopefully, she would like this speech that I have for her... We gathered here in this Eulogy... Yes. This is a Eulogy. And this is her wish. The reason why is to talk about her in this beautiful day. The one and only Gisela of our lives. The one with the beautiful smile behind those sad eyes. The ever so hard working for she won't let the day pass not accomplishing what she needs to do like she's chasing time. A one extra-ordinarily optimistic woman. She might have been secretive and enduring but she thought me how tough a person can be facing her own demons after pushing it away in the shadows for years now. How brave she can be after all the trauma. Or how courageous she is opening up to someone like me. As she saw me at my worse and my weakest, she have known that I'm not perfect. Like her, I don't have any parents anymore. I grew up without any full-time guidance. In fact, not most people knew that I'm a wrecked soul before I met her. We're both lost and both fallen angels that time. She made me who I am right now. She built my broken interior. She's the one behind my success. My motivation to get my life back on track. I thought I was the one protecting her, but she's the one giving me hope to go on. This life is a mess without her. You had me coming undone. I accepted her in my life and I will continue to do so, not as a difficult challenge but as a person who I respect and love the most. I actually did not expect to say these things in this set-up. This was supposed to be for my marriage proposal or for my wedding vow but it's best to do it now than never, right? Gisela... I love how strong you are to fend off the inner demons. I'll go through all of it with you... If you can hear me wherever you are... I'm still waiting for you to wake up. 'Cause if you do, I will do what I have to... And I will-..." Dorian was cut-off and was astonished as the door of the venue opened revealing a bare-footed woman wearing a white gown.
She weakly walked toward the stage smiling.
The people all looked at where Dorian's eyes landed and are currently locked.
They we're all shocked.
Whether they're scared or joyful...
Never did they know that this would happen today.
She never minded the people as if she's only seeing one person and continued to walk toward the stage.
As Dorian's focus is also not faltering, his eyes began to water.
His eyes are still glued to her...
"Dorian..." She spoke as she went up the stage and she touched his cheek streaking on his own tears.
"Go get him!" Merian screamed.
And she immediately covered her mouth in embarassment when the people looked at her smiling with her giddy comment.
"H-how did you-...?" Dorian was not able to finish the sentence when Gisela used her finger to stop his lips from speaking.
"The Doctors told me what you're planning when I was back in my consciousness. They're actually outside. They were too nice to let me go out of confinement, more so, to accompany me here and to even let me walk. I begged them to let me see you. To go here and touch you because the moment I woke up, you're the first one that I have looked for. I have realized the fact that I have searched for nothing more since the very beginning. It was a wake up call for me to go back. Not the hit on the head, not the coma, but I was shaken to the soul by even thinking about leaving this world. Leaving you behind. I don't wanna lose you. I don't want you to get tired and suffer because of me. I was touched. I have heard every word you said, when I was waiting for the right moment outside. I'm sorry, I didn't let you finish speaking. Don't get me wrong, you're a very good Necrological Service speaker but... I just couldn't stand it and I just couldn't stay away. What can I say? I missed you, though that you're in my dreams the whole, entire time I was asleep." She said.
"You never fail to surprise me." Dorian told her.
"Let's party!" As Merian shouted the words, she turned up the speaker.
She now took over and hosted the event.
She even invited the doctors to join them.
Then all the people celebrated with joy.
She then turned her head to the both of Gisela and Dorian to plan their escape.
"Let's go." Dorian said as he assisted Gisela to walk away with him.
A month has passed and Gisela recovered faster with Dorian's help.
She was preparing for her flight.
She joined a writing contest that will be held in London.
"Do you really wanted to leave the country?" Dorian murmured against Gisela's bare skin as they snuggle together.
Dorian embraced Gisela more tightly from the back...
Though they are still lying on their bed...
She shifted her position and turned to him to caress his cheeks.
He doesn't say it, but his eyes were pleading for her to stay.
"I shouldn't keep you waiting for a long time. Knowing how impatient you are... You might follow me there." She answered.
"Hell! You got that right my dear Piggy. We'll tackle everything together. I'll follow you everywhere. Even in hell, if I have to. But... I'm not really gonna stop you from reaching your dreams. If that will make you happy, well... I'm down with it." Dorian snorted first before giving his serious opinion of letting his girlfriend leave.
"Don't worry. It won't take long. I need you to keep me grounded. I'll be back soon." Gisela stated.
Dorian kissed Gisela on the lips and they smiled at each other as they both stood and had their breakfast.
The man wanted to stop time as he looks at her features carefully while she's eating.
"What are you looking at?" She asked him smiling.
"My future." Dorian said holding Gisela's hand.
He knows how cheesy this is getting but he doesn't care.
"Dorian... Please, stop.  I can't contain the butterflies..." They both chuckled.
"Sorry for my cheesiness..." He smiled apologetically.
"Cheese is good. Especially Mozzarella in Pizza." Dorian stifled a laugh on what Gisela said.
After they have prepared themselves for this day, Dorian accompanied his woman to the Airport.
"I'll miss you. And I'll think of you everyday. I love you my dearest Piggy..." Dorian said.
He's trying to hold off his tears even though he already expected this to happen.
"Don't you dare cry Dorian. You're Godzilla. Dinosaurs doesn't cry. Plus, it doesn't suit you. I'll miss you and I love you too." Gisela warned him and gently reminded him of her love.
"I'm not gonna. Just promise me you'll take care of yourself and that you'll be back." He told his girlfriend.
She nodded and kissed the  man goodbye.
The kiss was lingering...
Like they do not want it to end...
And like they don't wanna let go of each other.
After they parted, Dorian waived goodbye to her.
Then, Gisela threw her last flying kiss to Dorian as she waived back smiling to him.
Later, Gisela was gone, she disappeared, even her traces.
Neither a silhouette, nor a shadow of her can be found.
But Dorian knew that he has to let her find her happiness first, 'cause when she does, she will go back to her love and they won't be dancing on their own and they won't be alone anymore.
With someone to come home to.
With someone to lean on.
With someone who has so much love to give.
Another year has passed but...
Gisela did not come back to Dorian.
Without any communication, like it was cut off, just like that.
However, he did not let that ruin him.
He realized that you will meet someone in your life that you couldn't forget.
Someone who will leave a mark...
The one that got away.
He always knew from the start, that not all of them will stay.
But sometimes, they go into your life, either to just pass-by, teach a lesson or just to be a part of a memory, like nothing ever happened, like it was just a dream, illusion, or a nightmare, well, whatever you may consider it.
He believes from the very beginning, that if it's bound to happen, it will happen...
Like how they first met.
Dorian was now able to focus on his career...
It was booming...
More commercials, TV Shows, movies and albums.
Because of his on-demand TV appearances, he was invited for an interview on one of his favorite pre-noon-time show...
The topics and the flow of the conversation was very light until the interviewer brought up and touched a subject that he tried so hard to avoid and answer for a long time.
"We heard that you had old flames in your life but one has been remarkable in this industry since she's the only one that you have confirmed as you're relationship and because of the trials that you've been through with her. We have sources and they said that she's now a famous writer in UK. So that maybe the reason why we're not seeing you together anymore for quite some time now. Is your fiance going home?" The host asked.
It took a while for him to answer.
The people are dying in anticipation for his response, since Dorian has been respecting his own relationship's privacy for a long time now.
The people are also lost why he's not been talking about HER a lot lately too.
They all think he's blanked off and doesn't know where to get his answer since he's taking his sweet time.
Suddenly, his phone beeped and he received a text message.
A message he's longing and waiting for such a long time.
A tear almost fell from his eyes.
"She will find her way back..." Dorian whispered.
"What was that Dorian? You were saying something? Oh, sorry, you can answer on your pace. Any time now..." The interviewer said.
Dorian was then shaken but...
His lips parted to give his answer.
"Yes, she's coming back." He confirmed to the people with a smile.
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