#I do wanna continue this into part with angst and lovey dovey stuff???

[shakespearesdrugdealer]

Just friends

Minors DNI.

Pairings: College AU. College!Gojo x fem!reader

Warnings: Smut (fingering), swearing, is fluff a warning?

A/N: Okayy, so this a college AU with a friends with benefits dynamic. I wanted to make this a slow burn so I'll see where it leads lol.

Enjoy!

He was kissing your neck and you were adjusting yourself under him to allow him to move further down. He didn’t smell like himself; his cologne was mixed with someone else’s. You were supposed to be okay with that though, because you guys were just friends after all. You were there for each other while doing homework, working on labs together, going bowling on the weekends, grabbing coffee and when the teenage hormonal urge came to indulge in each other’s body; well, a month ago you agreed to that too.

“Look, despite the movies, I think it could work,” Gojo proposed.

“What makes you think that?” you narrow your eyes at him from across the lab counter you guys were sitting at, trying to compile a report you messed up twice by now.

Chemistry was hard. But Gojo was making it harder for both of you right now by asking unnecessary questions to push a few boundaries in your friendship.

“The fact that you are pretty objective, and that we are both have needs,” he said, adding a playful drawl on the last word.

“No,” you pointed out firmly, hesitating to meet the eyes that were set at looking into yours. “You have needs, I on the other hand would like to finish this report and go to sleep.”

“See, that could easily be turned into a better end to your day if you go to sleep with me,” he countered, putting his hand on the calculator you were punching numbers into; forcing you to lift your head up and look at him with a frustrated but amused expression.

“Is this really the time to talk about this?” you huffed, trying to free your hand while trying hard and failing at controlling the heat spreading to your face.

“No time better than the present lovie.”

“Not your lovie,” you emphasized, sitting back onto your chair and giving up at the notion of finishing your lab. When Gojo is being stubborn about something, there were not a lot of ways to solve the problem but give in and listen; like right now, with his absurd idea.

But was it really absurd though? You guys have been friends for a good while now, 2 years to be exact. You liked how he could go on for ages talking about the ridiculous things he did at college that day and you wouldn’t mind listening because it allowed you to see the day outside of your own world. Maybe it was because your life lacked a little chaos and his lacked the calm and organization of yours; but you worked well with each other. He dragged you out of the dorm on days you got obsessed with completing your readings and you were grateful for the sun that you got. You also dragged him back into the dorm on nights you knew were meant for rest, or studying instead of getting wasted with the kids who had already completed their tests for that week.

“Look, all I’m saying is, let’s try it out, and if it fails…” he stretched out of his chair like he was doing some kind of tedious work (like the fucking report you guys were supposed to write). “Well, at least we will know where that road leads to.”

His standing figure made you look so small you wanted to punch him in the throat. But you also felt safe?

It’s not like you were completely against the idea. I mean, you knew him pretty well; you knew what kind of a person he was. You understood that he makes a great friend, but he would probably break your heart and chuck it in the bag of broken hearts he carries around with him. And let’s not lie, he’s hot. You’ve seen how his shirt rides up when he leans back against the pillows on your bed on the days he drops by your dorm to annoy you. You also hate how you can’t stop yourself from staring at how his eyes widen and sparkle when he finds something interesting in the material he’s reading when you guys are studying together. You knew there was a thin line between being his friend, working well together, him being so fucking attractive and you falling in love with him, God forbid.

Well, maybe you could walk that thin line. “If we fail, we never talk about it again okay?” you started, framing the rules of your relationship in your head.

“Yup,” he agreed, liking where this conversation was headed.

“There are going to be rules of course.”

“Mhhm.”

“No talk of this outside the two of us.” You look at him dead serious.

“Yep yep.”

“And you have to stop being so fucking annoying when we do what we do,” you added.

“Meh, no promises,” he shrugged.

“Okay, well, it looks like we’ve come to some kind of an agreement even though this report is not done,” you sighed closing your book at the realization that the time you signed up for the lab had elapsed.

“Hey,” Gojo said, clearing his throat. Was he nervous? You glanced at him while trying to gather your things into your bag.

“Do you wanna test the agreement?”

“What?” you pause your actions at the offer. “Now?”

“I mean, I see nothing stopping us,” he reasoned. “And we can finish the report at the dorm too.”

“How do you plan for these bribes to work with me?” you smile at his offer to work in exchange of doing the dirty.

“What can I say lovie, I’m a bit of a genius when it comes to being a slut.” Only Gojo could imbue so much confidence into being a slut.

“Again,” you said, “not your lovie.” You push your bag into his chest as a sign of agreement and head towards the lab door. He caught up with you in no time, cradling your bag in his arms and smiling stupidly wide like he won at an arcade game at the fair. You didn’t know if what was going to follow was a disaster or the start of something better than anything you two ever knew.

He didn’t even wait for you guys to settle into your room or talk about how your relationship was going to work before throwing your bag onto the bed and backing you up against your door and pressing his lips against yours to let you know how the next few hours of your day were going to go. And oh my god, they were going to go so fucking good.

“Is this okay?” he asked, pulling away from your lips and twisting the lock on your door with his free hand.

“Yeah,” you squeaked, embarrassed and a little confused at how quickly this day was taking a whole new turn.

“Wanna say that again?” he teased swiping his thumb across your cheek while tilting your head to look at you properly.

“Just-” you swallowed. You’ve never seen his eyes look like this, even after all this time with him. They had their usual playful glint in them, the kind that normally makes you want to shove him through a locker (not that you haven’t tried) but right now there was something more. Something that made you want to run but also give into his touch and the patterns he was drawing on the small of your back with his other hand. “Just…take it slow okay?” you ask, hoping he understood that you hadn’t done something like this in a while now.

He knew that though. You talked about your first times over a drunk Friday evening and that was when he figured you hadn’t done as much as him and you also figured that Gojo was a threat to womankind.

“Yeah, I know,” he replied, taking your hands into his and leading you towards the bed. His eyes never left yours and you weren’t done tasting his lips just yet, so you stare at them with unabashed desire. “Oh, my eyes are up here love,” he said, pausing his movements to take in this side of you he hadn’t seen before.

“Shut up,” you retort, a little annoyed at how quickly he had you feeling so hot and bothered. You wrap your arms around his neck and stand on your tippy-toes to pull him down to meet your lips as he groans into the kiss in surprise. You don’t know what it was that got into you, but you pushed him to walk to the edge of the bed as your tugged at the hem of his shirt to let him know you wanted it on the floor. He was breathing hard too by this point; his hand cupping your neck and the other finding its way under your shirt. He laughs at your attempt to lift his shirt and removes his hands from your body for a moment to take his shirt off. Your eyes widen at the view you were presented with. Your hands reach for his chest but he grabs your wrists, tilting his head in amusement. “Kinda unfair if yours doesn’t come off too no?”

And that’s how you found his hands slipping under your shirt and around your back, leaving goosebumps at his touch. He unhooked your bra and lifted the set of clothing from your body, leaving you hazy from all the kisses that he was planting along your jawline and neck. He pulled your hands that were stroking his chest to interlock with his fingers as he used your momentary confusion to push you onto your bed and hover over you in one clumsy but simultaneously smooth maneuver.

He was reveling in this side of you that you were showing. It was chaotic, it was vulnerable and most of all, it was so beautiful. His hands release yours as he finds interest in playing with your breasts. He takes hold of your left breast and squeezes it as you whine and twist your head into the pillows at his teasing and the lack of attention that was being paid to your areas down south. You pull at the white strands of his hair you had slid your fingers into and he groans into your skin making you shudder. He opens his lips to the side of your neck that you gave space to and bites down as a response to your own roughness. The moan that escapes your mouth makes you want to hide in embarrassment as he chuckles into the mark he was leaving.

Your chest was heaving, as your hands grab at the sheets next to you instead to find some kind of stability among the fireworks that his touch was leaving. “Gojo-” you started, lifting your head from the pillow, to see him smirking at you. He moves down towards your stomach and thighs, making sure to kiss the curves and edges and taking note of the areas he kissed and you moaned at. “I will kill you if you don’t stop teasing.” You drop back onto the pillow again, not being able to hold for too long as his fingers stroke your inner thighs, taking off the last article of clothing you had on.

He leans forward, looking at you with your eyes fluttering shut and fidgeting around his hold on you. “Aw, cute,” he says, stroking your thighs and brushing his fingertips around your clit, not touching it but making it more sensitive than you would have ever imagined. “You can still threaten me looking like this.” You push your head deeper into the pillows at the sensation of the butterfly kisses he was placing on your inner thighs and sucking at the sensitive skin to leave his marks yet again.

“I swear to God-” you plead, threading your hands into his hair again. “Patience, pretty,” he says, lifting his head from between your legs to allow his fingers to take their place and rub at your clit in tiny circles. You gasp and have the urge to shut your legs but he has one of his legs secured between yours and you really wanted him to keep going too. “Think you’re ready for me?” he asks, running his index and middle finger along the outer area of your slits.

you nod at him, tucking your bottom lip between your teeth. You were getting hazy from circles he was drawing on your clit with his middle finger and moving it down to tease your entrance.

“Words, love,” he says, shifting to lean above you and place a kiss to your lips and chest that was heaving roughly by now.

“I-I’m ready,” you softly reply, looking into his eyes and then at his smile that reminded you that he was your safety and also the person that was going to ruin in the next few minutes.

“Tell me to stop when you want to okay?” He assures you as he slides his fingers between your slits to feel your wetness.

“Mhmm,” is all you can say as you feel his middle finger play around your entrance before finding its way against your walls. You breathe sharply at the feeling of his finger pulling in and out slowly, to explore its way around you. But it was also making you so hot-headed as it hit all the right corners and spaces. He swallows your moans with his lips and tries to steady your body by sucking at your nipples. But it only made your head cloudier and you let go of any control of the sounds that were coming out of you.

Your back arches with an audible whimper escaping your chest at Gojo’s attempt to curl his finger against your walls and he smirks, knowing what he just did. He continues the curling motions and tests your limit by nudging a second finger at your entrance. You yelp at the tight feeling of your walls against his fingers. “Fuck,” you spread your legs wider as a sign of giving in to his movements completely. He was entranced by the pretty sounds coming out of you and the way your hips were moving up and down his fingers trying to chase the knot that was tightening at the bottom of your stomach.

He speeds up the movements of his fingers, moving in and out of you. You let out soft cries at how he wasn’t letting you get a moment of rest between the feeling of his mouth against the sensitive spots on your neck and breasts mixed with the madness that was occurring between your legs. “Gojo, I can’t-” you say in a shaky cry at the way your walls were tightening against his fingers. He pushes you further with his thumb rubbing faster against your clit and you just about lose it, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and a strangled moan leaving your lips

“Hey pretty girl, wanna let go for me?” he whispers as he looks at your desperate eyes. You nod feverishly as he continues his motions, and he hoists one of your legs further apart to rest on his lap. You feel the knot in your stomach getting tighter and the tingling on your clit getting borderline painful. You snap your palm on Gojo’s wrist trying to fight the feeling but he doesn’t relent. And with the next few motions of his fingers curling against you while he bit into your neck a little too rough, you let out a strangled shriek and arch your back as your walls pulsate around his fingers at your orgasm.

He drank in the sight of you panting and your legs shaking from the orgasm. Your eyes were pinched shut and one of your hands had the sheets tightly tucked into your fist and the other was squeezing his wrist that was still pumping his fingers in and out of you to help you ride out your orgasm. He leans forward, in awe and with sense of adoration.

“You good?” he kissed the corner of your mouth and brushed the stray pieces of hair on the sides of your face to place more chaste kisses across your cheeks and moving to your neck. You hiss as he takes his fingers out of you and you are given an apology as he muffles your complaints with his lips pressing against yours. Your eyes flutter open, glancing at Gojo’s now tight pants. You smirk and shift to balance your figure on your elbows to meet his eyes.

You nod at the bulge through his pants. “Do you wanna do something about that or…?” you question reaching out to place your hands against his chest, and push him into sitting back onto the bed as you straddle him.

“I mean…if you can take it,” he laughs, pressing his forehead against yours, and squeezing your hips.

God, this may be a huge mistake or one of the greatest things you guys stumbled upon with each other.

A/N: This is my first attempt at smut so help me oh lords of smut; I hope I didn’t it mess up lol. I also really like this college AU so maybe I’ll continue it, idk.

Alsoo, the header I used here was got from pinterest but if it has sources to someone here on Tumblr, I would love to credit <3

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru #gojo imagine #gojo smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk imagines #jjk au #askufdkusj idek where my head was when I did this #I wanted it to be soft though #consent is nice y'all #I do wanna continue this into part with angst and lovey dovey stuff??? #🔞

[jk9bangtan]

“Come Be My Wife” 2

Genre: ♕ /♤ / ♘ ( Fluff/ Romance/ Angst)

Word count: 2.1k

Warnings: Jealousy, jealous Jungkook, mention of COVID-19, mentions of sterile (not being able to have a baby 😭💔), y/n being her stubborn self, A lot of fluff!

Teaser: "You wanna be my wife?!" Jungkook asked pushing you on the bed. "Come be my wife, come on strip. Let's do what you want." He harshly spat his words as he untied his bow tie.

Part 1 - Part 2

11: 30 pm

"Did he really say that?! That bastard!! How dare he?!" The guy sitting beside you spoke after hearing the whole story of what Jungkook did to you.

"Ikr?! I didn't even believe my own ears?" You answered with a weak voice. You has been crying since you left Jungkook and came to you best friend's house. After what Jungkook said to you, you couldn't stay a minute with him. You grabbed your stuff and left the house. He tried to stop you, but you were determined on leaving him. He hurt you and he has to face the consequences.

"And what did you do to him girl? Don't tell me you didn't teach him a lesson!"

"I s-slapped him Justin! I told him that I h-hated him." You answered looking towards your friend.

"That's my girl. You did great, don't worry. He deserves it." Justin assured you that you did well.  Justin sighed after taking a look at your miserable condition. He took a deep breath after wards preparing himself to say some nice words to you to make you feel better. Clearing his throat, he shouted, making you flinch in your seat. "I have Ramen. Come on, let's eat ramen."

"Yah!! Don't yell!" You said smacking him on his shoulder.

"fine, fine!! Just let's eat. Your story made me feel hungry. And don't ask how because I don't know." Justin stated as he walked into the kitchen. Just as you were about to get up from the couch you heard the door bell ring. "Are you waiting for someone?" you asked getting up from the couch

"No! Just open the door and see who is it." justin's voice came muffled due to his mouth being full. You just shook your head as you walked towards the front door. " What! I am just eating a banana." Justin announced from the kitchen. The door bell kept ringing and ringing which pissed you off. "fine fine! I am coming" you yelled opening the door.

"Hey babe!" Jungkook greeted a big smile on his face. Your expression changed from an angry one to a shook one, and than again to an angry one.

"You! What the heck you are doing here!" You yelled glaring at him.

"Is this how you greet your husband?" Jungkook replied a smirk on his face. You were about to say something back when suddenly you heard Justin's voice behind you.

"Y/n who is it?" he asked grabbing you from your waist. Jungkook's gaze quickly moved to where Justin's hand landed. He poked the inside of his mouth trying to hold his anger.

"Oh hey boss!! Come in!!" Justin said pulling you to the side allowing Jungkook to enter.

Jungkook entered inside grabbing your hand on his way dragging you behind him. He took a seat on the couch pulling you to sit beside him. You pushed his hand, standing up and walking straight to the other couch placed opposite to the one Jungkook sitting on. You took a seat beside Justin, your gaze never leaving Jungkook's facial expressions. He did look angry.

Justin looked at both of you and sensed the murderous atmosphere between both of you.

"Why are here boss?" Justin asked trying to ease the atmosphere a little. "What do you think? I came to waste some of my precious time with my secretary."

"Oh my god! Thank you! I really appreciate it. I didn't think that you care about me lik-" Justin's words were cut off by Jungkook's harsh voice. "I came to take my wife to where she belongs. NEAR HER HUSBAND!" Jungkook emphasizes his last sentence. His eyes felt as if they are shooting fire balls towards Justin. " I am sorry but your Wife is not here." Justin stupidity answered back, his gaze moving around as if they are searching for Jungkook's "wife"

"Y/n! Y/n is my wife! Y/n let's go!!" Jungkook harshly affirmed, getting up from the couch. "As long as I know. Y/n is not your wife." Justin stated making Jungkook turn towards him with his eyes wide open.

"Did you tell what happened between us to this bastard!" Jungkook asked his gaze moving towards you. "Yes" you finally spoke nonchalantly.

"I can't believe you!" Jungkook said his expression turning sad. "Same here!" Y/n said remarking what happened few hours ago.

"That's my girl!" He said hugging you from the side as he placed a kiss on your left cheek.

Jungkook balled his hands into fists upon seeing you blushing due to what Justin did to you. He gulped trying to calm the burning sensation that rose in his chest. But he failed.

"Take.Your.hands.off.of.her.before I break them for you." Jungkook barked as he grabbed you from your arm and pulled you towards himself.

"Calm down man! Look I took them off of her and listen I will leave you with her for few minutes to try to solve what you did. If you do anything to her I am gonna kill you even if you are my boss." Justin threatened Jungkook as his face expression suddenly turned into a serious one. "She is my wife. I will never hurt her." Jungkook said back looking directly into his eyes. " But you did. And I am giving you a chance to fix what you did." Justin said walking his way upstairs.

"Justin! No, don-" you quickly said but was cut off by Justin saying, "Give him one more chance Y/n. He should explain what has been going on with him." And with that Justin left the living room.

Nothing was heard in the room other than Jungkook's heavy breathing. He took a place beside you on the couch, grabbing your right hand between his owns. " I feel like I am getting sick." Jungkook said placing his head on your shoulders. You dodged hi face off your shoulders and scooted away from him. Jungkook quickly pulled you back placing your hand on his forehead. " Look! I am burning" Jungkook said looking at you with his doe eyes.

" You are!" You said, your eyes softening open touching his burning forehead. "But I don't care," you further stated moving your hand away from his forehead.

"You will regret this if I die from the coronavirus." Jungkook stated a small smile on his face. " What heck! No, don't say that!" You answered looking at him in the eyes.

A small chuckle escaped Jungkook's mouth as he saw how you still cared about his health. "I missed you" Jungkook suddenly confessed grabbing one strand of your hair between his fingers. "I didn't!" You stated turning your face to the side. "Don't be harsh. You are breaking my heart." He said turning your head to his side again."Good! Just like what you did to me." You answered smacking his hand away from your chin.

" I am sorry. I really didn't mean it." Jungkook said dropping his head on your shoulder once again. "Just give me a chance to explain to you what have been going on with me. Just once, please!" Jungkook begged as his arms went behind your back pulling you in a tight hug.

"I am listening" you said after thinking for few minutes.

" That night. Our wedding night. I-I told that I got and important call. Right?!" Jungkook started his explanation his head still on your shoulder. "It was from our family doctor. At first I thought he is going to tell me about my father's condition. As you know he was sick at that time. I actually didn't want to leave you at that time, but I had to. The whole ride to the clinic my mind was with you and I has planing the whole night in my head for the tenth time." Jungkook giggled as he lifted his head. He looked into your eyes as he continued, "as soon as I arrived to the clinic I run to the doctors office. He told to take a seat and to calm down. I quickly thought that there is something wrong with my dad but the doctor assured that he was fine and that what he is about to tell is about me not my dad." Jungkook paused a little bit taking a deep breath. "He...He told me that.... that I am s-sterile.... I-I can't have a b-baby." Your eyes widened upon hearing what Jungkook said. You felt your heart pounding against your chest as if it wants to break free from your chest.

"I left the clinic all broken. I didn't want to go back home to you. The fact of not being able to have my own child was killing me. I went to the park and stayed there for hours and hours. I was thinking of how am I supposed to tell you. And then an idea came to my mind. Not coming near you, ignoring you, not touching you. I thought of divorcing but I knew that I can't leave without you. I was so in love with you and still I am to the point that I wanted you to stay with me. I didn't tell you that I can't have a baby because I know how much you love children and I didn't want you to leave me. I am sorry!! I know I am selfish. And believe me I will try to leave you if you want a divorce. I understand." Jungkook was sobbing the whole time and you too. Your hands went towards Jungkook's cheek wiping his tears away.

"You should of told me" you said pulling Jungkook into a tight hug. " You would of left me." Jungkook answered hugging you back.

"I would never leave you. I do love children but not as much as I love you." You stated, kissing Jungkook on the forehead. "You told me you hated me few hours ago." Jungkook said giggling. "Shut up. We are being serious over here." You said pushing Jungkook away.

"Does this mean you forgave me? I swear I am gonna take medicine every single day." Jungkook asked as his hand caressed your cheek and his eyes looked lovingly at you.

"Hmmm" you hummed in response a burning sensation spreading up into her cheeks. Why are you even blushing? Maybe because of the overwhelming feelings of Jungkook finally opening up to you and him being all lovey dovey like he used to.

"I hate it!!" Jungkook suddenly declared as the tone of his voice become serious. "What?!" You asked dumbfounded. "That Justin guy made you blush. And I hated it. I have been trying to keep you away from him but you keep sticking to him. I told you to not come to company just to not see you with and you still find you own ways to meet him." Jungkook said crossing his arms on his chest as he pouted.

"Are you serious?! He is my best friend ."

"Best friends don't touch each other like that. He keeps looking at you as if he loves you. You can't see what I see in his eyes. He is-"

"Gay!! He is gay. And I really don't know what the heck you mean by he looks at me as if he loves me."

"W-what?!" A shocked expression took over Jungkook's face.

"Hahahaha!!!!" Justin suddenly came to the living room laughing hard to the point that tears were visible in his eyes. "I can't believe you! I have been you secretary for years and you still don't know that I am gay?!" Justin asked still laughing

"Shut up! I better waste my time on work other than knowing stuff about you." Jungkook yelled getting frustrated.

"Calm down boss don't get mad or angry. When you were angry few moments ago you looked sexy as fuck man! I barely hold myself because of y/n"

" You are fired!"

"W-what!! Why?!"

"The way you talk scares me!"

"Jungkook!! Don't!!" You said looking at Jungkook with puppy eyes.

"Are you serious?! He is flirting with your husband." Jungkook pointed towards Justin as you laughed at what Jungkook said.

"No boss!! I swear I won't say anything like that anymore." Justin spoke still a smile on his face.

"I don't understand why I haven't noticed that he was gay before. I look stupid, like come on it is so obvious."

"Because you are stupid!!" You replied a huge smile on your face.

"Oh yes!! That's right. I need to fix this problem." Jungkook answered, returning the same smile to you.

"Boss you first have to think about how to make children and then think about how to stop being stupid." Justin and you laughed looking towards Jungkook.

"Shut up!!! I swear I am gonna kill you!! You are really fired now!"

Hope you enjoyed this two-shot and please feel free to request whatever kind of ff or Oneshot you want me write.

Also, I just hope my writing gets better 😭 cause it sucks to be honest. I am sorry it’s just the English is my third language.

#jungkook x y/n #jkbts #bts #jungkook #jungkookoneshot #bangtanboys #jungkook oneshot #jungkookff #jeon jungkook #jungkook fluff #jungkook jealous #jungkook x you

[sodjehdhdhh]

Doggie Days

Warning: implied child abuse and death of an animal (but I swear this fic is a fluff not angst)

His name was Cali. Named after Billy’s place of birth. His mom loved the name, she called Billy creative.

Neil hated the name; called Billy cheesy.

He was a St.Bernard. Those really big dogs that drool a lot. Cali never hurt a fly. His mom thought Cali was a big ‘teddy bear’ but Neil called him a ‘savage beast’.

Neil never like Cali.

Maybe it was due to how he’d growl whenever Neil came near Billy. Standing in front of him like a guardian angel and starring Neil down till he left. That’s the thing about dogs; they’re loyal. To a fault actually. Willing to protect you even if it means harm for them.

That’s the only thing Billy didn’t like about Cali. That’s what Billy hated about loyal people in total. Why care for anybody at all?

Cali cared for him and Neil put him down less than a day after mom passed away. Max cared for some cat and Billy set it on fire. Steve Harrington cared for those brats and Billy rearranged his face.

Caring for people gains nothing.

Ever.

All Billy wanted was to teach everyone what he had been forced to learn.

Even with that mentality Billy ended up learning to care. For the same person he’d fucking mocked in fact. He was a hypocrite.

A rotten hypocrite.

“Billy look at this!”

Billy looked up from his seat to the smile of his lover. He was 99% Steve had to be some angel because nobody could be this beautiful and adorable at the same time.

“Coming princess.” Billy drawled like a mantra.

He heaved all their purchases up with him with grumble. They were shopping for stuff for their new apartment. It wasn’t much but it was right near the beach and that’s all Billy needed but Steve absolutely needed the interior to look like it came out of an issue of Paris Vogue. When Billy had agreed to come shopping, he was told it would be a ‘break’ from all the renovating but clearly that was all a lie.

Not only were they way off budget by buying every single thing that Steve thought appealing; it was Billy saddled with carrying it all because Steve “needed to pay for it all and direct them and it’ll be awkward if he was carrying stuff too.” Billy knew that was a bullshit excuse but Steve was a spoilt brat and Billy rarely discouraged the behavior.

“Drop all that and come here,” Steve ordered and Billy knew he had his signature pout on meaning Billy had to it right now at this instance, “please Billy hurry!”

Billy rolled his eyes at the sight, “Alright, alright.” Billy did as he was told and walked over to whatever fancy shop display had caught Steve’s eyes this time. But instead of silverware that was “only $200!” Billy was met with the sight of yapping puppies.

“Aren’t they adorable!” Steve turned to Billy as if expecting his eyes to turn as wide and lovey-dovey as his were. Billy’s face remain blank.

“Not as cute as you Bambi,” He changed the subject by pressing a kiss onto Steve’s pouting lips. A pout that had formed when he saw how uncaring Billy had been to the creatures, “why? want one?”

Steve blushed at the question, “well duh...like...couples normally get dogs together...to prepare them for ...ki...an..stu...,” he mumbled the last part and Billy smirked as he already had an idea on what was said.

“What was that princess?”

Steve only turned redder, “I said to prepare for kids and stuff.” He tried to play it off by shrugging before turning back towards the store, “whatever, forget it.”

Billy smirked; entertained by Steve’s timidness. He approached the boy from behind and wrapped his arms around his waist, “is that so? Want me to put a baby in you sweetheart? We can go make one in that bathroom if you want.”

“Oh fuck off,” Steve huffed before turning his head as if ignoring Billy, “you’re so annoying at times.”

“Only for you baby,” Billy pulled the pouty boy closer to his body, resting his head onto his shoulders, “which one do you want baby?”

Steve sighed but answers Billy,“Hmmm, that one,” Steve pointed at the puppy directly in front of him, “cute right?”

“Adorable,” Billy grimaced at the yappy beast. It was one of those purse dogs that were meant to match your fur coat but Billy saw an overgrown rat, “those dogs won’t live past 5, pick another one.”

Steve looked at him like he’d said his hair was out of place, “What? Really? That’s so sad. How about that one?”

It was a Labrador pup, “family dog but sheds like a bitch.”

“Her?”

“Pit bull? Like those high-class apartment complex moms will let that beast past the council. Next”

“Them.”

“Those are Great Danes and will grow bigger than you and more.”

After a while of this back and forth banter, Steve conceded, “I give up. How do you know so much about dogs?!”

“Cause I have one.” Billy was so entertained by Steve’s ignorance it took awhile for him to realize he’d misspoken his words, “I meant ‘I had one’. Till he...got put down.”

The one thing Billy loves most about Steve was that he got him. Billy didn’t have to say anything for Steve to understand he was not willing to talk more about it. “Oh babe,” Steve cupped Billy’s face with both hands and Billy leaned into the touch, “wanna see another store. I saw this amazing jacket and thought of you.”

Billy pretended to be frustrated but was secretly glad for the change of subject, “ugh I guess but only that store pretty boy, then we’re going home. Period.”

Steve pursed his lips in a sly way, already knowing that Billy would stay an extra hour if he wished, “Sure , whatever you say.”

By next week, Billy had forgotten the entire conversation. He was to busy trying to fuck Steve on every surface on their new apartment. The only time they left their apartment was too work and college. Both of them were part-timers and the only reason they could afford this apartment was due to how fucking bad it was. It was a place where no one would ever ever think worth robbing. Right?

That’s what Billy thought. So why did he assume to be the reason their little apartment to be totalled. At the time, Billy wasn’t even thinking about what possessions may have been lost, mind only what happened to his Steve.

He was like a mad man, the once tiny place seeming massive as he looked for his boyfriend. Shouting his name down but no reply. The last door to kick down was the bathroom and he could already hear yelps and Steve’s voice. He grabbed their good ol’ spiked bat and readied it as he prepared to bash the head off anyone that hurt his pretty boy.

“Alright you fu…” Billy’s threat died in his throat as he came upon a sight he thought he’ll never see.

Steve, dripping, and practically wrestling a St.Bernard in the tub while trying to spray it down with shower. The dog saw this as a game and kept wriggling and pulling Steve further into the tub, making him more soaked then he already was. Steve turned to him as if caught in the act while the dog had a similar expression as it turned to him.

Steve stood up to greet Billy as if this was a completely normal thing in their daily lives, “Babe, you’re bac-” Steve didn’t have time to finish his sentence before the St.Bernard was charging out the tub and tackling Billy to the ground, “-INDIE! Stop it! Bad boy!”

The do-Indie didn’t listen as he continued to lick Billy’s face as if wanting to make it as wet as he was. Cautiously Billy reached out to pet the beast, almost worried that he’ll disappear into smoke if touched. Steve could only stare helplessly at the situation, twiddling with the hose in his hands as he confessed to Billy.

“Ok I know you had a dog before and it died and you were sad and all. I just kept thinking of how sad you looked and it made me feel so so bad. So I passed a dog pound and I thought of your stupid sad face and boom! I was walking into it. Indie was there tucked into the back because apparently no one and I mean no one, wanted him because of that dumb horror movie ‘Kujo’ and I felt even more bad! Like, I couldn’t just leave him there. And-“ Steve was interrupted once again but instead of by a charging mutt, it was Billy’s lips smashing into his.

The only reason they separated was due to Indie wanting to get in on the love and almost pushing both onto the ground, “I love him,” Billy muttered into Steve’s neck as he pressed kisses, “th...thank you Steve. I love...I love you, princess, more than anything.”

Billy could feel Steve squirm in his hols, “Stoopp,” he whined while actually enjoying the affection, “you can clean him then.”

Billy chuckled, “you really are brat.”

“I guess you're gonna have to just get used to my bratty ways. Cause we got a kid now and he weighs 118kgs and is a dirty dirty boy.” Steve whispered as he pressed a kiss to Billy’s lips, “like his daddy.”

Indie barked as if agreeing with Steve making the couple laugh, “what does he get from his mommy then?”

Steve didn’t have to answer the question before Indie was tackling Billy down once again and resuming his licking. He bent over till he was eye to eye while Billy was being ‘attacked’, “loving you.”

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