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sturniololoco · 3 months

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this might sound weird but her me out.

could you do one where like reader is matt(or chris’s) gf but the boys have a younger sister (like sls) and when the sister goes to stay with the boys her favourite is always gf and she tells all her troubles and feelings to her when she’s missing her mom and dad

i completely understand if this doesn’t make sense but the idea came to me randomly xx

Home Sick

Matt Sturniolo x fem! Reader

Warnings: kissing, cuddling, crying, home sickness, etc.

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Y/N’s POV

My boyfriend, Matt, has been on the phone with his little sister the entire way to the airport.

This is her first time flying by herself and she just got off the plane so Matt is trying to walk her through it.

Chris and Nick have been talking excitedly about the plans they have made for her while they got their vlog camera ready.

I however, was nurvously picking at my nails, wondering what their sister will be like.

Will she like me?

I was pulled from my thoughts as I felt a hand on my thigh.

“Stop worrying baby. It’s gonna be fine.” He says in a low tone.

I smile and hold his hand, praying that he’s right.

I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything as cute as Matt’s little sister sprinting into his outstretched arms.

Normally, he would call this cringy behavior, but I know he's so happy to see her, that he secretly enjoys it.

She does the same to Chris and Nick, somehow showing all of her love for them in one tight squeeze.

Then she came over to me.

I was shocked when she wrapped her small frame around me, hugging me tight.

I looked up at Matt, giving him the Are you seeing how cute this is? look.

He smiles back at me proudly while grabbing his little sister's bags.

Pulling away, but still holding my hand, she pulls me with her to the car behind her brothers.

To celebrate the little sister's safe journey across the country, we indulged in a pizza movie night for the occasion.

I was snuggled into Matt's side on the end of the couch, and both of us snuggled into a blanket while we held hands.

Matt's sister was on his right, leaning into Chris on her other side.

It was safe to say that the siblings had a very close relationship, just judging by how they cuddled close together on the couch.

At the end of the movie, Nick stood grabbed our plates, and started to clean up. Just as Matt and I were about to do the same, Chris began tickling his little sister with no mercy.

Matt was quick to join in, the trio laughing as her brothers held her down.

Once they gave in, she was half upside down and breathing heavily, smacking her brothers on the leg as they walked away to go and help Nick.

"You ready for bed, baby?" Matt asked me, seeing me yawn from m spot on the island.

I nodded and stood, giving everyone a quick goodnight hug.

But as I went to see their little sister, she was fast asleep in her spot on the couch.

Smiling lightly to myself, I called Chris over.

"You might wanna move her before she gets too comfy." I laughed as he scooped her up into his arms and whisked her off to bed.

I wasn't far behind, only I followed Matt, snuggling into his warmth as we lay down in his bed.

Who knew a light coming all the way from downstairs could be so annoying.

It was the middle of the night and got up to pee, but haven't been able to fall back into my slumber thanks to the obnoxious LED light coming from the kitchen.

Giving up on any more rest, I kept out of the room and made my way down the stairs, to be met with a sight I was not expecting.

The Sturniolo sister was there, scrolling on her phone as tears poured from her eyes onto her cheeks.

I hesitantly sat next to her, and when she tried to stop her tears, I pulled her in for a hug, only making her sob harder.

"What's wrong sweetheart? Do you need me to go get Matt?" I asked, rubbing her back in an attempt to soothe her.

She shook her head no and calmed herself, taking in a deep breath before saying,

"I just miss my brothers being at home so much. But I also miss not being with my mom and dad. I wish they could just come home with me." She said, sheepishly.

I gave her a sympathetic smile.

"Your brothers talk about you every day. They miss you just as much, but that's what makes these visits so special. You get to spend special time together." I said.

this seemed to cheer her up slightly. She sighed and smiled before leaning in and giving me a tight hug.

"Thank you," she mumbles into my shoulder.

"Any time kiddo. I'm always here, just as much as your brothers."

I feel so bad, this was so rushed! Lemme know if you want me to add more or redo it, or just do something simular. <3

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90ekz · 5 months

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do you think you could write hcs of jean with a softspoken gf? nobody writes for him fr it’s so sad

an! i love jean and this concept anon ! im a soft spoken girl myself so this really hits home 🥹 i hope you enjoy!!

jean as your boyfriend <3

SFW

when you two first started dated, jean was convinced that he hit the lottery. you were everything he ever wanted and he loved a girl that kept to herself.

jean sometimes takes you to wing houses & burger joints and watches with a huge smile as you try to order your food against the chaos of the other people conversing around you. you weren’t the biggest fan of having to yell in public, but you tried your best, and his heart melts everytime.

when you first met him at connie’s house warming party, you bumped into him, spilling the contents of your cup onto his white button up. jean had turned beet red as you stood on your tippy toes to whisper a hurried apology into his ear over the sound of the blaring music, while rushing to go get paper towels.

his favorite thing about you is how attentively you listen. it doesn’t matter what he’s talking about, you’ll be making eye contact and nodding along to whatever he has to say.

gets irritated with you during arguments, because you well… don’t engage. he could be giving a verbal, ten page, double spaced paper about how irritated he is with you, and you’ll just look at him like you’re bored.

“all i’m saying is that you don’t have to get aggressive with me over this. yes, i was at armin’s late and didn’t say anything, but i’ll tell you next time, okay? i’m sorry.” “okay.” “i said sorry, damn! stop yelling!”

you aren’t the biggest fan of confrontation, but he is. connect the dots yourself.

“SHE SAID NO GODDAMN TOMATO!” “it’s fine, i can just take them off—“ “not now, baby. gimme a sec, okay? anyway, FIX HER FUCKING BURGER!”

the two of you communicate so silently that it freaks your friends the hell out. when you want to go home, when you’re tired, when he’s needy, when he’s irritated? easy, simple eye contact will send you or him springing into action to fix the problem.

you may be quiet, but you love to laugh. jean doesn’t think he can think of anything more angelic-sounding than the sound of your genuine laughter, only for him.

jean had to learn how to be more tender when doing daily tasks. he was so used to slamming doors and stomping up stairs that he didn’t remember to adjust that behavior when you moved in.

(the first week you moved in, he’d thrown open the door to your bedroom and felt his chest squeeze as you almost tumbled out of your desk chair. now he puts three gentle taps on every door when he needs to come in.)

physical touch fanatic. end of discussion.

NSFW

lemme tell you, this man takes it to heart when you try to hold in your moans. you’re a little embarrassed with how loud you get, but nothing turns jean on more.

“nuh uh, lemme hear you—need to hear how good i’m making you feel, princess..”

during your first time together, he’d almost cum in his pants at the mere sound of your loud groans bouncing off the walls.

loves when you pull his hair more than anything. he takes it as a sign to go harder, fuck you deeper, and he obliges everytime. his cock throbs harder each time you run your fingers through his loose curls.

about 5.7 inches roughly, but thick. his cock flares as it goes downward; the head being the slimmest part. giving him head is fun, you think.

jean has this weird little fixation with your neck. it doesn’t matter what position he has you in, he’ll have a hand—or his mouth—running across the skin of your throat. backshots? he’s got a hand pressing against your nape to keep you in place. missionary? he’s massaging his thumb over your throat so tenderly that it should be illegal. cowgirl? he’s squeezing the sides of your neck while whispering about how good of a girl you’re being for him. he’s pretty damn weird.

his favorite thing to do is eat you out. you deny it, but your voice shoots up a whole octave when he massages your gspot with his two fingers of choice as he suckles on your swollen clit.

utterly surprised at how much you talk during sex. it almost embarrasses him how much you beg, scream, and whine for him. a mixture of ‘please’s’ and ‘fuck’s being infused in his head for eternity.

“oouu—shit, you’re so fucking loud…”

presses down on your stomach to feel where he is so he can try and go deeper… yeah.

tries to fuck your throat hoarse just to hear your raspy voice for a few hours. you’re such a trooper, just sitting there and taking it for him, even if he laughs at you after.

“babe, i’m so sorry—hahaha!” “this isn’t funny, i sound like t-pain!” “I LIKE THE BARRRTENDERRR—ouch, im sorry, i said i’m sorry!”

aftercare god. he’ll spend hours taking care of you, washing your back in the tub, greasing your scalp, making you tea and cookies, the whole nine. this man loves you deep.

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lnfours · 9 months

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Helloooo prompt (maybe reverse) "i pictured you with other girls in love... then threw up on the street." With Lando x reader (she is a legal expert for McLaren) having a fight because he underestimate her job. So during a social event, after seeing her smiling and talking with Charles about her work activities, he gets jealous and afraid of losing her.

god anon, thanks for killing me! tom’s-gf has been found dead!!

this also got so long omg i’m sorry

10k celebration

lando felt sick. physically ill, almost like he was going to throw up.

“you okay, mate?” oscar asked his teammate and friend, worry etching his face. lando was unaware of his paleness, his eyes visibly sad as he looked over towards where you were standing with charles.

he had his arm wrapped around your waist, head leaning down towards your face so he could hear what you were talking to him about. you had a bright smile on your face and he could tell you said something funny with the way his friend’s eyes squeezed shut, both of your giggles almost loud enough to be heard over the noise.

“lando?”

his attention flipped back to the aussie next to him, shaking his head and furrowing his eyebrows as he desperately tried to fight off the nauseating thoughts of you and his friend that snuck into his head. anxiety was a fucking bitch.

“yeah, i’m good. why?”

“you look pale,” oscar stated, “and you keep looking at y/n and charles with this weird look in your eyes, almost like you’re sad.”

lando shook his head, swallowing the sip of his drink, “nah, i’m good, mate,”

oscar quirked an eyebrow, “did something happen between the two of you?”

lando immediately was transported back to the hotel mentally, where a little over an hour ago the two of you had it out. he was frustrated, and he took it out on you, which he shouldn’t have done. and one thing led to another…

“seriously, lando, i don’t fucking tell you how to drive the car! why’re you trying to tell me how to do my job?!”

“i’m just saying that maybe you should try getting behind the wheel of a literal rocket before you complain about your job to me.”

he didn’t mean to sound like he was underestimating you or your job, he knew you worked hard for the company. he knew how many late nights you had pulled at the office to get extra work done and to stay ahead of things. he wasn’t entirely sure why he said what he said, but now he was really wishing time travel was real so he could go back and undo it.

lando’s silence was an answer, “mate, just go talk to her. i’m sure she’s over it by now, whatever it is. you know her, she doesn’t stay angry for long.”

oscar was right. you got over things quickly, only really needing twenty minutes before you moved onto the next thing. but right now, the anxiety was eating at him as he watched charles lean in closer to you for a photo. he just had this overwhelming feeling that you hated him and that this was it. it was the end of the road for the two of you.

oscar grabbed the glass from his teammate before shoving him forward, “my god, go!”

lando compiled, shoving his hands in his pockets as he concentrated on not letting his legs give out as he walked towards you two. your eyes landed on the worried looking brit, your eyebrows furrowing. your confused look caused charles to turn around.

“hey, mate,” charles said, “you’ve gotta hear about this story y/n just told me-“

“actually,” lando cleared his throat, “i was wondering if i could borrow her. i’ve got to talk to her,”

he sucked in a nervous breath as you responded, “yeah,” you grabbed your purse off of the bar behind you, looking over at the man next to you, “i’ll be right back.”

you led lando through the groups of people, the fresh air filling lando’s lungs as he desperately tried to feel better. you stood in front of him, searching his eyes.

“you look pale,” you frowned, placing the back of your hand on his forehead, “you feeling okay?”

his heart was going a mile a minute, his hand grabbing yours. your eyes met his in silent question, “i’m sorry.”

your expression softened, “lando-“

“no,” he said softly, “i’m sorry. i know how hard you work, and i had no right to yell at you or tell you that your job isn’t hard. i could never do the things that you do. you’re absolutely incredible and i’m sorry,”

you let him ramble on, waiting for the right time to speak, “you never complain and it was dick move for me to yell, just please…”

he felt like he couldn’t breathe. you frowned, knowing what was going through his mind all too well. a small tear dropped from his eyelashes and your heart shattered in your chest, “lando,”

he licked his lips, teeth sinking into his bottom lip to keep it from quivering. his shoulders shook and you reached out to him as he let out a quiet sob. you wiped the tears away from his cheeks before wrapping your arms around his neck. he breathed in the smell of your shampoo, immediately clinging to you as he buried his head into your hair.

you rubbed his back, “it’s okay. i promise, it’s okay,”

he sniffled softly, “you’re just the best thing to ever happen to me, and i don’t want to lose you over a stupid argument. i’m sorry. so so sorry,”

you pulled away, meeting his glossy eyes and giving him a soft smile as you wiped away the fallen tears, “it’s gonna take a lot more than a silly argument to push me away.”

he let out a soft chuckle and you smiled, “there’s that smile.”

he rolled his eyes playfully, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, mumbling a soft, “shut up,”

you reached up and planted a kiss on his lips. his mumbling against yours when he pulled away to breathe, “i love you.”

“i love you more, handsome.”

#lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x reader fluff #lando norris x reader imagine #lando norris blurb #lando norris x you #lando norris fic #lando norris imagine #fluff #blurb #formula 1 #formula one #f1 #ln4 #ln4 x reader #ln4 imagine #🍾; jordan’s 10k celebration

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shadesslut · 9 months

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a father’s malice, pt. 2

Pairing: (Ex-Gf!Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader)

Content Includes: (Slight angst, fluff)

Summary: Ethan persuades Y/N to let him bond with Ollie.

part 1 part 2

(a/n: I didn't proof read sowwy)

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Two days. It had been two days since Ethan had shown back up into their lives. The only times Y/N would see him was when she left and returned to her apartment. He was always in the lobby, on the same bench, doing the same thing. Every time she saw him, he was passed out, but that was probably for the best.

Chad wasn’t doing so well. He had isolated himself in his room for the most part, barely coming out. He swore to Y/N that he was fine and not to worry about him, but she could hear him softly cry every night. He had lost his best friend too, and she kept forgetting that. Ollie helped them out; him being the light of their lives. They had to stick it out, for Ollie.

The rest of the group wasn’t fond of the idea of Chad and Y/N continuing to stay at their apartment, but Y/N convinced them by arranging a plan. Every other night, Sam and Danny would sleep at theirs. Tonight was the first night of this plan.

Danny was taking out the sofa-bed, and Sam sat at the kitchen table with Y/N.

“So, did you…see him?” Y/N quietly asked, bouncing Ollie on her knee. Sam sighed, giving her a solemn smile. She nodded, which led to Y/N looking away.

“Does he sleep there all the time?” She asked.

Y/N nodded. “Yeah,”

Chad was looking over to the two girls whilst they talked quietly. He reached over for the fridge handle and opened it, grabbing a beer. “Can you grab me one?” Danny asked, appearing next to Chad. Chad smiled, grabbing another bottle before handing it to him. “You wanna go outside?”

“Uh…” Chad trailed off, turning his head back to the girls. “Sure.”

Chad didn’t really bond that much with Danny after last year as much as the girls did. He was so used to being the only guy the girls needed, and it felt hard to let Danny in. The two sat outside on the porch, sipping on their beers, staring out at the soft glow of the city lights.

“How are you?” Danny broke the silence, turning his head towards Chad. Chad sighed and only shrugged in response, still staring off into the city. Danny looked back through the open porch doors. Sam and Y/N’s laughs echoed throughout the apartment, causing Danny to smile.

“I’m gonna ask Sam to marry me.”

Chad choked on his drink, spitting out the beer. He doubled over and wiped his mouth. Danny lightly chuckled nervously at him. “Oh! Really?” Chad spewed out.

“Yeah, I wanted to ask you.” Danny admitted.

“‘Ask me’?” Chad reiterated with confusion.

“I mean, her dad is, you know, and I know how much you care for her. So, I thought I should ask you.” Danny smiled. Chad only muttered a little, You can do whatever you want, and Danny only nodded, slightly disappointed. He hung his head low, staring into the opening of his beer bottle as he swung the liquid around.

Chad sighed, and he reached over the pat Danny on the back. “I think you should, she really loves you.” He reassured, making Danny smile again while he thanked him. “About before,” Chad trailed off.

“Yeah?” Danny asked softly, trying desperately to let Chad know he could talk to him.

“I’m…not okay. It’s hard.” He huffed. Danny nodded supportingly.

“It just feels weird. Feels like he’s my kid, you know? And already it’s a weird situation, but now his fucking serial killer of a father is back, and I have no idea what I’m feeling.”

“I get it,” Danny comforted.

“And he was my best friend. I told him everything. I actually thought,” he sighed. “I thought he cared about me.”

Danny sighed, understanding Chad’s dilemma. Chad rubbed the back of his neck, and he looked back to Y/N and Ollie. All of his worry washed away. Ollie was giggling in Sam’s lap, reaching out for the bottle Sam was holding, and Y/N was smiling happily at him. Chad softly smiled and looked back at Danny.

“I think I’ll be okay,”

Back in the kitchen, Ollie blissfully sucked on his bottle. “Ah shit,” Y/N cursed, looking at her phone.

“What?” Sam asked, still holding Ollie.

Y/N groaned as she rubbed her temple. “I forgot to drop off our rent money today.”

“Here, I’ll go drop it off,” Sam offered, but Y/N protested.

“No, it’s okay. Ollie gets fussy when you move him when he eats. I’ll be right back,”

Drop the money in the dropbox and immediately go back was her plan. She had hoped Ethan wasn’t there, but her breaths became shallow when she saw the curly head of hair peacefully sleeping on the bench. Her breath hitched, and she quietly walked to the dropbox. Flapping the slot closed, she jumped when she turned around, running into Ethan’s chest.

“S-Sorry-” He stuttered, immediately backing up. He held his hands up in defense, and his shoulders were slouched.

She only nodded before walking off. He called her name, and she shakily stopped as she turned.

“Can we talk?” He asked in a small voice.

She sighed, knowing this was coming. “Sure,”

He softly smiled and stepped closer to her.

“From a distance,” she stated. He nodded and rubbed his palms against his jeans. He still wore the same outfit as before, and his musk was starting to become foul. “When was the last time you showered?”

“I don’t have anywhere to go, Y/N. No home, no money.” Her mouth opened in an ‘o’. She never thought about that aspect; all of Ethan’s family was dead, so he really didn’t have anyone to go to. She almost felt bad for him, but then she thought of all the pain he and his family caused. “C-Can I please, please, stay with you for a few nights? I-I can sleep on the floor, you can lock me in the bathroom or something-”

“Ethan,” She sighed, interrupting him.

“Please, Y/N? I swear to god, I won’t do anything.”

She huffed, looking Ethan up and down. A part of her wanted to let him, let him back into her life, into Ollie’s life. She missed him, she wanted Ethan to be with her. She knew Ethan would be a good father to Ollie. But that was the old Ethan. She knew nothing about this Ethan that stood in front of her.

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The door shut quietly as the two stepped in. Danny and Chad had retired to the living room, watching the TV and listening to the quiet noises of whatever game they watched. They both smiled towards the door at the sound of it closing, but bewildered expressions took over once they saw Ethan. Danny spit out his drink, and Chad immediately stood up.

“Y/N?” Chad asked rhetorically through gritted teeth.

“Chad, it’s fine, I’m letting him stay.”

Sam now appeared in the living room, still holding Ollie. She looked between Ethan and Y/N with a confused and hurt look. “You’re letting him stay?”

Y/N looked at her with worry. “Sam, please understand,”

“After everything he did to us. After what he did to Anika?”

Y/N winced as she looked away. She didn’t say anything, Sam was right, and Y/N knew it. Sam only scoffed, and then glared at Ethan. She handed Ollie to Chad, which made Ethan’s blood boil. Sam urged Danny to leave with her, which he obeyed.

“Sam-“ Y/N said once more, just as Sam slammed the door shut.

Ethan’s eyes roamed over to Ollie, trying his hardest to ignore Chad’s gaze. “I’m sorry,” Ethan said, breaking the silence.

“What?” Chad asked.

“For, uh, stabbing you.”

Chad exhaled deeply through his flared nostrils, and Ethan shifted awkwardly on his feet. “Okay, um, Ethan you can sleep on the couch.” Y/N started before Chad could say anything.

She took Ollie out of Chad’s arms, and he yawned, resting his head on her shoulder. Ethan’s heart swooned, and he softly smiled at him.

“I’m sleeping with you.” Chad told Y/N, still staring at Ethan.

“Okay…can you grab the spare pillow and blankets?” Y/N asked him softly. He nodded and walked off.

“Can I hold him?” Ethan asked, smiling at Ollie.

“Oh, uhm. I don't know if I’m comfortable with that yet.” She admitted, adjusting Ollie on her hip.

Ethan nodded, tilting his head to get a better look at him. He felt as if he was looking at a younger version of himself; an innocent version of himself. He would do anything to make sure Ollie didn’t end up like him.

“That’s okay.”

Chad returned with a blanket and a lumpy pillow in his hands. He threw it on the couch as he stood next to Y/N, slightly covering Ollie. “Okay, you have your stuff. Goodnight.”

After Ethan got situated, Chad helped Y/N put Ollie down.

“You got something you wanna tell me?” Chad whispered, sitting on the edge of her bed.

“What do you mean?” She asked.

He raised his eyebrows in disbelief. “So what, you just randomly decided to let him stay? What, have you two talked recently?”

“What? Chad you can’t be serious,”

He only sighed, rubbing his temple. He laid down, lifting his knee up.

“Today was the first time I talked to him since,”

He didn’t believe her, but he dropped the subject. He only whispered a soft goodnight before drifting off to sleep, facing his back to her. She sighed, getting up and sneaking into the living room.

Ethan was still awake, and he sat up upon hearing Y/N’s footsteps.

“H-Hey,”

She ignored him, and she sat down on the floor in front of the couch.

“I’m really sorry for what I did. I never wanted to hurt you.” Ethan apologized sincerely.

She looked up at him. Her eyes watered as she reminisced. “But you did, you hurt all of us.” He looked away sadly. Now it was his turn for eyes to water.

“None of what happened between us was fake, I did love you. I still do,” Ethan said softly.

She only sniffed in response, turning her face away as he reached out to touch her cheek.

“He looks like me.” Ethan stated, dryly chuckling. Y/N nodded as she smiled sadly. “I wanna be in your life, and in his, what’s his name again?”

“Oliver, and I don’t know Eth. I have to think about it,” she answered. Ethan nodded, not saying anything else. They sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes, both quietly crying.

“I don’t want him to end up like me.” Ethan’s voice cracked as he admitted his fear.

“He’s not,”

Ethan cut her off. “Please don’t let him end up like me. He can’t. I don’t want him to be scared of me either. I wouldn’t hurt him, never.”

“I know, Ethan,” she comforted him, grabbing his forearm.

“The way you looked at me, I would break if he ever looked at me that way you did.”

He rested his head on her hand, holding her wrist as his tears stained her sleeve. Her heart broke at the sight of him. She almost forgot about the unspeakable things he had committed. She didn’t look at him like he was Ghostface, but like he was Ethan. Her Ethan. She hated herself for wanting Ethan in Ollie’s life, to toss Chad out like he hadn’t been there since the beginning.

“You can go with us tomorrow, I have to get some stuff for him.” She offered.

He nodded, wiping his tears. “Thank you,”

He continued to hold onto her arm, breathing heavily as he calmed himself down. She didn’t know how she was going to deal with Chad about the next day, but she expected nothing but resentment from him. Hell, resentment from the whole group. She already had felt it from Sam. But, she was secretly happy. Happy that Ethan told her he loved her, even if it was in his own sick and twisted version of love. She was happy, for the first time in a year. She just needed to protect Ollie; how hard would that be?

—

It was a very awkward walk to the store. Y/N pushed Ollie in his little stroller, Chad walking next to her, and Ethan on her other side. Ethan wanted to carry the baby bag, but Chad insisted he carry it. Ethan secretly hated how Chad acted like a father figure to Ollie. He was his after all.

Chad opened the door for her, and then Ethan. Y/N softly muttered something as she looked at the small piece of paper in her hands. Chad stood next to her, looking over her shoulder.

“What all do you need?” Ethan asked her.

Chad glanced up at him in silence. Ethan had hoped Chad’s states would fade as time went on. “Uhm, we need to get those puffs he likes. Also he needs a new sweater, cause someone stretched out his old one,” she pointed her eyes at Chad.

“How was I supposed to know you can’t put it in the dryer?”

She shook her head, smiling. “How about Chad and I get the puffs while you get the sweater?” Ethan suggested. The other two looked at him blankly.

“That’s fine with…me,” Y/N trailed off, looking towards Chad. He scoffed and shrugged his shoulders.

“Fine.” He said before leading Ethan down an aisle.

Chad’s eyes wandered over the shelves while Ethan played with the zipper on his jacket. Truth be told, even though Ethan resented Chad for his role in Ollie’s life, he missed him. He was his only friend after all. He missed their late nights when they talked about girls and played video games.

“Chad?” Ethan asked softly.

Chad only grunted in response, reaching for a can on the shelf. “I know what I did, unforgivable, but I really am sorry. Deep down I didn’t want to do it,”

“Then why’d you do it?” Chad asked in a monotone voice.

“I wanted to make my father proud, I guess. I did care about you guys.” Ethan admitted.

Chad finally looked at him, for the first time without anger, only hurt. “You were my best friend,”

“I know,” Ethan swallowed.

“I told you everything about me. I cried with you,”

“I know,”

Chad ran his hand on the side of his face, trying desperately not to cry. “You were my best friend too.” Ethan said.

Chad laughed dryly. He didn’t feel like the man he was now, he felt small like the boy he was when he first got stabbed. It hurt, literally and mentally, when he found out Ethan had stabbed him, but right now hurt more.

“I don’t know what I have to do to earn your trust again, but I’m gonna do it. I miss you,” Ethan’s voice slightly cracked as he placed his hand on Chad’s shoulder. Chad didn’t trust him still, but he nodded as a tear rolled down his cheek. A part of him believed him though, believed that the nerdy boy he befriended was still in there.

“I miss you too,” Chad responded sadly.

The sounds of Ollie’s giggles made both boys’ heads turn.

“You find it?” Y/N asked, pushing the stroller with one hand, holding Ollie in the other. Ethan rushed to take a hold of the stroller.

Chad paid at the counter, and Y/N looked over at Ethan. His hands fiddled with the handle of the stroller, and Y/N softly smiled. “You wanna hold him?” She asked softly. Ethan jerked his head towards her.

“Are you sure?” He asked, carefully.

She nodded, and she lifted Ollie to pass him to Ethan’s hands. Ethan gently held him, resting him on his right hip. He wrapped an arm around Ollie’s back, and his other hand was steady on his side. Ollie looked confused, pursing his bottom lip as he furrowed his brows at Ethan.

Ethan smiled and let out a choked laugh. “Chad, look,” Ethan said, proudly showing Chad. Chad only fake-smiled, and returned his attention to the cashier. Ollie continued to judge Ethan. He let out a high-pitched “Mph!” before reaching out for Chad.

“It’s okay,” Y/N comforted Ethan by placing a hand on his shoulder as Chad took Ollie into his arms. “He just has to get used to you.”

Ethan nodded sadly, watching as Ollie’s demeanor changed with Chad. Chad carried him all the way home, with Ethan skulking behind him. He watched Ollie as he slept peacefully on Y/N’s chest. She was sprawled out on the couch, and Ethan had just gotten out of a shower. His head leaned against the cushion as he admired both of their features.

“Y/N,” He spoke softly, as to avoid waking up Ollie. She hummed in response, slightly turning her head towards Ethan. “Anything you want, I’m gonna give it to you.”

“You don’t have to-”

“Yes I do. I have to give you everything, Chad too. I owe it to you guys.” Ethan cut her off. She didn’t respond. She moved a few curls out of Ollie’s face. “I love you guys.”

“We love you too.”

He scoffed. “I think Chad hates my guts.”

She sighed, readjusting Ollie onto her lower stomach. “He doesn’t hate you. He hates what you did, yeah, but I know he misses you. You were his closest friend since,” She trailed off, not wanting to mention Wes.

“Yeah, I know.” Ethan stated. “But the others,”

“Oh, they hate your guts.” She said, slightly laughing nervously. He nodded, giving her a faux smile. He reached over for her hand, and she let him. They both smiled at each other, and a part of Y/N felt guilty for forgiving him so fast. She didn’t fret about it for too long. Ethan hesitantly grabbed Ollie’s small hand, letting Ollie sleepily squeeze his fingers around two of Ethan’s fingers.

“See,” Y/N whispered, watching. “He just has to warm up to you.”

Ethan smiled, still looking at Ollie. His mouth was open, and drool was pooling on her shirt from her mouth. Still, he looked perfect. No, Ollie would never end up like Ethan, and Ethan knew that now. “By the way he loves sharks,” Y/N added.

He laughed, and kissed Ollie on the top of his forehead. “Noted.”

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samandcolbyownme · 4 months

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This will contain how I think coming into a poly relationship with Sam and Colby would go, just summarized.

This is purely fiction, not facts. Please don’t come at me if you think something doesn’t sound right. Thank you and enjoy.

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You’ve been friends since high school and developed a friendship that other people arce envious of.

“How long have you known Sam and Colby?” The interviewer asks as she looks over at you. You shrug, “I’ve known them since, soph- no.” You correct yourself smiling as the first time meeting replays into your head, “I’ve known them since freshman year of high school and they’re two of the greatest friends I’ve ever had.”

You crushed on them on and off throughout high school, but since you all were friends, you didn’t want to make it weird. You would just talk to your best friend about it, hoping to get over it as soon as you possible could.

“Do you like Sam, or do you like Colby?” You friend asks with a slight smirk. You shrug, “I love them both, obviously. Besides you, they’re my two closest friends.” You sigh, “Key word, being friends. I just don’t want to fuck it up and ruin my friendship with them, you know?”

Once high school ended, Sam and Colby’s channel grew big, and you grew with it. They made sure not to forget you, and that meant moving into a house with them.

“Here.” Colby walks up to you, taking your box from your arms, “I got it.” You smile up at him, “Thank you.” You bit your lip, watching him walk up the steps. You jump slightly when you feel Sam’s arm snake around your waist, “Well, honey. We’re home.”

The feelings you had for them in high school were coming back stronger. You started to really like Sam first, the way he made you smile. The way he made you feel. Everything just felt right with him, and when you were finally mustering up the courage to tell Sam, you were blindsided and left confused on what to do when the same feelings you had for Sam, popped up for Colby, too - and those too were strong.

You sat on the couch, chewing on your lip as you were trying to find the right words to put in to the tell all message you were planning on sending to Sam. As you stared at the cursor, watching it blink as your mind raced, Colby comes down the steps, “Hey, sweetheart. Have you seen my black sweatshirt?” You lock your phone and get up to walk over to the dryer, “I washed it for you.” He walks over, standing close to you, “Thank you, sweetheart.” He gives you a smile and brushes his hand against yours as he takes it, and all it took was one little word and you were hooked on him, exactly like you were hooked on Sam.

There was constant flirting. With them separately and even as a group and the longer you lived together, the more it really seemed like you were together. For a while, you just kind of went with it, but when you seen relationship rumors about either one of them floating around on the web, you’d get jealous.

“Wear something pretty for dinner tomorrow night. We’re going someplace fancy.” Colby smiles at you, giving you a wink before leaving the doorway of your room. You smiled at him, biting your lip as you felt all giddy inside. That was quickly ripped away when you scrolled down through twitter. Your eyes scanning over the multiple tweets replying to ‘So does Sam have a new gf because if so.. I need to know who she is’. You felt almost sick, mainly because you loved him at this point, and it was getting harder to conceal your feelings for not only him, but both.

After a few weeks of continuing to suppress your feelings, it only took one night and a few drinks with your best friend to finally comes to terms with what you wanted to do.

“I think..” you take the final shot of the night, putting the lime wedge between your teeth to bite before dropping it on the napkin, “..I’m just.. going to do it. I’m going to tell them.” You laugh slightly, looking up at your friend, “What should I do?” She rests her lime on the napkin and leans in, “I think you’ll be surprised by what you hear.” You give her a confused look, getting distracted by your phone lighting up. A text from Sam lets you know that they’re there to get you - Once you’re home, your friend goes up to your room and you walk over to the couch, Sam and Colby behind you. They make small talk with you, asking how your night went, etc. etc. You lean forward, mind still dizzy from the shots, “I have to tell you something and it might affect the way you look at me from here on out but I have to say it.” They stare at you, nodding to allow you to continue. You feel like you could puke, but it was from your nerves. You turn towards them, looking down before you take a deep breath, “I like you. Both of you. I don’t know how it happened, when it happened, but I do.” You look up at them and they both look at each other, smiling as they laugh slightly. Sam smirks, “Why do you think we brought you with us?”

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This is all I could think of, so I hope you enjoyed it!

I have a Sam one that I plan to do like my first Colby one, but if you have any ideas, let me know!

Likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated! 🖤

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stuffforme2 · 2 months

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Okay listen I lvoe the pjo books and series with all ym heart but.. everyone talks about them like they're perfect WHICH THEYRE NOT any problems are kinda brushed under the rug and I find thst kinda werid? Like you'll see other books and TV shows get dragged and canceled for the stuff in Riordan books and yet pjo doesn't?? So.. uhhHHHH yeah that's jsut something I noticed.

The weird relationshipd ynamics. Rick is like allergic to someone bring okay with being single or jsut aromantic like you can say Reyna but her having a crush kn Jason?? Yes she rejected Apollo but her relationship with Jason deterioted brcuz she had a 'crush' on the guy and that doesn't really amke sense to me (I can go into so much detail kn this)

AND LEO AND CALYPSO OMFG that is a toxic relationship. The age gap. The way calypso treats Leo. The fact Leo SHOULD NOT be with someone like this man hasn't dealt with his attachment and Abandonment issues like st all?!

The literal only black character in the pjo books being beckendorf.. then he dies. Then the Korean/Asian (I'm not sure sorry) character dies, Ethan. And like I understand Percy is hinted st being Hispanic (have seen many ppl talk about this dont mnow if it's common knowldhe) but it's never confirmed or added??? I know Rick fixes it later but it's still weird to me lmaoo

Rick unable to keep consistent personality. Woobigying Nico OH MY GOD NICO HE BECOMES GAY AND THSTS WHDT EVERYONE FUCKING FOCUSES ON AND HE SHOULD'VE NEVER GOTTEN WITH WILL ATLWAST NOT THAT QUICK it's not healthy. Their relationship was rushed and didn't make sense I felt like people only like ot becuz it's a gay relationship??

And oh mygods— Samirah. I am not Muslim and I am not an expert on the Nuslim religion but there is so much shitbthatbeas wrong in thst book that I even knew was incorrect and jsut weird to happen?! The AMOUNT OF TIMES HER HIJAB CAME OFF and I'm also like "yaayyyy representation" but it could've been as easy as one Google search. one.

Jason. Jason as a whole. He had the most potential out of ANYONE and personally I think he had more potential then Percy like his story is so INTERESTING and then.. Rick knocked him iut with a brick multiple times, didn't work kn his sotry or trauma at all, then KILLED HIM. Same with Ethan. I am so Vitter about these two.. HELL EVEN LEO AND FRANK.

Also the way he made Annabeth first quest (first quest SHE IS LEADING AND IS HER PROHECY) all about Percy. I was reading it and I was like "bitxh— this is Annabeth Quest?!" LIKE he it pissed me off that Annabeth was swept to rhe side as Percy's lvoe interest giving her knly enough personality and stary to make her jnteredting enough to eb loved but never delving jntk it into Mark kf Athena and even at Mark of Athena it all rounded back tk her and Percy's relationship LIKE JESUS CHRIST DO THESE MFERS PASS THE BELLDAN TEST?!

The low key incest at the beginning ricj writing that all the demigods had the same impish features at rhe start and then.. jsut.. CHSNGING IT?!

Not letting a virgin goddess who has no history of having children have.. children.. NOW you may be wondering 'but then how would we get Annabeth?'— JUST GiVE ATHENA HER FAVOURITE CHOSEN PPL LIKE SHE DID WITH ODYSSEUS let her stay childless. Jsut let her choose some children she'd like as hers wonce they're Bron and she then blesses them as her heroes, that's how she treats them any way and it also gets rid of the incest?!

Also the fact it's implied that Annabeth is only smart becuz she's a child of Athena.. Rick made a virgin goddess technically have children so he can have a smart women character and that's just.. EuGGHHhHHh JUST LET HER BE SMART IT NOT THAT HARD "Oh, no, I'm not smart because Athena chose me.. Athena chose me because I was already smart" Smacks you with common fucking sense.

Also Annabeth ALWAYS needing to eb saves and its always done by a man. OMFG AND GROVES GF DHE HAS NO PERSONALITY OUTSIDE OF BEING SOEM GUSY GF EVEN THOUGH HES GONE FOR MKNTHS AND BAREKY CONTAXTS HER?!

The whole apheodite cabin. The whole aphrodite cabin. The whole aphrodite cabin.

The fact it's clear Rick doesn't think girly girls cant be strong or into fighting or able to wield a fuckign weapon. The way he makes nearly every girly girl into a total mean bitch or ruins their characters.

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nogenderbee · 10 months

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Could I request Isagi, Bachira, Kunigami, Chigiri, Nagi, Reo with a short yet strong girlfriend rescuing them from a crowd of fangirls by hauling the boys onto her shoulder, saying "This ass is mine!" while slapping their butt and leaving?

Of course! I'm sorry it turned out so short... but I hope you'll like this either way!

short!strong!reader rescues Bachkra, Kunigami, Chigiri, Nagi and Reo from fangirls

TagList: @miya-akane

So I have a feeling like Bachira is a bit weird towards his fangirls because he just like to play around but will be serious if he has to. So when fsngirls started surrounding him he literally just joked around, he even mentioned having a girlfriend plenty of time!

But he could feel someone picking him up either way... he looked for the cause which happened to be no one else than you!

"That ass is mine!!" - and you slapped his ass

"Hehe~ This is!"

He really just has fun from all this situation. He'll literally enjoy being carried by you and may even compliment how stron you are saying how the two of you can carry each other often (he probably also mentions your height on the way-).

But expect him to do the same or something really when he feels jealous, after all he wants to show you how fun this is too!

Now Kunigami isn't the type to ignore or be mean to his fans unless they're really being pushy. So when few fans came to him, he decides to talk with them since he's waiting for you either way, chat was pretty normal but it seems to not matter to you because the next second he knew it, you picked him up...

"That ass is mine!!" - and you slapped his ass

It's safe to say that he literally had pikachu face on... not only because you surprised him by suddenly picking him up out of nowhere but also because you can pick him up... He knew you were strong but now he's impressed! But there's still slight worry about you so he insists you should put him down.

"Y/N, can you put me down? I don't want to be the reason why you may have back problems."

If you agree, he'll calmly wall next to your side. If you don't then there's nothing much he can do about it, so he just decides to stay like that untill you're willing to put him down as he doesn't really mind fans seeing him like this. He thinks he should be proud that his girlfriend is this strong.

Chigiri is also the type to be nice to their fans but he can be harsh if someone's mean or pushy. But since fans that approached him now were sweet, he wasn't harsh at all! Instead he just had peaceful talk with them~

But few minutes of just them talking, he could feel himself getting picked up and he was about to process and defend himself but only a small noise of shock went out as he quickly saw it's his girlfriend.

"That ass is mine!!" - and you slapped his ass

Just you picking him up made him blush ever so slightly but then you also said this?! Now he's really emberrased...

"Y-Y/N... maybe you can... put me down now?"

His face will flushed very time you or someone else mentions this situation to him. He's really just emberrassed because of your boldness... He's of course still impressed by you but the fact that you were in public when you did that is enough to make him flustered.

Let's be honest here, when fsngirls came to Nagi he was literally so confused. He's just waiting for his gf to come back and while playing on his phone... It passed few second and he really was lazily speaking with them just to since he had to wait a bit to start new round either way.

But that's when he felt someone picking him up. He was about to protest and get away from that someone but it happened to be you so he just rested on your shoulder as if it's normal.

"That ass is mine!!" - and you slapped his ass

Well he was shocked but then again, he felt comfortable like this.

"Are you sure you can hold me? If so don't mind if I start another round..."

He's literally acting as if this was your daily life... It's confusing to say the least but it's also good he's not mad at you for that? But prepare that now when showed him how strong you are, he'll start using it to make you carry him around...

When all these fangirls can to Reo, he knew well what to do. He's a loyal men but he's also kind to his fans so he'll be polite but at the same time, he won't let it go too far.

But it seems like you aren't the patianet or calm time to begin with and he probably knows it well. Because I'm this moment when he's calmly talking, he can feel someone picking him up...

"That ass is mine!!" - and you slapped his ass

He was shocked to say the least... he knew you were strong for your height but you literally picked him up and now are even running away with him?! As much as he finds it amusing, he also finds is quite emberrassing...

"Y/N... you can put me down now..."

He wanted to go down with hopes that no one else saw him like that, or took a photo... it'd be at least emberrassing to see this moment go through internet...

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rafesveryrealgf · 10 months

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Steve Harrington x reader

Summary: moody gf!reader + Steve who puts up with it

Warnings: f!reader, arguing, cursing,

You slid out of his BMW, slamming the door behind you. You cringed at the door slamming, knowing Steve loved his car almost as much as he loved you, which was a lot and although you were mad, you knew you’d get over it soon enough and regret treating his car so poorly.

You hadn’t spoken to him the whole car ride, upset that when you and Robin had left him alone for all of five minutes at a party, you’d come back to see one of his old high-school flings clinging onto him.

“Hey! You can be mad at me but don’t take it out on my car, alright?” He yelled as he rounded from his side of the car.

“Fuck you and your stupid fucking car!” You waved him off as you made your way up the driveway, childishly shooting him the finger before you made it to the front door. “Hurry up and unlock the door.”

Steve shook his head whilst rubbing his temples as if he was stressed, but he still did as he was told. Stepping quicker to his moody girlfriend than he had been before.

You wanted to go home, you wanted to lay in your bed and cry into your pillow, and maybe you were being sensitive, and feeling a tad bit insecure but Steve wouldn’t take you home, he knew that you wouldn’t talk to him for the rest of the night if he did because you were just that stubborn so he refused.

Steve finally got to the door and unlocked it and signaled for you to go in first, because no matter how much you stressed him out, he was still a complete softy for you. “You won’t even let me explain what happened, baby.”

If you and Steve hadn’t been together for two years at this point you would’ve felt weird walking into his house right after saying ‘fuck you’ to him, but you were just that comfortable in the relationship by now.

“Don’t baby me, Steve.” You sneered at him and slid into the doorway and began walking up the stairs, taking two at a time like an angry child as he followed behind like a lost puppy.

“No, don’t Steve me, baby. Let me at least explain and then you can decide if you still wanna be mad at me, yeah?”

You plopped down on his bed when you finally made it into his familiar room. His room smelled just like him, and it was always surprisingly tidy. Steve stood in front of you, peering down at you from his position with his beautiful doe eyes that made you want to melt, with one of his leg in between your knees.

You looked up at him and rolled your eyes, a signal for him to spit out whatever he had to say.

“Look, she was super fucking drunk,”

“I don’t give a fuck, Steve. You should’ve pushed her off!” You cut him off and turned your head away from him, too upset to look at him.

He hooked a finger under your chin, forcing you lightly to look at him. “Trust me. I tried, sweetheart.” He said softly.

You knew you were being unreasonable at this point. The thought of Steve cheating was laughable. He was sweet, he was caring, he was the best boyfriend you’d ever had. Him being so sweet came with flaws though. He was too scared to look like a dick. But does that mean you weren’t allowed to be upset when your boyfriend is offering up his shoulder to an ex fling?

“Bullshit,” you were blinking harshly, afraid tears would soon come spilling from your eyes.

“Don’t be like that. Don’t push me away.” Steve was shaking his head in disbelief, afraid to say the wrong thing, because there was no way in hell you actually believed he gave a shit about any other girls that weren’t you, but he refused to let you feel insecure.

He kneeled in front of you when you went silent, placing a reassuring hand to your thigh. Both of you now face to face. “I was trying to be nice.” He looked at you with glassy eyes that made your heart soften. God, you could never stay mad at him.

“I know,” You did know. You knew how he was when you first started dating, you knew what you were getting yourself into dating the nice guy and asking him to be a dick to everyone that’s not you, wasn’t fair to him. “I hate when you’re nice to girls that aren’t me though.” You caved.

Steve barked out a laugh before resting his forehead against yours and tucking your flyaways behind your ear. “I’m sorry, princess. I’ll do better.” He whispered.

“Ugh,” You threw your head back. “No, I’m sorry.. I’m being a bitch.” You finally admitted to your very stressed out boyfriend. “Just hate sharing you, you know?”

“Share me? Baby.. you don’t have to share me,” he stood back up then bent down to give you a slow, passionate kiss. “Ever.”

You closed your eyes at the feel of his reassuring lips on yours, nodding slowly.

“You know,” he started as he kissed your jawline. “If you want me to be a dick to everyone,” he left another kiss to your lips before speaking again. “I can do that.. Can’t have my girl feeling like there’s anyone else out there for me.” He kissed you one more time, placing his hand on the back of your neck to deepen it.

#steve harrington #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fanfic #steve stranger things #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington one shot #stranger things x reader #stranger things

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fqiryspit · 2 years

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LITTLE TITTY GF + EREN HEADCANONS

an: I hope this doesn't seem too weird lmao. very me just wanting eren to praise me for tiny tits lol. itty bitty tits and biggy litty tits and all beautiful! this is honestly just written for me and for my confidence 💀 eren loves all tit sizes! from big to small this horn dog is in love <3 this isn't me saying that eren doesn't like big tits!! please don't take this the wrong way omggg 😭

cw: boobie talk, use of "little tits" and such, eren being a perv, cocky eren asf, reader described as "tiny", breeding kink, titty attention <3

Erens always liked big tits. it wasn't a deal breaker, it wasn't a pick and choosy thing...just...a plus.

he wouldn't scope out big tittied girls, that wasn't his thing, honestly, he is pretty popular so he usually had girls in his face, and usually, those girls were more...plump in some areas.

he wouldn't go as far to say people would chase after him -even tho that's exactly what happens, this man is gorgeous- but if he needed a quick hook up, it wouldn't be hard to get one.

so yeah, fuck, sue him, he'd gravitate to girls with bigger tits. he likes to suck, pull, fuck them so why would he not?

and then he met you.

this tiny ass girl with the cutest little tits ever and one hell of an attitude, and this boy is suddenly chasing you

and fuck, you're adorable. he's all of the sudden the type to hold your purse and follow you like a lost puppy because damn without you he feels like one.

he never saw it as a downside or something that you just simply lack, that doesn't matter to him.

and when you guys fucked for the first time, he went up to those tittys and slobbered them with kisses, licks, and some bites. he sucked at them forever and you couldn't help but feel shocked because no one paid any attention to them before

and when he noticed how honestly shocked you were, and when you moaned a confession that, "no one has ever done this to me before" he felt a little pissed off at the other guys for treating you that way.

and yeah, he found it fucking hot that when his cock was ramming in and out of you, you grabbed on yourself, grabbing at your little tits as you screamed his name had him almost fucking cumming

it was just the way you pulled at your perky little nips that had him throwing his head back and rubbing your clit because fuck, if you didn't cum soon he was about to ruin your orgasm.

and when you did he shot his baby batter straight into your womb <3 cuz shawty is about to make those itty bitty titties to milked-filled ones ♡

an: the ending kinda seems weird, it's not him trying to make her boobies big dw, it's just mf has a breeding kink 💀 again, thank you guys for 2k!!! I'll post smth soon ofc, it's just I've wanted to write something about tiny boobies and eren for a while now, just didn't know if I'd get hate on it or not lmao. anywho, ilysm mwuah! <3

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flamingo-writes · 1 year

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hey I had a request if that's okay

Could you do something about hobie being jealous of a guy who keep talking to their gf ( the reader ofc)? I feel like hobie would not be the type of guy who would be really jealous because he would know that at the end of the day it's him that gets to kiss you, but I still want to see what he would be like if he was.

English is not my first language, so sorry if there are spelling mistakes

Oooof Listen, this got me thinking on how exactly could Hobie be while jealous! Let’s goooo! I feel this would fit better as headcanons.

The Dopest Trip — Hobie x Reader

Title based off Pretty Fly (for a White Guy) by The Offspring.

Warnings: perhaps Hobie being a little bit too cruel.

Hobie isn’t by any means someone who gets jealous easily.

He’s confident, and he always speaks his mind.

And you’ve known each other for as long as you can remember, and having dating for a while now, the both of you always voiced your thoughts to each other.

Hobie could look at multiple guys try to flirt with you, and because he knew you, and he trusted you, he never felt jealous.

In fact, he’d sit back and watch how you epically rejected these guys, sometimes even scared them away by saying something completely weird and wild. He had fun seeing you behave like the absolute weirdest person to scare people off. Very rarely you’d say “oh I have a boyfriend” because the two of you knew that never worked.

Guys never gave a shit whether someone was single or taken, so saying you had a boyfriend was not a solution to get them off your back. So you turned into acting like a total freak to scare them away.

However there was this one specific guy who didn’t seem to get scared off by your wild comments and crazy acting.

This guy in particular pissed Hobie off.

Not because he was good looking, but he seemed determined to get into your pants. Even when you said the most fucked up shit, he wasn’t easily scared away. This guy simply pissed Hobie off because he was always flying around you like some annoying fly.

During a gig, — one in which Hobie wasn’t up on stage playing —, you were happily jumping and dancing. Taking a few pictures, Hobie towered behind you, mostly watching over you so you didn’t get pushed around, or accidentally being pushed into the mosh pit, or someone tried to grope you.

As one of the songs ended, you turned to Hobie and told him you were thirsty.

“I’ll go get us some water, babe,” He said into your ear as the music was still very loud.

In the three minutes he was away getting to bottles of water, he saw That Guy approaching you. His face flinched and turned sour as this guy was awfully close to you, clearly trying to touch you, while everything in your body language said: “don’t”

While normally he’d never interfere and just watch you deal with them on your own, this time Hobie would go up there and play the Boyfriend card.

Hobie walked up to you, kissed the top of your head while his eyes glared at the other guy. “Got your water, babe,” He said handing you the bottle. “Who’s this?” He asked in a sassy voice.

“Who—?” the guy asked. “Babe? You have a boyfriend?” He said looking up at Hobie as Hobie stood way taller than the other guy. “You never said you had a boyfriend!”

“She doesn’t owe you any explanations,” Hobie intervened before you could do it.

“Let’s go, Hobes, he’s not worth it…” You hissed trying to get away from the guy.

“You little bitch, I’ve been trying to get your attention this whole time, you telling me you had a boyfriend would’ve been good from the start!”

“What did you say?” Hobie asked.

“I have told you every single time you talk to me, that I am not interested and I do not want to hang out with you. If you can’t respect my own boundaries, I don’t think you’d respect me having a boyfriend!” You snapped.

Hobie walked up to the guy and grabbed him by the shirt as he pushed him against the closest door. While the guy was buffer —although shorter— than Hobie, Hobie was taller and simply stronger. His super human strength was perfectly hidden behind his lanky body. And as the guy tried to push him off, the horror began to sink in as he realised Hobie was actually stronger than him.

“You’re pathetic,” He growled, “either you are stupid enough to not understand the meaning of ‘not interested’, or you’re stupid enough to think that insisting will make girls like you. Got breaking news for you, mate; girls will not like you if you don’t take seriously what they say. That includes respecting their decisions and their rejection. So either man up, and learn to listen, or keep behaving like the pathetic street dog you are, and keep being rejected,”

“Fuck off, you wanker!”

Hobie let out a deep laugh before smashing the guy against the wall. “I’m not joking around here, you arse,” Hobie growled. “You do not go around harassing women, especially my girlfriend. Second, you do not call her a bitch, next time you do, I’m gonna make sure you regret every single second of your pathetic little life,” His eyes got colder and threatening, his grip tight, with his fists close to the guy’s face. “Third, if I see your stupid face anywhere near her, or if I see you making anyone uncomfortable, I’m also going to make you regret being born, do you understand me?”

The guy now scared with Hobie looked at him with wide eyes and nodded.

“Repeat what I just said,”

“I-I will stay away from your girlfriend…”

“What else?”

“Nor harassing women”

“Or what?”

“You’re gonna kick my ass,”

“Good,” Hobie hissed and let go of the guy.

As he turned around, he walked up to you, wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you close. He pressed a kiss on your forehead as he glared at the guy, staring at him with such pettiness, the guy felt intimidated by Hobie.

“If that guy shows up his face around you again, tell me right away,” Hobie whispered as he gently grabbed you by the shoulders. “Are you okay?”

“I am. What happened?”

“Scared the living shit out of’im” Hobie said nonchalantly. “Told him if I saw him around you, he was gonna regret it…”

“Thank you, Hobie…”

“Anything for my girlie” He purred as he cupped your face and pulled you closer, kissing you sweetly.

#hobie brown x y/n #hobie x reader #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown headcanons #hobie headcanons #hobie fanfic #Hobie Brown

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Idk if you’ve talked about this already and this is not a defense of her but it is interesting to me how people take the comment from Kelly about a “magical moment” with Max (and why would you ever admit this? you couldn’t water board this shit out of me) when he was 18/19 to run with as her grooming him or being a pedophile but see Pierre’s and Kika as #goals.

Bc only one of them actually started dating their significant other when they were 19 and it wasn’t Kelly. Mind you Pierre is 7 years older than Kika.

Or even Checo and his wife. They announced their relationship when she was 19 and already pregnant with their first child. (He is almost 8 years older than her.)

Now like I said, this is not a defense of Kelly but I am asking the question what the difference here is? Why do people see it so differently when the women is older? (This actually reminds me of that new “The Idea of You” movie but that’s not the point.)

Simple answer? Misogyny.

Don’t get me wrong, I am all for holding them accountable and talking about this but then we have to talk about all of them and not only her.

I acc have NOT talked abt this and literally me and frnd just discussed this yesterday and it ended up in us making a whole timeline on checos marriage😭,

No1 Pierre and Kika

Honestly, I love kika (literally followed her bfr I knew pierre and her were together), pierre dating her at that age WAS wrong. Gave me the absolute ick. Disgusting. I feel like ppl don't realise how weird it is bc they're both in their 20s. But it IS weird. Literally unfollowed him as soon as I found out. (Word to word same story with este and his gf). Also kika posting a Starbucks cup on her story when the boycott was already at its peak, made me unfollow her just as quick. (If someone has an ss of that please send it in, I had to change phones and mines gone now. I can't find it online either)

No2 Checo and Carola

Shes 26/ 27 rn. He's 34.

They got engaged in 2017, she was NINETEEN/ TWENTY he was TWENTY SEVEN. OBVIOUSLY they HAD to be dating bfr that bc that was their ENGAGEMENT, so he was literally dating her back when she was younger than 19 guys. MAD

I never really felt anything towards checo when I first got into f1, but I remeber finding this out and feeling so SHOCKED.

Also I don't rlly care much abt who drivers date, and I absolutely hate WAG gossip accs, but that doesn't mean I won't be weirded out/ digusted when drivers do smthng THIS questionable😭

#checo perez #pierre gasly #kika gomes #carola martinez #formula one #f1 #formula 1 #nep's inbox🪐

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Parallel Hearts - Chapter 5

Synopsis: Never in your wildest dreams you imagined that you’ll meet your ult bias. But it seems that the universe really loves you this time. Will Jeon Jungkook notice you?

Genre: for all chapters- Fluff, Smut, Angst

Pairing: idol Jeon Jungkook x fem reader, idol Kim Mingyu x fem reader, idol X x fem reader

Warning: for all chapters- Kissing/Nudity/Sex scene/Pet names/Angst Minors don’t interact!

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Word count: 4681

I can't wait to continue with the next chapter and with the drama. You're welcome to leave a comment and reblog.

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Weeks passed and your life seemed like it got better with each day. The sadness from your last breakup faded away slowly but surely. You had Mingyu now, and you’ve been spending time together whenever he could. It was the same story all over again with his busy schedule, dating an idol, missing him, feeling lonely at night.

Your feelings for him started to flourish and you felt closer and closer. It just felt comfortable, felt right. The trust was there already, you knew he would do anything for you. He even dropped his friendship with Jungkook for you, because he felt you were being played.

How did you feel dating one of the most wanted men in the country? Hell, you were ecstatic. He would bring you flowers or gifts every time you would see each other, he would cook for you, spoil you in all ways, make plans for the future, and he was just such a happy positive person.

I mean, was this dating? Were you a couple? You never talked about that, you just kept seeing each other and having amazing sex. But you were falling in love with him and you felt loved.

He would always insist that you went to all his concerts, he had a thing for fucking you after. So he was desperate to fly you wherever he was touring, find you a room in the exact hotel he was staying at. He was always sneaking out of his room at night and come to your room to fuck you dumb. And you loved it.

Today was one of those days when you would get at the hotel after the concert and you would wait for him in your room. But in stead of having dinner only the two of you, he came to pick you up and go to the hotel’s restaurant which was pretty empty. Only the members were there and a part of the staff. You felt shy, it was the first time when he would bring you to a gathering while being his gf.

You both sat at the table where most of the members were, you all greeted each other. They seemed pretty shocked to see you there, so you had to ask Mingyu if they knew about your relationship. He just nodded and changed the subject really fast.

Was really late in the night, around 2 AM when they decided to move to a room and they chose Dino’s room. They dragged you along with them, promising there will be fun games. And to be honest, you always wanted to play mafia with them, and it’s the game you suggested.

At this point, you felt a bit more comfortable around them, plus you had some to drink so you felt pretty social. DK was being very loud, as usual, just singing when you least expected. Dino and Mingyu seemed pretty drunk but at the same time they can drink a lot, till the morning and still be able to walk. Joshua and Seungkwan were drunk too, but they were quiet. Seungcheol kept on being clingy with the members, while Hoshi was fucked, face red, holding DK’s hand and kissing it. The others were pretty chill, maybe just tipsy.

Mafia started and you knew it will get so funny that you’ll die laughing. You were chosen as a mafia, along with Cheol and Hoshi, but you were very confident in your acting skills. You had a great poker face too.

The first round was just chaos. You tried to be quiet and pretend to observe to see who’s acting weird enough to point them as mafia. Then all of the sudden, Hoshi gets up and points at you.

Hoshi: You!!! You are a mafia, aren’t you?

You were flabbergasted. Like…he was supposed to be in your team. Did the idiot forget you were both mafia?

Y/N: Me? Why me?

Hoshi: I think you have been really quiet, and you know…the quiet ones end up being the mafia.

Y/N: That makes no sense, I am quiet all the time.

Seungcheol: That’s right, she’s just a quiet person. What do you expect her to do, jump on chairs?

Cheol was trying to put some sense into Hoshi and keep me in the game. And for the moment it worked, you thought he remembered that we were on the same team.

Y/N: But you know what’s the good thing about being quiet? You can observe others behavior. And I think I know who the mafia is.

Mingyu: Who? Who?

Y/N: Wonwoo has been incredibly quiet, don’t you think?

Everyone jumped in agreement, he was really quiet tonight. So when all had to chose someone to kill, Wonwoo was the group’s choice. But of course he was just a villager. You pretended to act shocked and sad about it. Then the mafias had to decide who to kill and the three of you raised your heads. Cheol kept making faces at Hoshi for coming after you and decided to take DK out.

For round 2, it seemed that a little group formed and Jeonghan was very serious about Hoshi being the mafia. He even convinced others to chose the same. You and Cheol tried to put it on someone else, but didn’t work, everyone was just following Jeonghan.

Hoshi: Ok, I am the mafia. And! I will tell you another mafia if you keep me in the game.

Everyone was screaming, laughing, on the floor. You just knew he will pick you. Cheol went to Hoshi to pull on his shirt and ask him if he’s really going to say it, laughing to mask the fact that he was also a mafia.

Hoshi: Y/N! she’s the mafia!

You tried to convince them that he was trying to take a villager out and not to trust him, but in the end they chose to take you out and keep him.

Seungkwan: Wait a minute! Y/N, if you tell us who’s the third mafia, we will let you live.

Y/N: I’m not some traitor like others.

You were giving the stinky eye to Hosi. God, you could not stand hm at this point. What the hell was his problem? So they took you out and you went to sit next to Wonwoo while they were cheering for taking a mafia out. Mingyu gave you a pouty face and you went to whisper in his ear that you will go to your room to sleep. You wished everyone good night and left.

You were fuming. Not because of a silly game, but because Hoshi did it intentionally. You knew it, it was so obvious he didn’t like you. Next time, you decided to stick up for yourself in front of him and stop being such a plant.

A shower was the best idea to calm down, so you turned the hot water on and got naked. After not even 5 minutes, as you were washing yourself, you felt someone grabbing your waist from behind. That made you jump and push him back, but he was too strong for you. After one second, you thought it must be Mingyu, since he had the second card to your room.

Mingyu: I dropped the game and came right away.

Y/N: Only because you are horny and want to get your dick wet.

Mingyu: And because I like you.

You were already angry because of stupid Hoshi, so you thought it was the perfect moment to ask Mingyu what was going on between you two. So you pushed yourself and turned to him.

Y/N: Gyu, why do you like me? You like me as a friend, as a fuckbuddy, as a gf? What do you want from me? I think we need to talk about this. I need to know what I am to you.

He was a little surprised about the questions, but he knew that one of these days you will need to talk about your relationship.

Mingyu: I like you as a person, friend, fuckbuddy and gf, all together. I mean, we are together, aren’t we? I have only been seeing you, no one else.

Y/N: Mingyu, I have feelings for you and I really don’t want to play games. I had my heart broken already so many times, and the last time you were there. You know how much it hurt, you saw me at my worst. If you’re not going to be exclusive with me, tell me now and let’s end this.

Mingyu: Where is this coming from? Baby, I promise I have been seeing only you these weeks since our first night together, and I plan to keep it that way. You’re my girl and I love you.

At that point, all the frustration you were keeping inside just made you cry. You hugged him and cried in the shower. He made sure to help you wash, dry you and put you into bed. Then he kept you close into his arms and gave you the sweetest kisses.

Mingyu: Please don’t be sad, I am not going anywhere. I am yours, as you are mine.

And his words came out in such a tender voice that made you melt and you just wanted him more. So you grabbed his ridiculously handsome face and kissed him passionately, like there was no tomorrow. Your hands moving all over his body wish rush. Under his t-shirt, under his shorts. You loved how receptive he was to you, how fast he would get hard for you.

Y/N: Gyu. I need you. Need to feel you now.

He pulled you on top of him and pulled his shorts down. The tip of his cock was right on your entrance, rubbing slowly.

Mingyu: Shit, you’re wet already. All for me. Ride me baby. Ride my cock, use it, cum on it.

His hands were holding your waist and he was helping you sink down on his length, pushing slightly. You were a hot mess, moaning his name on repeat, feeling every inch of him going deeper. You wanted to see him, watch his beautiful face react to you fucking him, so you lifted yourself off his chest and put your hands on his thighs, leaning a bit back.

He could see the show, how his cock was going in and out of your pussy and how wet you were. your hips were moving slowly over him, in circles, trying to make yourself cum. his hands went to your ass, squeezing it hard, as his high was approaching fast.

Y/N: God, right there, like that.

Mingyu: You look so beautiful right now and I don’t think I’ll be able to keep it much longer.

Y/N: Want me to cum on your cock, baby? Tell me!

Mingyu: Ahhh, you’re so bad. You take me so good, so good for me. Cum on my cock, baby!

Y/N: Tell me how much you want it.

Mingyu: Pleaseee! Please, princess, I wanna feel you clench around me.

Y/N: Then watch me cum all over that dick.

You kept rotating your hips over his lap, faster, sinking into him deeper and you came so hard that you couldn’t keep your eyes open. Your fingers were grasping on his skin so tight. Your orgasms kept on washing over you, the intensity made you lean over his chest, your hands around his neck, squeezing it tight.

Somehow, that action made his cock twitch inside you and you felt him spill his cum deep and hard. He was a moaning mess too, so loud when he came. But you didn’t stop. Oh no, you kept riding him, still clenching the fuck out of his cock.

Mingyu: Baby, please.

Y/N: Please, what?

Mingyu: So sensitive, I can’t…

Y/N: I know you can fill me up again.

Your hands were more rough on his neck right now. And he filled you with his seed once again, in seconds.

Mingyu: Ohh shit! Fuck! So good!

Both of you were spent and stopped from moving. But you were into a slow passionate kiss now.

Y/N: I didn’t know you were into being choked?

Mingyu: Me either, but I really loved it.

After you showered and got back into bed to sleep, you remembered he told you he loved you earlier that night when he came back to your room. And you needed to let him know that you feel the same, so knowing he was not asleep yet, you got close to his ear and whispered you loved him too.

Mingyu: I know.

And he gave you a sweet kiss.

Now it was easier, knowing exactly where you two stand. Hana was happy for you. So happy that she would keep you posted with all the gossip about your new bf. There were a lot of rumors about him and other female idols, you just brushed it off. You knew how the media in Korea was.

Hana: You know...I think Mingyu is more handsome than Jungkook. And he’s taller.

Y/N: Ugh, don’t remind me of that snake. I’m so glad I got him out of my system.

Hana: Since your man is out of the country, do you wanna maybe do something tonight after work?

Y/N: On a week day?

Hana: Yeah, why not? Maybe dinner and then a drink or two at a fancy bar. A friend of mine opened one last week and he keeps begging me to go. What’s wrong, your boy doesn’t let you go out without him now?

Y/N: You know he’s not jealous like that. But ok, if you want to go out, I guess we can stop by your friend’s bar. And I really crave some steak today.

After you left work later that day, you made a stop to her house, then yours, to change into something less boring. You couldn’t wait to put some food in your belly.

The restaurant you chose was packed and you should have been used to it by now. You waited for a table for about 10 minutes, then you finally sat down and ordered.

Y/N: I feel like eating everything on this menu, as long as it’s not to spicy.

Hana: Should we get a bottle of soju for warming up for later?

Y/N: Ok, let’s. This reminds me of the times when I was back home, going out with my friends. We would hang out at one’s house and drink before going out to the club. I miss them.

You left the restaurant a little tipsy. You are just not that strong with alcohol. Arriving into the bar Hana talked about, you noticed a big crowd outside, waiting to be let in.

Hana’s friend came outside to let us in, before all those who were waiting. That felt good, not gonna lie. The music inside was not THAT loud, was just perfect to hear each other if you talked close. But you liked the interior and the vibe. Looked like rich people went there and it smelled nice too.

You were introduced to Hana’s friend and his friends. One of them was a guy who seemed European, but you were not sure. After the place got a little more crowded and you had a glass already, you were in the mood to dance. Just hoping there were no creepy dudes there to come and grope you.

You and Hana were in your own world, having dun dancing next to each other and you see the European guy coming to your direction. It was nice to see a face from close to home, but you were not in the mood to chat to guys. When you’re out dancing, you just want to be left alone.

But this guy started to talk and talk. And you’re not the type to smile politely if they keep on talking. You just kept a straight face and eventually told him the music is to loud and you can’t hear him. Then he suggested to go outside and you declined his offer, telling him you just want to dance with your friend.

Somehow, that irritated him and he grabbed your wrist dragged you toward the exit. After a few steps, you were close to fall from the force this jerk was pulling you and your face ran right into his back. He stopped, he was not walking anymore. You took this chance to yank your hand from his and yell at him and kick him in the balls.

His hand was tight on your wrist still and he was not turning to you as you were screaming at him to let you go. Then you realized he was talking to someone. This bitch. You thought. But when you walk in front of him, you stop. Your eyes stare in shock and your mouth drops.

It was fucking Jungkook, coming to save you from another jerk. He saw the scene where the guy wouldn’t leave you be and dragged you so he had to do something. Hana was looking for you and she saw you a few meters in front of her so she came after you.

Jungkook: I thought I told you to let her go. I don’t want to repeat myself.

Jerk: And who are you, her boyfriend or something?

Jungkook: Yeah, I am. Now hands off my girlfriend!

Jungkook grabbed the guy’s wrist and pulled it off yours. You and Hana were just standing there like a couple of scared goats. What was he doing there? Why was he there? The jerk left quick and left the three of you looking at each other with big eyes.

Hana: And for your information, she has a boyfriend. You wish it were still you, but you screwed up.

Jungkook: Oh, she does?

You kicked Hana in the ribs to stop her from talking, but she kept going. She was too drunk to realize.

Hana: Yeah, Mingyu is much more handsome than you. And taller.

Jungkook’s face dropped. You and Mingyu? He couldn’t believe his ears. He didn’t keep in touch with Mingyu much, after he went to the army, but this was a lot to take in. He couldn’t believe his friend would do this.

Jungkook: Oh. Well, of course he’s your bf now.

Y/N: What’s that supposed to mean?

Jungkook: Doesn’t matter, maybe you two deserve each other.

Y/N: This coming from someone like you.

You huffed and turned away from him to leave. He grabbed your arm to stop you.

Jungkook: Wait, we need to talk.

Y/N: I’d rather put a cactus up my ass than talk to you.

You yanked your arm and left with Hana. Got out of the bar and told her you want to go home. She understood the situation and called an uber right away. That was a long and eventful night and you just want to forget about it. You’re not sure if you should tell Mingyu about it, maybe not. You really don’t want to talk about Jungkook again. You don’t even want to hear his name again.

Next time you saw Mingyu was after a few days, but just for a couple of hours, because he had a tight schedule. He came to your home, had dinner, sex, and he left. You really missed him. You haven’t spent that much time in the last month, maybe just two nights sleeping in the same bed and one dinner out with the 97 crew.

His group was getting ready for the MAMA awards, and they had a big show to do. You understood, his band was becoming really popular all over the world now, and along with that, your bf was becoming more popular among the women. You felt a little jealous at the extra attention from girls that he was getting lately.

The internet was filled with thirst reels and tik toks with him and as much as you enjoyed them too, it pissed you off too. All those little videos of him looking sweetely at female idols made you sick to your stomach. Is he back to his old ways of being a fuckboy and fucking all that moves and has a skirt?

You needed to see with your eyes, so you talked with your friend Hana to go with you to the MAMA event. She was the happiest to hear that, saying to not worry about the tickets, that Jaehyun will get us invitations.

Y/N: But I don’t know if I should tell Mingyu that I’m going.

Hana: If you tell him, you won’t see him act natural around those female idols, won’t you?

Y/N: You’re right, but I just feel like shit lying to him.

Hana: It’s not lying, it’s a surprise. You haven’t spent much time together lately anyway, act like it’s a surprise as his gf, to go see him and support him.

Y/N: I mean… yeah, you’re kind of right I guess.

Hana: Don’t worry, ok! Jaehyun will find us seats close enough to them, but as far enough that they can’t see us. And after the event, you text him and SURPRISE, I AM HERE!

And that’s what happened. You went to the event, anxious as fuck. You didn’t want him to see you and freak out and get mad at you. He should see you when you want him to see you. You were sat behind them with a few rows and it was perfect. He seemed indeed very friendly with everyone and pretty flirty with the girls.

You hoped it was nothing there, though. You knew he was a big puppy, needing interaction and attention. They ended the show with their performance. Right after all ended you called him. He didn’t pick up. Uh oh. What now?

So then you texted him to call you, because it’s urgent. He called after 5 minutes, worried that something happened.

Mingyu: Baby, what’s wrong?

Y/N: Gyu!! I thought I won’t get ahold of you tonight. I am here.

Mingyu: Where?

Y/N: I came to see you.

Mingyu: Are you pranking me?

Y/N: NO, big dummy. I came to surprise you, since we barely get to see each other.

Mingyu: Awww, babe. But I don’t know how much time I have now, because we are flying back to Seoul tonight, after midnight.

Y/N: Oh fuck!

Mingyu: Let me see something and I’ll call you back in 5, ok? Don’t go anywhere, we are still backstage.

You waited for his call while outside of the venue.

Mingyu: Y/N? I have 10 minutes before we leave to the hotel and then the airport. Come to the back entrance, a staff member will bring you in.

You went around the building and found the back entrance. It was filled with fans, waiting to see the idols leaving. You struggled to get to the front of the crowd and you waved the staff, you recognized them. They waved back and made room for you to pass the fence.

Inside, the staff walked you to a door and told you to go inside. When you opened it, you realized it was another exit, to a parking space, where you saw cars and Mingyu waving you to get into his quickly. Both you and Hana ran to his car and got in, looking after paparazzi. But it seemed safe.

Mingyu: Don’t worry, there is no one but us and staff here. We want to leave in peace, the other exit was to crowded. Everyone else is there.

He pulled you into his lap and gave you a kiss on the lips.

Y/N: I fucking miss you! I had to see you. And congrats for the wins and the performance was the best.

Mingyu: Thank you, princess. And I miss you too, you know I do. But work is keeping me busy, as you can see. I promise I will get a couple of days off soon and spend them just with you. Now give me a kiss, I have to go soon.

Hana: You guys are gross, get a room!

Y/N: I wish!!

You could feel him getting hard inside his pants and that was your cue to get up from his lap and leave, because it was just driving you crazy to have him there and not being able to touch him like you wanted. As you said your goodbyes and got off the car, you noticed Hoshi was leaning on the back. He had a dumb look on his face and you didn’t know if you should say hi or not, so you just nodded and kept walking. He didn’t react.

After Hoshi got in the car with Mingyu, Hoshi kept quiet for a few minutes, but then he was so confused that he just needed to ask.

Hoshi: So…I was not eavesdropping or anything, just saw you guys were in the car and I waited outside for you to finish, but what the hell, Mingyu?

Mingyu’s face was all red and hot now, he was lost for words. All he could say was “what’s wrong, hyung?”

Hoshi: Well, first of all, all this time you have been telling me that Y/N keeps on playing games with you. That you confessed to her and that she pushed you away each time. Second, you told me she’s with Jungkook still, on and off. And now, I see her in your lap, I see you two kissing, talking sweet to each other like a couple, making plans to spend time together alone. Maybe you can explain. I have been hating this girl for more than a year because she was treating my friend like shit.

Mingyu: Ah, hyung, it’s not like that. Yeah, she has been rejecting me, and she still sees me as a friend.

Hoshi: Are you not fucking?

Mingyu: Uhh, no.

Hoshi: Kim Mingyu, you were kissing. Like..kissing kissing. Don’t lie, I can tell when you’re lying.

Mingyu: I promise it’s not like that, we are not fucking. I just let her kiss me sometimes, it’s all I can hope for from her. If I can’t have her, at least her kisses are making me happy.

Hoshi: Nah, that’s weird, dude, wtf. Is she friendzoning you but at the same time, keeping you around just in case Jungkook is getting bored of her? Is that what you’re saying?

Mingyu: You got that right. But please, don’t judge me. I am just a guy in love and I’d do anything to be in her life.

Hoshi: Look, you’re my friend and I’m telling you this is not ok. You need to sort your shit with her. Now let’s stop talking about her, my head hurts.

The truth was that Hoshi was a very naive guy. He believed anything his dear friend Mingyu would tell him. Why wouldn’t he? They were best friends. Hoshi might not be the brightest out of the bunch, but he was not stupid. He was just very loyal and he trusted his friends a lot. How could he trust a girl and not Mingyu?

Mingyu doesn’t know why he kept feeding this lie to Hoshi. It all started one night when they were having dinner alone and Hoshi saw Mingyu being very down. So he wanted to know what was wrong. Mingyu just started telling him that there was this girl he loved, but she was with Jungkook, and how she will never leave the golden boy of kpop to be with him. Somehow, Hoshi misheard and thought Mingyu said that she rejected him and Mingyu let it slide. Since then, he thought it would be interesting to keep lying to his friend to just…keep him on his side, maybe?

Still, he knew he could just tell the truth but he felt that the lie just got to big now and he didn’t want Hoshi to be upset with him. On the other hand, Hoshi would not go to someone else with this issue because this was something Mingyu shared with him only. That way, Mingyu knew his lies were safe.

But now, Hoshi hated you even more.

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