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teddyeyeseddie · 4 months

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The Cherrywood Motel

Starry Haze, Crystal Ball

rockstar!Eddie x housekeeper!reader

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(a/n: ITS BACKKKK AND SO AM I!! Enjoy my lovelies and visit my blog for some life updates!)

warnings: soft eddie, smut, minors dni, oral (fem rec), p in v, cream pie x 2, riding, showering together, a jump from last chapter.

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You lug all your clothes into the laundromat down the street, heaving the heavy bag onto the table before you once you’ve made your way inside. The smell of bleach and laundry detergent mixes in your nostrils as you sort your piles of dirties.

It’s early in the morning, the only person in the place being you and an elderly woman. You enjoy the quiet, only the soft whirring of the dryers breaking the silence.

You separate your lights from darks, throwing your first load in when a familiar voice resonates through the quaint room.

“Shit- fuck,” you look over to see Eddie struggling with a bag of laundry. You chuckle to yourself, your eyes meeting his. His face lights up when he sees you.

“Hey stranger,” he breathes out as he settles in at the table next to you.

“Hi Eddie,”

Ever since Eddie woke up in your bed, things had been different. Eddie seemed happier, his demeanor not so jittery. You talked more, Eddie revealing more about his life.

You learned he was really a dork. Knows a little too much about horror movies, still plans D&D campaigns for fun, and collects mugs from every new place he goes.

He’s become softer, more himself in the last few days. You found yourself getting closer to him, his magnetic force drawing you in with every little conversation.

His captivating personality had you expressing more things about yourself, like your favorite flower, how you got the scar on your shoulder, and all about your childhood cat, Mr. Snuffles.

Talking to Eddie when he was sober was easy, he didn’t go on unnecessary tangents, he wasn’t as flirty and he looked oh so pretty when he was healthy.

His usual red eyes now pure, no sign of distress in them. He even started taking care of his hair, his usual frizzy locks now smooth and curly. He was doing better. You were proud of him.

“Didn’t think I’d be seeing you today,” he says, pulling out all of his clothes and settling them into a pile. He gathers them all in his arms, walking towards a washer.

“Aren’t you gonna sort them?” you ask, chuckling to yourself as Eddie struggles with the large amount of clothes he has in his hands.

“I never do?” he says as if it's almost a question.

“Well, I’m sure you have some 200 dollar shirts in there that are begging to be sorted,”

“My uh- lady at home usually does it. This is how I used to do laundry when I was a kid,”

You roll your eyes, motioning for him to come back to the table.

You sort his dirty clothes for him, it feels pathetic but the smile he has on his face as you help him makes it somewhat worth it.

“You’ve gotta sort lights from darks. I’d suggest separating your whites too but I don’t want you to keel over,”

He chuckles, grabbing the pile of darks and carrying them to a washer. He puts in his quarters, handing you some so you can start the pile of lights.

“So what are you up to for the rest of the day?” he questions as he strolls back to the tables where your clothes still lay.

“Nothing really, apartment hunting for a little bit and then back to the motel,” you gather your pile of clothes, turning towards the washers and placing the items inside. Eddie swoops in front of you and puts quarters in for you, you playfully roll your eyes but smile up at him nonetheless.

“Oooh, that should be fun,” he scratches at the back of his neck, “I uh- owe you for bailing me out so just let me know what you need for the security deposit and I’ll write a check,”

“Thank you Eddie, but you don’t have to. I lost your jacket, I bailed you out, were even,”

Eddie shakes his head, curls flying in all directions at the erratic movement.

“Someone stole my jacket from you, you didn’t just leave it for anyone to take. Plus I can,so let me,” he states, eyes locking with yours in a stare.

“Just let me, it’s the least I can do-” you nod your head, allowing the man to help you pay your way into a new apartment.

A feat that was easier said than done, you had looked at 5 separate places with Christa, none of them being anything close to what you wanted or needed.

You finally decide to call it quits and return back to the hotel, smiling when you see Eddie waiting outside your door with a pizza box in his hand. Christa sends you a wink as you get out of the car, a soft “enjoy yourself” falling from her lips.

Eddie grins widely when he sees you step out of Christa’s car.

“Sorry- thought you were home from your hunting,” he motions towards your car that is parked a few spots down from your door.

“Kinda got stuck at our last place. Creepy landlord,” you straighten out the pleats of your skirt as Eddie sucks in a breath in through his teeth, wincing dramatically.

“At least you dodged that bullet,” he says as he leans against the doorframe waiting for you to open it, his slim shoulders doing a good job at boxing you in. The smell of his cologne makes your mind whir, gone are the days of dried puke and alcohol.

You unlock the door, Eddie’s hand pushing it open forcing you to duck underneath his arm. He lets the door close softly behind him once he is inside, being sure to lock the deadbolt.

He places the pizza box on the small table by the window. He draws the curtains, blocking out the rest of the world and turning the room into a space that was only for the two of you.

“Got your favorite,” he motions to the box with his thumb as he walks up behind you. You’re stepping out of your shoes when Eddie’s arm snakes around your front, under your arm and resting on your collarbone. He’s come over every night since the cleaning fiasco, you talk about the ten-day-whirlwind that the two of you have embarked on and get to know eachother even more.

Eddie spends most of his time apologizing when you recall anything from the short time of knowing him, ashamed of how much he had hurt you.

It’s been a week of take-out, today bringing you to day seventeen. Ten days of hell and seven of something in between a raging fire and a rumbling earthquake- scalding your skin and shaking off the dust settled deep in your soul.

His arm comes undone from you, his hand tracing down your tricep, over your elbow, ghosting down your forearm, finally grasping your hand as he draws you towards the radio sitting in the corner of the room.

Eddie liked to dance- he twirled to what he called your “teeny bopper” music, he swayed his hips to country music, he even danced to his own music when you forced him to listen to it one night.

Eddie danced with you tonight- his fingers fit perfectly through yours, his hand rested right in the dip of your waist, his lips looked pretty in this light.

“Are you thinking about kissing me, sweets?” He questions, a smile forming on his lips as he leans forward. You blush nervously, nodding your head. His smile gets even wider before he leans in, lips capturing yours.

Both his hands come to cup your face, cheeks tugging and eyes crinkled as he leans in further. His other hand comes to rest on your hip, pushing backwards until your knees hit the back of the couch. You pull away, shifting from foot to foot as you wait for Eddie to take the reins. He chuckles softly before capturing your lips in another soft kiss before pulling away and plopping down onto the couch. He pulls you into his lap, kissing the corner of your mouth, then your cheek, then down your neck, all the way to your shoulder.

His eyes meet yours, his hands fumbling with the edge of your sweater. A plea on the edge of his lips as he looks up at you. You nod, letting him remove the garment from your body. He audibly moans at the sight, your breasts bouncing freely only leaving you in your skirt.

“Please tell me you have panties on,” he mumbles, hand snaking down to your center. He bites his lips and groans when he’s met with your sticky folds.

“S’ laundry day,” you giggle.

His fingers trace through your slick, he has half a mind to shove the fingers in your face, make you lick yourself off of him. But When he glances over your face, your pouting lips and furrowed brow send his heart racing. He decides right then that you're an angel. He thinks there’s no way you're real, there is absolutely no way you’re here with him.

He wraps his arm around your waist, standing from his place on the couch. He walks you back to the bed as you kiss up the side of his neck. He lands you on the middle, arms caging you in as he leans down to kiss you. He’s much slower this time, desperate clashing of teeth melting to well thought out movements.

You pull away from him, hands coming to mess with the edge of his old band tee.

“You’re much too dressed for the occasion, Mr. Munson,” you giggle out. He smiles down at you, getting up to strip out of his clothes. You hold your breath when he pulls down his boxers, his cock springing out and slapping against his belly. It’s big and you’re sure he knows it.

He crawls back up the bed, kissing from your ankle to your neck. He splays kisses across your face, finally meeting your lips in a sweet kiss.

His eyes bore into yours as he pushes some hair from your face before kissing you again, but he pulls away much too quickly for your liking.

“M’ gonna eat you out now, kay’?” he mumbles against your lips, you nod, throwing your head back as Eddie begins to kiss back down your body. He stops at the waistband of your skirt, mumbling something to himself before hooking his fingers in the band and pulling the fabric over your bottom.

He moans at the sight of your center, leaning forward to press a kiss to your thighs before diving in completely. He licks from your hole, up to your clit, tongue dancing around the bundle of nerves. Your knuckles grip the white sheets, mind reeling as he works you up to an orgasm. He laps at your pussy, pulling away to spit on his fingers.

His ringed fingers come to push through the sticky mess the two of you have created, one finally pushing in, drawing a guttural moan from your lips. The cold metal of his rings bump against your skin every time he thrusts his fingers in and out. He works you up to three before pulling them out completely, mouth still assaulting your clit, causing you to squeal.

“You ready f’me?” he questions, mouth still between your legs. You tug on his hair, pulling him away from your center, nodding profusely with a smile on your face.

He pushes you further up the bed, settling in between your legs. His cock nudges at your hole, the tip catching inside, you mewl quietly when he pushes in. He leans down, arms settling on either side of your head, his hair tickling your nose as he looks down at you intently.

“So pretty,” You mumble, hand coming up to cup his cheek and draw him into a kiss. He smiles into it, pulling away and admiring the way your face contorts every time he punches that spongy spot inside you.

“S’ all you, sweets,” He moans, forehead pressing against yours as he drives into you. The pace he sets draws moan after moan from deep within you.

Your hand stays cupping his face, kissing him again, your lips barely brushing his when he pulls away.

“C’mon pretty girl, tell me what it is. Wanna know what I should be moaning while I ruin you.”

You shutter a breath out- your name falling off your lips and into the air.

“F-fuck..” he’s full on smiling, his eyes crinkling as he languidly thrusts inside you.

“Eds-Eddie. M’ close,”

“Shit-ok. Where do you want me?” He picks up his pace, cock nudging at all the right places.

“Inside- want you inside,” Your legs lock around his waist, forcing him to bury himself to the hilt as he spills inside of you.

He’s giggling when you finally release him, pulling his still hard cock from inside you and smearing around the mess that has formed between your legs.

“Look so good painted all pretty for me. Could take a picture and look at it all tour long. Would never haveta’ look anywhere else. Just me this little memory and my hand,” he’s pulling your ass cheeks apart, releasing them before his thumb hooks into your pussy as he rummages around on the side table- careful not to knock down the countless polaroids around the camera.

“Can I sweets? Take a pretty little polaroid of this pretty little pussy?” he thrusts his thumb in further, drawing more cum out of you. You giggle when you feel it run down your thighs as you give him a soft hum in response to his question.

He snaps a picture of your most bare area, the idea makes you blush but then there's the idea of Eddie- using it. That makes it feel alright.

“Just wanna take one more,” he says as his cock nudges at your hole again, the puffy skin wanting to scream no but the burn short circuiting your brain at the same time.

He snaps another picture once he’s half inside you, your hands covering your face as you giggle.

“Enough of that,” he says with a small chuckle as he tosses the camera back onto the bedside table. His hands grip your hips as he lazily thrusts into you.

After finally having enough of Eddie’s teasing, you push at Eddie’s belly, signaling him to stop. He flashes you a confused look as he pulls out but soon gets the idea once you scramble off the bed and begin pushing him towards the couch.

He flops down onto the cushions, legs spreading wide. Deft fingers wrapping around your hips as you sink down onto him, your arms snake around his neck and pull at the hair sitting at the nape.

Eddie looks up at you in awe, his eyes never leaving yours as you ride him. His lips are parted, soft breaths and moans tumbling from his mouth.

“Shit- baby I- I can’t last like this-” He groans as he tries to stop your movements. You grab his hand, raising it and placing it on your breast.

“C’mon sweets, come in me again,” He moans sweetly at his own pet name being used against him, his hips stilling once he is settled inside you. He buries his head in your neck as he comes, teeth biting in as he silences himself.

You let him stay inside you for a while, finally pulling off of him when Eddie begins to rub at the skin on your hips.

You’re up on wobbly legs, shooting Eddie a glare when he begins to chuckle.

He throws his hands up in defense and motions to the mess between his legs. Cum has dripped down his balls and pooled in his seat.

“Gonna need to spot clean this one miss housekeeper,” He winces as he gets up, collecting you in his arms and placing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Let’s shower, yeah?”

You nod, taking his hand as he guides you to the small porcelain tub. He turns on the water, testing it with his fingers before stepping in once it has warmed up. He extends his hand to you, thanking him quietly once you're standing before him in the tiny shower.

He takes a step back, moving out of the spray and allowing you to warm up under the water. You take turns getting your bodies warmed up, Eddie finally assuming his position behind you washing your hair.

“You mentioned tour,” you blush as you recall the memory from moments ago. Eddie’s stops scrubbing your scalp and sighs.

“I- I’m leaving,” he says in an almost whimper.

“Oh, when?”

“Two days,”

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naturesapphic · 7 months

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“I need love”

Hanna marin x fem!reader

Warnings: reader is on her period, fluff

“Im dying!” You groan into Hanna’s pillow as she watches you from across the room reading one of her many magazines. “Baby hush, you aren’t dying”. She says as she rolls her eyes. You pout “I am too! It feels like someone is doing arts and crafts in my uterus. Cutting up all of my insides and twisting them.” You say dramatically.

Hanna made a disgusted face “okay I did NOT need that visual in my head.” She said and shook her head to not think about it. You rolled around in her bed, trying to get comfortable but you couldn’t. Your body was kicking your ass and your cramps too. No matter how much you turned or turned over, you just couldn’t get comfortable and all you wanted was your girlfriend to give you snuggles and attention.

“Hanna bananaaaaaaaaa” you dragged out on purpose to get her attention. She looked up from her magazine and looked at you with an eyebrow raised. “I need love” you simply stated at her. She smiled at you and got off her ass and headed towards you. You made grabby hands towards her and she instantly pulled you into her arms.

You smiled and immediately snuggled into her, almost purring to which Hanna giggled at. She ran her fingers through your hair and leaned down every now and then to give you kisses. A few moments later and you were starting to get bored. “Hannnnnnnnn…I’m bored” you complained to her and she rolled her eyes jokingly and gently thumped you on your forehead. “Why are you complaining so much today?” She said as she looked down at you with her piercing blue eyes.

“Because I’m bleeding and in severe pain! I have the right to complain! And at least I don’t complain everyday like you do….” You mumbled at the end but Hanna heard you and gasped in defense. “Do not!” She defended herself. “Do to!” You stated back at her which was a mistake because she started tickling you.

“Ahhh hanna! S-stop!” You giggled out and she kept tickling you until she saw tears in your eyes and then she stopped and you caught your breath. “Rude…” you pouted up at her and she smiled as she leans down to give you a slow and long kiss. You kiss back and run your fingers through her blond hair and gently push her head down to deepen the kiss.

A few moments later Hanna pulled away causing you to pout. “Nuuuu come backkkk. I want your lipsssss.” You whined out again. “Babe if I kept kissing you I would have passed out from lack of oxygen.” She stated. “And?” You said dramatically with a serious face. “Babe what the fuck! Do you want me to die?!” She yelled. “Nope. But I wanna keep kissing youuuu.” You simply said to which Hanna rolled her eyes at you yet again.

“Hannaaaaaaa. Im boreddddd.” You said while throwing your hands up in the air. Hanna huffed “go read some of my magazines then.” She suggested. “That will not help me feel better and be less bored.”you grumpily said. “It helps me!” She gasped. “Im happy for you.” You commented and she gently punched you in your shoulder. “ABUSE! Im telling mrs. Hastings!” You snarled and she started laughing.

“You wouldn’t do that baby. You love me too much. Plus I’ll kill you.” She said seriously at the end and you giggled. “Thats true. I would turn you in for abuse.” You smiled and she rolled her eyes as she smiled at you lovingly. “Thank you for being here with me Han. I love you. You always make me feel better.” You said while looking at her with so much adoration and love. She returned the look “of course y/n/n, I’ll always be here for you and I love you so much more.” Hanna said with a big smile plastered on her face and you smiled back. Hanna will always be there for you, especially when you are on your period and need constant attention 24/7.

A/n: I randomly came up with this since I’m on my period and I would definitely need attention 24/7 like @tvgirllloverz cmon I need you 🙄

But thank you for reading! And if you have any Hanna requests just let me know and of course any other requests you have for the other characters I write for :) remember to stay hydrated and to rest. I love y’all. Have a good day!

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jennyandvastraflint · 4 months

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Xena Reactions S1Ep21!

Awww, Gabrielle is training I love that!

SBDHDH RIGHT THE HORSE DOESN'T LIKE GABRIELLE

"I wasn't talking to you." HAAAA

Xena threatening the horse into being nice

Hello there woman 👀 Of course Xena will help you

JSDHHS Not the horse throwing Gabrielle off

Poor Gabrielle...

OMG THE FUNKY GAY MERCHANT from the Black Wolf episode!!!

He's SO happy to see her

"Important person being kidnapped"

HOLY SHIT!?!!

Amazons? Shooting at Xena? Or the woman from earlier? Or...

Salmonius XD He's so funky omfg

SHDHDHHBFAJ "How do I know it's gonna rain on a big battle" 😭

Gabrielle wondering how this dude stayed alive

I love when men get this close to one another. Kinda homoerotic

Gabrielle so ready to watch her gf beat up people

FIST SPIN >:) Womanly twirling or something

Omg Gabrielle realised something is off

Stoic warrior tell your gf you're under the influence of drugs challenge.... Xena and Vastra both are like: Impossible

"This was a stupid time to keep something from me!" DAMN RIGHT

Awwww... She can't feel her legs :(

Is Gabrielle gonna- OH YE

AWWWWWW, BABYGIRL WEARING GF'S ARMOUR

Something something Patroclus riding out in Achilles' armour / Gabrielle riding out in Xena's armour

The horse is like "Chiiiill"

"Yes well I have a different definition of Galop" sjfhdhd

"Does she seem smaller than before?"

Dayummmmm, Xena to the rescue

Are they fighting with carbonated water... 😂

"I'm sure lord Salzer is more concerned with his people than with himself" "Ha?" "Ha?"

Oh godsssss, Xena is like "Don't worry about me" 😭

Gabrielle your gay is showing

I WANNA SCREAM.........

Good aim tho

NOOOO SHE FELL OFF THE HORSE!!!

O NO... They captured her :(

Damn the strength she still has???

This guy is GROSS

HORSEY KICKKK

DAYUM GIRLLLL knock out those soldiers

Salmonius is like FUCKFUCKFUCK SOLDIERS *klonk*

She just needs a nap. And medicine. Resting against tiddies would also help. 😔

IS HE ABOUT TO BREAK GABRIELLE'S HEART :((( NOOOO MY POOR GIRL

True love's kiss her!!!

THE GENTLE TOUCHING??? i will BITE someone

SHE KISSED HERDJFJDJDH Not quite on the mouth, but.

HOLY SHIT GABRIELLE YOUR VOICE IS KILLING ME, ALL THAT BADLY CONCEALED PAIN

She's shouting and screaming and beating, my poor girl, she needs all the hugs. ALL the hugs.

NOOOO- SALMONIUS BAD IDEA

SHE'S ALIVEEE, SHE'S MOVING A BIT

Ouch.

"I killed her" please...

NOOOO. You leave Xena's body alone

Gabrielle is fuelled by sapphic anger, you do NOT want to cross her. Smol and feisty

Gabrielle my beloved

I hate this shitty warlord dude

Hehe Argo refuses to move.

XENA IS BACKKKK

"Don't ever do this again" "Gabrielle, we're in the middle of a FIGHT" shdhd lesbians. Only lesbians would

Her SKILLZZZZ

Gabrielle and Argo get along nowww <3

HUAAAA, THEY'RE SO GAY

"I'm gonna get all soft on you" 👀🏳️‍🌈

Cheers to Gabrielle having kissed Xena's cheek and corner of mouth in this ep!

#v watches xena #this episode was a lot. I was crying ✌️#xena warrior princess #xena and gabrielle

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miyuhpapayuh · 5 months

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i know you taking your break rn and being all mushy mushy in love, so so sooo happy for you btw! when the dream smut turns into real life sex>>>>

but i’m here to ask, that when you come backkkk🙈 can you throw me onto your tag list? for EVERYTHING you write? thank you bby, love you🫂🫂🫂

some flowers for 🫵🏽💐💐💐

Hiiii sweetheart!

I just wanna say thank you for all the commentary, I just went through and cackled and almost cried, I love that you love my story as much as I do!

And thank you 🥰 I feel like love! So light and soft 🤭 and girrrrrl say that, I wish it on all you girlies!!

And I sure can add you to my list, sweets! Love you back 😘😘😘

Here's some flowers for you 🫵🏽🌸🌼🌸🌼

#omg 🥹🥹🥹💜 yal are so sweet to me!

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forever-rogue · 2 years

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AN | I’m backkkk with Javi and his Dulzura. Did you think you’d seen the last of them? Well, not this time bucko. Please read and heed the warnings as I know it can be a sensitive subject. I’ve never personally gone through this but I know people that have and I hope I did it some justice and gave it at least a semi-accurate portrayal. I love you, just as you are ❤️

Summary | Things just aren’t the same after your newest arrivals.

Pairing | Javier x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Postpartum depression - lots of heavy discussion around this subject

Word Count | 3.5k

Masterlist | Main, Javier, A Good Man ‘Verse

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The rocking chair wasn't the most comfortable, feeling even more stiff and hard than it normally did, but you didn't have it in you to get up. Moving to somewhere different seemed like way too much effort so you gave up. Instead, you rocked yourself lightly back and forth, staring out the window at the dark evening sky.

The house was quiet for once, an incredible change of pace from the normal chaos that had become your everyday life. Between two young children, two babies, two dogs, and your husband, life was anything but calm. Some days it was so much, too much, and you wanted nothing more than to be alone for a while.

You had everything you could have ever wanted; a wonderful husband, beautiful children, a nice home, everything. But things still just felt off, you felt off. And you didn't know what to do, or how to even ask for what you needed. You weren't sure what you even needed.

"Dulzura?" Javier's voice was barely above a whisper as he peeked into the nursery. A frown tugged on the corners of his mouth as he spied you sitting there, the only source of light being the little night light plugged in across the room. You held up your hand in acknowledgement but didn't move or say anything, "baby. What's wrong?"

After a few moments, you finally turned to him and his heart practically shattered when he saw there were tears running down your cheeks. You opened and closed your mouth a few times, finding it impossible to speak so you just shrugged, feeling so helpless.

He wasted no time in coming over to you and dropping to his knees, wrapping his arms tightly around you. It was like his simple touch caused the floodgates to open as you hugged him back and buried your face in his chest. He held you for a few minutes, letting you get it all out before he pulled back, gently taking your face in his hands.

"Hey," he was as quiet as possible so he wouldn't wake the sleeping babies, "mi vida. Let me take care of you…please."

He felt you nod against his chest before he slowly stood up and helped you to your feet. You felt your body relax as he took your hand and slowly led you out of the nursery and into your bedroom. You moved to sit on the bed. Letting out a long sigh, you allowed yourself to meet his eyes. There was nothing but concern etched on his features; it hurt your heart to see him so worried about you. That’s the last thing you wanted.

Javier kneeled down in front of you, his hands sliding onto your thighs before he took your hands in his. You looked at your hands in his, how warm and safe they felt when wrapped up in his; the same hands that had loved you for so long. You squeezed his hands, running a finger over the cool metal of his wedding band.

“Baby,” he whispered after a few moments of silence, his own voice almost breaking as he looked at you, “please talk to me. Tell me what’s going on so I can help…”

“Javi,” an odd sense of relief washed through him at the sound of your voice. When you finally met his eyes, he could see they were glossy with tears that were threatening to spill over any second. He reached up and touched your face, gently stroking your cheek, “Javier.”

“Dulzura,” the tears ran down your cheek as he gently wiped them away and you leaned into his touch, “please.”

“I don’t know,” you finally managed to choke out after a few moments of struggle, throwing your hands up in a fit of exasperation, “I don’t know what’s wrong, Javier. I just feel so…empty.”

“Oh baby,” he wasn’t sure if it was possible for his heart to break anymore than it had, but he felt something within him shatter. You met his eyes and tried to muster up some semblance of a smile but it fell flat. He wished he could take away everything you were feeling and carry the burden for you; he never wanted you to have to experience anything like this, “how long have you been feeling like this?”

How long have I been an oblivious fool?

“Since…” you didn’t want to say it out loud. Saying it out would make it real…saying it out loud would make you a horrible mother. But you knew Javier would be able to see right through you, “a little after Thea and Santi were born.”

Oh no.

“Dulzura,” Javier sat on the floor and quickly pulled you into his lap, wrapping you tightly in his arms. You buried your face into his shoulder, trying to quiet the sobs that threatened to wrack your body, “I’m so sorry…so sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t notice sooner. I’m sorry you’re having to go through this. But you’re not alone, I’m right here. I’ve got you. I’ve always got you.”

“I shouldn’t be like this,” you whispered against the soft fabric of his t-shirt. He could feel your tears already soaking through the material, but it didn't matter to him. You were the only thing that mattered to him, “I’m a terrible mother.”

“No,” he gently pulled back and turned your face towards his, “don’t ever say that. You are a wonderful mother - an amazing mother. You are the best mother our children could ever have; do you have any clue how lucky we are to have you?”

“Then why do I feel like this?” you asked quietly, “why am I so broken?”

“There is nothing broken about you,” he insisted so softly, so firmly that you almost believed it yourself, “the way you’re feeling…it’s not true. I don’t lie, you know that, and I would never lie to you.”

“Javier…”

“I’m going to take care of you,” he promised softly, “whatever you’re going through, you’re not alone. I’m with you all the way. But first, I want you to try and get some sleep, okay?”

“The kids-”

“I’ll check on them,” he insisted, “and if one of them needs something, I can take care of them. Will you try and get some rest, Dulzura? For me?”

“Yes,” you would have done anything for him; you didn’t want to see him hurt as well, “I’ll try.”

“Good,” he tried a tentative smile before he kissed your forehead, “tomorrow things will look brighter and it will be a new day. We’ll get this figured and whatever you need, help or otherwise, we’ll get it for you. Okay?”

“Okay,” Javier felt a wave of relief flood through his veins as you offered him a hug this time around, “I love you; I will always love you. If you don’t believe anything else, please believe that.”

“I do,” you promised, “I really do.”

“Good mi alma,” he whispered as he pulled back the covers to tuck you into bed, “te amo.”

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When you woke up the next morning the house was almost…eerily quiet. Normally there would be the sound of at least one screaming child, one laughing, and the pitter patter of little feet. But today there was nothing. You rubbed your tired eyes before glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand, shocked to find that it was close to noon. You almost jumped out of bed, quickly heading into the hall to look into the kids’ room. None of them were there. Making your way into the kitchen, you found Javier leaning against the counter and drinking a cup of coffee as he poured over the newspaper.

“Good morning baby,” he looked up and smiled as soon as noticed you standing there in confusion, “you finally got some sleep.”

“Javier,” you whispered softly, “where are the children? We have four children and none of them are here.”

“Nope,” he agreed as he grabbed the tea kettle from the stove and filled it with water to make your favorite tea. You padded over to him, wondering how he could be so calm; if either one of you was overprotective, it was definitely him, “don’t worry, they’re safe and sound. Pops came and picked them up this morning. He’s going to take them for the weekend and my tías are going to help him.”

“All of them?” you knew they were in good hands and that realistically nothing would go wrong, but it still caused a pang of worry to settle in your stomach. Javier nodded before wrapping you up in a tight hug, gently kissing the top of your head, “I can explain. But first, your tea and then I’ll make some breakfast.”

You nodded, a small smile - a real one - tugged on the corners of your mouth as you went to sit on the other side of the counter. He fixed up your tea before passing it to you, his hand lingering against yours as you gratefully accepted the warm mug. A comfortable silence fell over the two of you as he set about grabbing everything he would need. You loved this man so much; sometimes it surprised just how much. You would have done anything for him, and you knew he’d do the same thing.

“Javi,” you felt small as your voice sounded small and weak. He turned his attention to you, quietly waiting for you to go, “thank you for last night. You…thank you.”

“There’s nothing to thank me for,” he promised, “you are everything to me. I would do anything for you - just like all the times you’ve done the same for me.”

“I know,” you blinked away some of the tears that were already burning in the back of your eyes, “it’s just…I thought if I just dealt with it, all the bad feelings and thoughts would go away. But obviously they haven’t.”

“Want to tell me about them?” you knew he wouldn’t push you to talk about anything you weren’t ready to. You’d always loved that about him - it was like he knew you inside and out, “you don’t have to tell me. If you want to tell them to someone else, a therapist or whatever you need, that’s fine. I want to support you however you need.”

“I want to tell you,” you promised, “but I think maybe I should see someone too. I know it’s helped you, and maybe…maybe it could help me too. I don’t want to feel this broken forever.”

“You are anything but broken,” he insisted firmly, “do you know how much you’ve been through? You have four - five including me - children that you’re raising. Two of which are babies that you just carried and had. I can’t even imagine all the hormones and emotions going all over the place. But that doesn’t mean it’s anything to do with you - it’s just your brain telling you otherwise.”

His impassioned little speech brought a smile to your face as you nodded lightly; maybe he was right. Maybe it wasn’t just you…you wondered if all mothers went through this and people just didn’t like talking about it. Having your children was amazing and you loved them all more than anything, but that didn’t mean it was always easy.

“I love you, Javier Peña.”

“I love you more,” he leaned over the counter and gently kissed you. He tasted sweet, just like the few chocolate chips he’d sneaked when he thought you weren’t looking. Before he could pull back, you stole a few more quick pecks, which made him feel infinitely better, “there’s one more thing and then the floor is yours. And you don’t even try to change my mind because it’s not going to work. Once the summer is over I’ve decided to take a sabbatical for the fall semester. I want to be here and be able to help you; we’ve doubled our family and it’s not easy work - I don’t think twins and then almost five and eight-year-old could ever be easy. Especially since they’re all still so young…and I want to do this. I want to be able to spend time with my wife and children.”

“Javi,” he wasn’t sure if you were going to chastise him for doing this without your knowledge or if you were ready to jump into his arms and cry. He hoped it would be the latter with happy tears, “you would do that for me - for us?

“I would do anything for you,” he reached over and squeezed your hand, “and I want to do this. You don’t have to do this all alone, let me carry some of the weight. I…I would take all your burdens away if I could, baby.”

“Have I ever told you that you’re a good man?” you wiped away the few tears that rolled down your cheeks before laughing lightly.

“Oh, you know, just a few times,” he attempted to wink at you, but it turned into just more of a blink which caused you both to laugh, “but I still like hearing it.”

“I like reminding you,” you drank up the last of your tea as he started making pancakes. The ones with the little chocolate chips that you both liked so much. You watched him work, weighing your words carefully. He didn’t push you to go on, letting you take your time. He paused from his cooking only for a moment as he ducked into the living room and turned on the record player, letting the air fill with soft music you couldn’t quite place. It felt like a normal Saturday morning; it served as a reminder that sometimes things were just good.

He was singing along softly to the music, causing you to pause and admire him. You couldn’t imagine a day without him, a life where he wasn’t your husband, your best friend, the father of your children. And to think, had your registration date and time that fateful semester been any different, you might not have been in his class, you might not have met him. But then again no - you knew that you were meant to be his and he was meant to be yours and that you would have found each other regardless.

“It didn’t start right when they were born,” you started softly, deciding to get everything off your chest. You hadn’t wanted to bother him initially, hadn’t wanted to weigh him down with the demons that were haunting you. But you knew, in reality you’d always known, that he would never think of you, or any of your thoughts or feelings as a burden. Javier made a small sound of acknowledgement as he kept cooking, “it was weeks after. It started slowly at first and it just got worse and worse and I felt like it was just going to drag me down and drown me in sorrow. I felt so bad, Javier, so bad. How could I feel this way? I have everything anyone could ever dream of - I have a wonderful husband, four healthy children, a home filled with nothing but love, a career I love…I have it all. I have no reason to be so sad or depressed, you know? I hated myself for feeling like; I felt so ungrateful so…bad.”

You wrapped your robe tighter around your shoulders as you used the soft sleeve to wipe away your tears. Even just saying those thoughts out loud felt like a giant weight off your shoulders. You took a deep breath before continuing, “and I felt so guilty. I’d be holding one of the babies or with Lucia or Diego and while I knew I loved them, more than anything else, I just felt so empty. And I wondered what if something happened to them? What if I did something to them without realizing it? I couldn’t live with myself if I ever did anything to them…my babies. Sometimes when I’d be home alone and it felt like too much, I wondered what would happen if I just…walked away from them for a bit. Then I pulled myself back and…what kind of a mother even thinks those thoughts? It made me feel like a monster, Javi.”

“None of those things make you a monster,” he whispered as he turned off the stove and came over to you, and you instantly threw yourself into his arms, “obviously I don’t know everything, I know almost nothing really, but I did a lot of reading during the times you were pregnant. I remember reading a lot of stories and accounts of mothers that were feeling the same things you were. It’s so much more common than we realize. I don’t know why people don’t talk more about it. Postpartum depression…it’s like people are afraid to speak about it.”

“It wasn’t this way with Lucia,” you sighed lightly, “or Diego. I was fine with them - so happy.”

“Every pregnancy is different,” he reminded you, “every baby, and it’s different for you every time. The existence of one experience doesn’t negate the other. It’s okay, baby. You’re okay.”

He gently maneuvered you over to the couch, sitting down and pulling you into lap. You sniffled before resting your hand on his chest, letting him hold you, “I just want it to get better. I want to be…like before.”

“You will, baby,” he promised, “it will get better. You have me, you always have all of me, and whatever else you need. You just have to tell me what you need - even if you just need some quiet and need to tell me to fuck off. I’ll take it.”

“Javier,” you laughed in between your tears as he just held your hand in his, “thank you. I think…just having you around more will help. I think once we get into the real swing of having the twins it’ll feel better. Right now it just seems like a mountain to climb.”

“Together we’ll get through anything,” he whispered, “look how much we’ve already overcome.”

“Yeah,” you turned your head slightly to be able to kiss his jaw, “we really have.”

“And we’ll get this too,” he brought his hand to your lips and pressed a kiss to each finger, “you can tell me anything, whenever, never hold back.”

“I was also worried…don’t laugh-”

“Never.”

“I was also…my body,” your voice was so low he wasn’t sure you’d actually said anything, “it’s so different now. I kept thinking…what would have happened if you didn’t find me attractive anymore? What if I didn’t make you happy anymore? What if you left me? Would it be like when we separated for a few months? I don’t think I could ever survive that.”

“Listen,” he turned you so you were facing him head on, “you are just as beautiful now as the day we met. If not more so - I still fall in love with you every single day. Maybe your body doesn’t look the same - but mine doesn’t exactly either. I’ve definitely put on the dad weight.”

“You’re perfect-”

“And you are to me,” he cupped your face in hands, “sure your body’s changed but think about what it’s done. You’ve carried four children, you’ve given me more than I could ever ask for. Your body is amazing - you’re amazing. Strong, loving, smart, beautiful…I could go on forever. I’m never leaving Dulzura. The first time almost killed me. I can’t live without you. I am yours, in every way possible.”

“Me too,” you leaned into his touch and closed your eyes, “I don’t know what to say, Javi. Thank you for starters and I love you.”

“You don’t have to say anything,” he kissed your forehead, followed by your cheeks and nose, finally stopping at your lips, “I am your partner in everything. But I do have a plan, if you’d like to hear it.”

“Of course.”

“This weekend is all about you,” he grinned, “you’re going to relax and let me take care of you. No kids, no one else, just you and me. On Monday, I’ll put in my official notice for the fall sabbatical and then we’ll find someone for you to talk to, if you still want that. How does that sound?”

“Please,” you almost cried as he grinned and nodded at you.

“Anything you want, baby,” he was stroking your back up soothingly, “but first, let’s eat. Then maybe we can take a nice hot bath and go from there.”

“Sounds perfect,” you agreed, “thank you, truly, Javier. This…just having you here has made me feel so much better. Like I can finally breathe again and it doesn’t feel so dark. You really are the light of my life, mi amor.”

“You haven’t called me that in a long time,” Javier’s heart constricted at the sweet sound of your voice. He hadn’t realized just how much he missed hearing you call him that.

“I haven’t felt like myself in a long time,” you sighed lightly, “but I know I’ll get there again. Thanks to you.”

“You’ve had me from day one and you’ll have me to the end. I love you, Dulzura.”

“I love you, Javier. Always, always, always.”

#javier peña #javier peña x reader #javier peña x you #javier peña x fem!reader #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x reader #agm

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fyorina · 4 days

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okay so i read the newest part really late last night so i read it again just now and i SGABGHFHVJDHGJFF i have many things to say

“I’ll be back later tonight… wait for me?” “Yeah,” you finally agree, voice wavering. “I’ll wait for you.” hey now. that one kinda hurt.

“Fate, the word haunts him, curses him, he wants to spit in its face but every passing day reminds him that the gods must be laughing down at him.” IM ABOUT TO THROW HANDS W FATE IDGAF

THE FLASHBACKS. THATS ENOUGH. DONT DO THAT TO ME.

“i am NOT coming to ur funeral.” our friends are so real tho 😭😭😭

THE KISS !! THE KISS THE KISS THE KISS

“and god, you want him.” YES TF I DO ‼️‼️

“it’s unfair, you might die” CARINA WE TALKED ABOUT THIS

“The man lets out a sigh of what can only be utter suffering, lifting his head to look up to the ceiling as if asking a higher deity ‘why me?’” chuuya ily you don’t get paid enough to deal with dazais shit

THE SCENE W HIM COMING BACN TO THE EMPTY APARTMENT IM SCREAMING. THE FLASHBACKS. THE PURE PANIC. I JUST.

“the way you meet him (although you’re always the one to find him), the way you die (he always finds you though),” hey so what the fuck.

the sunsets im sobbing 😭

WALKING TO THE EDGE OF THE ROOF??? AND STAYING THERE???? that shit made me so nervous my heart was in my ass for the entirety of this scene

the pov change at the end omfg i wanted to cry

UGH anyways ty for listening to my ramblings ily and your writing have a great day/night!! 🫶

TUMBLR USER PE4RL-DIVER WELCOME BACKKKK IVE MISSED YOU

dazai and his legendary beef with hate will never not make me snort - every time someone comments or sends an ask about it, it makes me giggle because this man is TRULY ready to throw hands with gods at this point

NOOOO WE LOVE THE FLASHBACKS <33333 it's not the end of them either!!!

I WAS SOOOOO EXCITED TO WRITE THE KISS - i wanted i to be in chapter 2 soooo bad but i just couldn't figure out a way to cleanly weave it in so i had to push it off</3 BUT I THINK IT WAS WORTH IT

HELP MEEEEE I CAN'T HELP IT also it's partially because i'm dramatic and every time something slightly inconvenient happens im seeking death so </3

CHUUYA IS SOOOO FUNNY BC YOU KNOW HE'S SO SICK OF DAZAI'S BULLSHIT LOLLLL poor man questions his existence every day

the pov change was such a last minute decision BUT im rlly happy i went with it because it also gave me an idea for uu6 that i think im going to try to implement so we shall see how it goes

TYYYY FOR SENDING YOUR RAMBLINGS ILY HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY

#ᡣ𐭩 carina’s love letters #ᡣ𐭩 from user: pe4rl diver

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allmagick · 2 years

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Not gonna lie, I never expect you to follow during the first thread so when you did I was like 'oh fuck. ok be cool be cool'. I had fun writing our first MinWoo thread (still do as we continue on) and I was like lets shoot our shot and I did, and we brought it to discord and BAAM. I gained a friend :D You can't get rid of me now. 😘 But in all honesty, you really have amazing lines of muses. I may not write with all of them, but I know well enough you never disappoint! I have fun so far and I hope you do too 💗💗💗 So, whatever you're doing now, keep doing it cause you're top-notch. Man, this got long. Okbye. THROWING IN THE BIGGEST HUG AS WELL! ILY and TYVM. *finger guns*

Send me an “I follow you because:”

STOP THAT. I never expected YOU to follow jashfajhf. honestly it was such a wild ride for the first thread because i remember axel started with OH YEAH BTW I LIKE U <33 and minsoo was like “ok then, i don’t like u tho” JASHFAF such a huge thing for axel because they arent used to rejection. then we started plotting a lil, talking about them and then yeaaa dscord happened. THEN we became friends. honestly!!!! i appreciate you so much like we talk about anything and it’s so lovely:((( YOU HAVE AMAZING MUSES!!! one day i’ll write with more than just minsoo. i’m sorry minsoo u still my fav tho <33 HUGS YOU RIGHT BACKKKK<333 THANK YOU<3333 I CARE YOU<333

#╰ * magic falling : saved .#THIS IS SO NICE #ITS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS AND YEA EVERYTIME I READ IT #IT GETS CUTER

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your-daily-biaswrecking · 3 years

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Heyyyy anon is backkkk

fem!reader x dom!Jungkook with soft sex and virgin reader plzzzzz

Anon... We meet again.

Jungkook was all of your firsts (except for the first kiss because unfortunately, you had given that to a loser in high school). But he was your first real relationship. He was the first man to take your shirt off and make you feel beautiful about your body. The first man to bring butterflies to your stomach, and not the anxious type but the horny type. He touched you where you were too shy to touch yourself, and it felt good. He went down on you all the time after you discovered how amazing it was, and you started sucking him off very soon after that too; not because you felt pressure to do it like other guys had tried to do, but because you seriously couldn't stop yourself from wanting to taste him.

By the time you decided to go all the way, you were barely even any nervous at all. Jungkook made you feel safe, he made you feel good. You were already so used to his naked body as well as gifting him yours, that having sex didn't even sound as scary as the media had made you believe all these years. You guessed that was the best sign that you were ready: a man you felt comfortable enough around not to worry about losing your virginity.

You hadn't seen him for about a week because of work, so you told him you would sleep over at his place that Saturday. You didn't even have to tell him what was about to happen, he somehow knew. And after the dinner and movie, you were making out on his bed. Jungkook held you over his lap like a baby as he fingered you, making your head spin. And he cooed soothing words at you.

"You're so beautiful baby, taking my fingers so well..." You were mewling, hardly able to keep your eyes on him. "Is your pretty, little pussy ready for my cock now, hm?"

You moaned so loud, nodding your head frantically. "Yes, Kookie, please... I'm ready."

Jungkook leaned down and pressed his lips on yours softly. "I know. But you should cum for me first."

It didn't take long for you to obey his gentle order, having not a mind-blowing orgasm but a very loving one. Like your body knew this was only the beginning of the night. Your boyfriend laid you down completely, kissing your neck and praising you for how good you were to him. And then he was gone for a few seconds, grabbing the condoms from his trousers that were abandoned on the floor. You felt your stomach clench in anticipation.

"You sure about this, right, baby?"

"Yes, yes..." You were getting impatient. Watching him put the condom on his hard dick was a lot more delicious than you thought it would be. The idea that he would soon be inside you paralyzed you.

"You can stop me any time."

"I know, Kookie, come here now."

He hovered over you, hips squeezing between your legs and lips on your mouth again, kissing you sloppily as if he was trying to distract you. Distract you from the fact that his dick was rubbing against your folds, juices that were still flowing out from your orgasm coating him well. You moaned at the feeling. It was so different from his fingers, it had you clenching around nothing. And then he pressed on your entrance, and for a second you thought he couldn't fit before he pressed harder and slipped into you.

"Oh my God," you gasped.

Jungkook was watching your face terrified, pecking you again and again. "You good baby? Does it hurt? Do you want me to get out?"

"No, no..." You wrapped your arms over his broad shoulders, keeping his naked body close to yours. It hurt a bit, but it was just mostly weird; foreign.

Jungkook was panting against your neck, breath hot and tickling you. Your pussy was tight and clenching him hard, and it made him almost lose his composure. "Relax, baby. It's okay." He stroked your face, trying to get you to feel more comfortable. "Don't be tense, the more relaxed you are the less it'll hurt," he whispered. Even though he knew your body was having a reaction beyond your control. And that it would take a few times for you to actually be comfortable enough for you not to be tight, for you not to hurt.

You nodded, permitting him to move. And Jungkook dived deeper into you, taking you by surprise that there was still more to go. Turns out being fucked by his cock was a lot, a lot different than being fucked by his fingers, and you had no idea it would be like that. You were heaving, trying hard not to whine in fear of your boyfriend cowering away and pulling out of you. Your nails scratched his back a bit as you tried to have him move more, and once he felt your pussy a bit relaxed around him, he started giving you some slow but deep thrusts.

"How does it feel, baby?" he asked you, voice coarse.

"Fuck– good," you answered truthfully. "You can go faster."

Jungkook was trying hard not to fuck you as hard as he really wanted, being considerate of the position you were in. But it was proving a difficult task because Gosh he loved you, he loved you so much and being inside you triggered something in him about fucking you till you pass out. He picked his pace up a bit yet managed to control his movements. The sounds you were making started sounding more like happy moans and less like painful groans, and Jungkook was beginning to forget you were even a virgin.

"So good," he whined in your ear. Picked your legs up to angle himself deeper into you, chest filling with pride at the way you cried out his name. And he was thrusting in hard, chasing the high that was coming over him faster than ever. "My perfect, little girl, so fucking good."

He spilt in the condom, panting over your lips as he was trying to kiss you but his brain couldn't work properly to do so. And even though it hurt being ripped open like that, you felt empty when he pulled out. Throwing away the condom and falling next to you, he hugged you tightly against his chest, and you managed to finally kiss him.

"You okay, love?"

"Never been better," you whispered, and then fell asleep in his arms like that.

Masterlist

#bts #bangtan #request #jeon jungkook #Jungkook #drabble #smut #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook drabble #jungkook smut #bts drabble #bts smut #kinky drabbles #bts jk #virgin reader

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zippityzero · 2 years

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THIS HELLSPAWN OF AN AUSTIN, I TELL YOU

THIS HELLSPAWN OF A DEMON, AKA @itzampella CAUSED TOO MUCH CHAOS WITH BEING AUSTIN IN VRCHAT- TO EXPLAIN IT, THIS MF KEPT ORDERING FRENCH FRIES AND MOONDROP DONE SUFFERED AND I AM OVER HERE, MINUS ETELED, JUST CONCERNED AS HELL AND TRYING TO STOP 'EM- SO HERE'S THE SCREENSHOT'S AND SOME OF THE CHAOS SAID: before french fry chaos: Austin: [RUNNING AFTER MOONDROP TO SHOVE BREAD UP THEIR A&^] Moondrop: [RUNNING AWAY] Minus Eteled, at the corner: 🧍‍♂️....

now french fry chaos: Austin: [spam clicking the french fries button on the menu] GIVE ME MY 89CKING F R E N C H F R I E S . Moondrop, who's barely paid enough for this: [MAKING THEM QUICKK] Minus Eteled: Austin, that's enough-

Austin: [look's at Minus Eteled] You want something? Minus Eteled: Pancakes- Austin: [constent spam clicking pancakes button] Minus Eteled: I DON'T NEED A LOT, I'M A GENUINE FULL R O B O T UNLIKE YOU-

Austin: [STILL SPAM CLICKING THE FRENCH FRIES BUTTON] I WANT MY FRENCH FRIESSSSSSS- Moondrop: ISTG- ALL THE POTATOES ARE NEARLY FINISHED- [TRYING TO MAKE MORE] Minus Eteled, holding his pancakes: IT'S A MISTAKE I GOT YOU HERE, IT'S A GENUINE MISTAKE WE CAME HERE-

Me: Out of context of the chaos, but imagine this happens in me and UT's rp- UT: I- THANK'S FOR THE IDEA, I WILL DO THAT. Me: OH GOD NO- Minus Eteled: [running away with the menu] ENOUGH, AUSTIN- Austin, like the little demon he is: [CHASING AFTER 'EM] GIVE ME IT BACKKKK-

Moondrop: GET OUT, YOUR BANNED- Austin: I'M NOT GETTING OUT- Minus Eteled: AUSTIN, ENOUGH- WERE GOING BACK TO THE REST, IT WAS A MISTAKE WE CAME HERE-

Moondrop: GET THE 89CK OUT, YOUR B A N N E D . Austin: FINE, I WASN'T HUNGRY ANYWAY- [THROWING THE FRENCH FRIES BACK AT MOONDROP] Minus Eteled: ISTG, I'M PUNTING ETELED ONCE WERE BACK TO THE REST- Austin: WAIT, NO- Minus Eteled: THEN GET OUT, I'M HELPING HIM- Austin: Your coming along- Minus Eteled: G E T O U T BEFORE I PUNT ETELED TO THE SIXTH DIMENSION, AUSTIN.

Austin: [flipping Moondrop off with the finger] Moondrop: G e t o u t . Minus Eteled: AUSTIN, GO BACK TO THE MII CHANNEL- YEAH, ALL THIS JUST FROM THE HELLSPAWN OF AN AUSTIN (one thing me and ut do and prob a hc of ours, idfk- just happened in a rp and i now love it: Minus CM pretty much want's to see and meet every version of him and Minus Eteled, even the Henry's and Austin's (which somehow is possible). so mf now only want's to finish his goal of that, with Minus Eteled's help, of course- buut daily fight's happen, since Minus Eteled is worried for the income's and outcome's for every AU person Minus CM kidnap's- they only had, well USED to have had, only 4 on the team: Minus Henry, Minus Austin, Minus CM, and Minus Eteled. thenn they managed to find the original's (aka normal CM and normal Eteled's wii's), and CM was the first one to be kidnapped- Minus Eteled and Minus CM got in a fight, Eteled found Minus Eteled over heating, took him to the Minus' since he found them, Minus CM and Minus Eteled sorted thing's out (a bit), Minus CM explained some stuff to Eteled and CM, they both agreed to join along, and that's how the gang now exists- and any new AU person they meet, Minus CM would b e g Minus Eteled if they could join along- since Minus Eteled still worries about the incomes and outcomes for what their doing)

#my finger's? idfk if their alive anymore y'all #my vocal chord's after having to yell at Austin to stop? idfk either lmao #YET THIS HELLSPAWN OF AN AUSTIN DONE CAUSED CHAOS TO SAY THE LEAST #vrchat #minus eteled #corrupted mii #security breach moondrop

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harrywritingsbyme · 4 years

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Sunday Smut Concept #27

A/N: Best Friends Dad!Harry is backkkk🤪...and he’s coming back hottt🥵🤤!! Enjoy🙃

Okay so you can not tell me and I refuse to listen to anyone who try's to tell me that this is not best friends dad!Harry and Y/N.

Like you and your best friend we’re having a little weekend together and since it was your last night there before heading back to your place tomorrow afternoon, the two of you decided to throw your bathing suits on and chill in the hot tub for a little while before getting ready for bed. After an hour or two of sitting in the warm jet filled hot tub and sipping on the beers you two “borrowed” from Harry’s case in the fridge, the time had come for your friend to call it a night.

“As much as I wanna stay out here with you and continue enjoying this amazing and strangely powerful jet, I’m gonna call it a night.” Your friend announces, standing up from the water and gathering up the now empty beer bottles.

“I think I’m gonna stay out here a little longer. This jet feels really good.” You reply with a little laugh.

“Well I’ll see you tomorrow morning. I’m gonna pass out once I get inside.” She says to you, making her way out of the hot tub.

“Night girlie, I’ll try to be quiet.” You hum in response, sinking back into the corner (and jet) you were sitting in. After sitting there by yourself for a good 15 minuets, you began to want a little company. Luckily for you, the person you wanted to keep you company had the same idea.

When Harry heard his daughter come upstairs, he figured that you were close behind. But after checking in on her, he pieced together that you were still awake and outside. This was literally the perfect time for the two of you to spend some time together. Since your friend was passed out in bed, the two of you could be together and not have to worry much about getting caught. With this being said, as soon as he came to this conclusion, Harry quickly made his way back down the hall to his room to text you.

When you heard your phone ping, you didn’t even have to look at it to figure out who was messaging you. You knew for a fact that it was Harry and you knew exactly what he wanted. To tease him a little, you hold off on replying for a couple minuets after receiving his message. You wanted to get under his skin a little. Once you finally decide to check his message, you’re welcomed with a very blunt and to the point message.

Daddy💦🦋🤤🥵✨: You should come in here and let me pound you into the mattress.

You: maybe you should come out here and pound me in the hot tub. this jet feels really good.

If he wanted you, he was going to have to come and get it.

And he did just that. As soon as he read your reply, he started undressing himself and making his way out to you. Harry didn’t waste any time. He had one mission, and it was to have some amazing sex with his girlfriend. Even if it was in the hot tub in his backyard; he’d do anything to be inside you. Plus he wanted to nip you using the jets to pleasure yourself in the bud. If he was around, he wanted to be the only source of your pleasure. When you heard the back door open, your head perked up and you saw a shirtless and what was about to be pant-less Harry charging out of the house. After throwing his joggers on the couch, Harry was charging towards you full speed ahead. Once he made it to the edge of the tub, he was down to just his tight boxers. It took Harry all of five seconds to shove his boxers down and expose his hard cock.

“Can i suck your dick before you fuck me?” You inquire bluntly. The way his big and very hard cock sprung up when he shoved his underwear down really did something to you. Seeing his cock was making you tingle a bit.

“No.” Harry replies simply, wrapping a hand around his thick shaft in the process. Your breasts looked so good in that barely there bikini top. All he wanted to do was pounce on you and just rip it off of your body to free your perky breasts that he were just begging to be in his hands.

“How about you fuck me on the couch over there.” You begin, lifting yourself out of the hot tub and heading in the direction of the out door couch that was situated not to far behind Harry. With you now being out of the water, Harry got to see your wet body in all of it’s glory. The bikini bottoms(if he could even bring himself to call them that) were barely holding on. It was covering you (and he used covering very lightly) by a thread. The thin ties were knotted at your fleshy and delectable hips and that was about it. The area between your hips and pussy was 95% bare. The only fabric down there was a thin and narrow patch of fabric that was designated to cover your cunt. And it wasn’t doing that great of a job. The lights that were strung throughout the backyard gave Harry just enough light to see the outline of your plush pussy. He got to see the outline of your pussy lips and your mound that he loved to squeeze while he pounded into you. If you were to do anymore than walk, your pussy was bound to fall out of those bottoms. “Know how much you like to pin me down and mount me from behind.” You continue. Your words manage to break Harry out of his bikini induced trance and bring him back to reality where you were standing right in front of him. Before going any further, you send him a quick wink and you try to make your way over to the couch. But Harry is quick to stop you in your tracks. In an instant, Harry has one of his ringed hands wrapped tightly around your arm pulling you back in front of him.

“What you’re going to do is get back in there and do as I say.” Harry grumbles with authority, making his dominance over you known. “How about that?” Harry asks sarcastically, using your words against you.

“Yes daddy.” You whisper back to him. Even though you were all wet from being in the water, you could still feel some of your sticky arousal forming.

Instead of verbally replying to you all Harry does is release your arm, lightly shoving it back in the direction you came. You then turn back around to get back into the hot tub. As you walk back, Harry follows behind you and he takes a nice long stare at your ass. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the supple flesh of your thighs and backside as you walked in front of him. In that moment, Harry made a mental note to stock you up on these bikinis, he absolutely loved them on you. He continues to follow you down and into the warm water until you’re backed right into the corner you were sitting in at first. His hands move down to your hips under the water, giving your flesh a good squeeze before plucking the ties of your bottoms undone.

“Now m’gonna fuck you, and you’re going to love it. You’re gonna take my cock, and you’re gonna keep quiet.” Harry says matter of factly, quickly snatching the now loose bottoms off of your body and spreading your legs to stand between them before moving up to your top. “Understand?” He asks, resulting in a small nod from you. “Good.”

Then without warning, Harry brings his head in and attaches his mouth to your neck. His tongue laps up and down your neck as he sucks on your skin. As he continues to tenderly move his mouth against your neck, Harry brings his arms underneath your body, pulling you up towards his body. Your head was now resting against the edge of the tub and your lower was closer to Harry’s, so close that you could feel his cock moving against you as he rutted against your body while he kissed your neck. You were completely dying over the way he just took control over your body. He knew exactly how to get you worked up. From the way he licked and sucked at your neck to the way he pulled your body down and in to his so that you could feel his cock as he rutted forward against you, Harry really knew how to pleasure you to the max. After kissing at your neck and teasing you with his cock a little longer, Harry was ready to be inside of you. Keeping one arm under yours to keep you up and his hand on the edge behind you, Harry removes the other and brings it down to his cock. He gives himself a few tugs before lining his hardened cock up with your entrance and pushing into you.

“Fuck daddy!” You gasp, feeling his big cock entering you. It felt so good to be full of him again. You’d missed the feeling of his big cock stretching your walls out and pleasuring you.

“That’s right baby, take it. Take daddy’s cock.” Harry grumbles through a moan. Harry didn’t know if it had anything to do with the warm water or if it was just you, but your walls felt incredibly warm around him and he loved it. Your walls never failed to be spongy and warm for his cock. Once his cock is fully sheathed between your walls, Harry gives no time for adjustment and goes straight into thrusting. He starts off a little slow and builds up to full speed. As he does this, your moans get a little louder. You were trying to keep your moans at bay but the way his cock was moving inside of you felt so good. You could even feel the thick veins that traveled up his shaft gliding against your walls. To make it even better, you could feel the powerful stream of water moving below you, intensifying the already immense pleasure you were receiving from Harry.

As he continued to fuck into you, Harry also tried to keep his moans at bay. You just felt so good around him and your pitiful little moans were making it even better. You were trying so hard to keep yourself together and quiet as he fucked into you. One moment he’d give it to you really hard, shoving his cock deep into you and slamming it into your sweet spot over and over again and the next he’d slow his hips down and send deep and languid thrusts into you. You could hardly keep up with the rollercoaster that was the speed of your hips. All you could do was relax your body into Harry and take in his pleasure.

“Oh my god!” You slur out through a whimper. Harry was sucking right on the sweet spot of your neck and he was slamming into your sweet spot over and over again. It felt so good that it was pushing you really close to the edge.

“Such a good girl for daddy.” Harry groans blow your ear, continuing to suck on your skin. “Lettin’ him fuck your pretty little pussy while your best friend is asleep.” Harry continues, feeling his own release rapidly bubbling up inside of him. “Dirty little thing.” He finishes.

He only got a few more thrusts in before you were tightly clenching your walls up around him. After countless thrusts to your sweet spot and the continuous attack on your neck, you were done for. Your release has grown into this huge wave that was about to crash down onto you. This was the same for Harry, He could feel his release creeping up on him and you clenching onto his cock only made it creep up quicker.

“Cum with me sweet girl.” Harry pants, fully removing his face from your neck and smearing his lips onto your parted ones before delivering one final thrust into you that sends you both toppling over the edge. The both of you moan into each others mouths as you let go around each other. It felt so good to be around each other like this again. After riding the waves of your releases, you and Harry relax into each other and enjoy the closeness that neither of you you have been able to enjoy in a while.

Now even though the both of you were recovering from your releases, Harry wasn’t done with you. He planned on taking you up on your offer to pin you down and mount you from behind, along with everything else under the sun. You were going to be in for a long night.

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trikxx · 3 years

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Hey besties im backkkk😙! Im trying to get another chapter of my Kenma story but I need some time so im just going to write for this one.

Songs for this chapter:

• losin control - russ

• first fuck - 6lack, jhene aiko

( ⚠️this chapter mainly contains smut(degrading & edging)⚠️)

A few days later🧍🏽‍♀️

"Hey y/n are you awake?" Denki says. Y/n groans "now i am." Denki huffs and slowly opens the door and goes in the room. "I made breakfast. But I wanted to talk to you." He says looking at her pinging phone.

"You cant keep ignoring him y/n."

"Why should it matter Denki?"

"You should go and talk to him. No you are going to talk to him cause you can't keep locking yourself in here and not talking about your feelings. You both need to talk to each other and talk it out." Y/n lets his words sink in.

"Denki-"

"No. Get dressed we are are going back so you can talk to him."

Y/n rolls out the bed after Denki leaves the room. 'Why?' Y/n thought to herself as she pulled out some clothes.

Y/n looks at her phone analyzing the messages sent by Shinsou and sees some from Shindo who she occasionally texted only cause he was being annoying.

Hitoshi☄️: y/n. You dont have to come back and stay can we at least just talk.

Hitoshi☄️: nvm take you time.

'That was the last message he sent huh?' Y/n thought

Shindo.: Hey just want to ask if you wanted to hang out today?

Shindo.: You there?

Shindo.: y/nnnnnnnn😃.

Shindo.: are to shleepingggg🙂

*1 missed call from Shindo.*

"Dude." Y/n said making a irritated face. 'Am i about to text him back....yes cause why not. Shinsou can be player why cant I. I mean just a little sum sum to get my mind off that douche Hitoshi.'

Y/n🌸🤍: sorry I was sleep.

Y/n🌸🤍: yea sure we can hang out. What time and where.

Shindo.: Heyyyyy!

Shindo.: Any time is good for me. Maybe at Venice😗?

Y/n🌸🤍: Cool! I'll text you the time when I figure it out.

Shindo.: Do you want me to pick you up?

Y/n🌸🤍: no its ok. I have to do a few things so ill meet you there.

Shindo.: ok see you later then😏.

Y/n🌸🤍: cant wait🤗

'Bitch what the fuck was "cant wait🤗"' y/n thought to herself as she did her hair.

"Falling in love now lossing control now~" y/n sang along with the lyrics 'damn a bitch really in her feels.' Y/n giggled and went to get her outfit out

Y/n sat back down on the bed. 'Maybe i should take my truck. No Denki wouldn't let me.' Y/n thought

____

"Do we really have to go?" Y/n asked. "Yes." Denki responded bluntly. Y/n rolled her eyes and went back to the room and called Mina.

*incoming call from Y/n😃✨*

Mina picked up her phone and answered quick.

Mina: Hey babes! How are you feeling?

Y/n: Im feeling ok, Denki is making me go talk to him

Mina: I agree with Denki you should talk to Hitoshi before you go and.... ya know... pop ya pussy fa a grand

Y/n: Mina noo

Mina: Im kidding im kidding.... unless..

Y/n: Nope. Thats enough.

Mina: Put ya p*ssy lips on live i give ya a thousand dollas

Y/n: Bye Mina.

Mina: No waittt-

*call ended*

___

Y/n giggles and lays back on the bed. 'I wonder how this is gonna go' . "Lets go y/n im ready." Y/n grabs her phone and keys and follows Denki out the house.

"Can I take my-" "no." Denki said. "Well shit."

"Y/n. You've been ignoring him and sulking for too long. We need y/n back." Denki said keeping his eyes on the rode.

"Can I play some music at least?" Y/n asked "Yea. What ever floats your boat and gets you to talk to Shinsou."

____

"I'm ready." "Ok lets go." He responds. Denki and Y/n walk out to Denki's car and he pulls out the driveway and drives to Y/n and Shinsou's apartment.

"You go in ill wait out here for you." Denki said. "Tch. Ok" y/n said getting out the car.

Y/n walked into the lobby "Hello ms. Y/n." The woman at the desk says. "Hey." Y/n says walking past to the elevator and then pressing 5.

There was many thoughts going through y/n's head.

'Should I actually do this.'

'Why am i here.'

'I should have taken my car any way and went somewhere else'

'Fuck him i should leave'

'Is it my fault?'

"FUCK!" Y/n yelled right before the elevator stopped. There was someone waiting and they looked at her crazy. "Sorry." Y/n said walking past them soon putting her hands in her pockets.

___

Y/n was standing outside the apartment with the key in the door debating if she should go in or not.

Y/n takes the key out the door and turned to walk away. But the door opens "y/n ?" Shinsou says standing in the door way shirt less. His eyes puffy and his eyes looking more restless then usual.

Shinsou runs toward y/n immediately enclosing her in a hug dipping his head into the space between y/n shoulder and neck. "Y/n im sorry! I should have known! I- I wasn't thinking!" Shinsou said. "Please forgive me." He continued pulling away to look y/n in her eyes.

"Y/n?" He said again looking into her teary eyes. Y/n hugs Shinsou tightly. "I missed you." Y/n say crying on to Shinsou's chest. They walk in to the apartment and sit down on the couch.

"Soo what have you been doing Shinsou?" Y/n says looking at Shinsou while he scrambles around to pick up the stuff that was out of place. "I've been..." he stops. "Its ok to tell the truth. Im not gonna judge you Toshi."

Shinsou blushes cause he hadn't heard the nickname in a while. "Well.. crying and trying to get in contact with you." He says. "Sorry I wasn't answering i've kinda been ignoring everybody." Y/n says with a small chuckle while leaning onto Hitoshi's shoulder.

"I missed you y/n." Shinsou says. Y/n lifted her head up and looked at Shinsou he looked back. "You kn-"

⚠️ne noor ne noor mayday mayday⚠️

⚠️smut⚠️

Y/n was cut off by Shinsou's lips crashing into hers. Y/n kissed back and moved closer to him deepening the kiss.

Shinsou grabbed her butt making y/n moan into the kiss. This turned him on more. He pulled y/n on to his lap. Y/n put her arms around his neck and closed the space between them.

___

Yes y/n and Shinsou were best friends but they fucked a little bit here and there. Shinsou had feeling for y/n and he really wanted her but he didn't want to ruin their relationship. Y/n had feelings but she didn't want a relationship because of what happened with Todoroki.

But theres only a matter of time before every ting becomes clear. Right?

___

Shinsou picks up y/n and carries her to her room and laying her on the bed not breaking the kiss. He tugs at the bottom of her shirt and she nods. Shinsou begins to pull y/n's shirt off breaking the kiss. He takes off his sweats and climbs on to the bed hovering over y/n's frame.

"Beautiful little fuck." Shinsou says with a smirk then taking off y/n's shorts.

He tosses the shorts to the floor then dips into y/n's neck immediately finding her sweat spot and starts leaving hickeys and love bites.

Shinsou starts kissing y/n again slowly brushing his fingers down her body stoping at the band of her underwear.

Shinsou begins to rub y/n's clothed clit "ahh~". He smirked and stop and started removing y/n's panties. Shinsou bit his lip at the sight. "So wet already." He said. Shinsou goes back to kissing y/n.

He inserts a finger into y/n. "Shinsou~" y/n moans. She feels Shinsou smirk on her lips as he adds another finger. "Like that? Fucking slut." Shinsou says breaking the kiss and speeding up his pace.

Y/n felt her core tighten up "im gonna cu-" Shinsou abruptly stopped. "What the fuck Shinsou?!" Y/n says. "Aw did I get your hopes up?" "Fuck you." Y/n spat. "Oops- wrong answer." Shinsou said smiling.

"What?" Y/n asks. "Shin- ah~" Shinsou dipped his fingers back into y/n going at a fast pace. "Fuck~"

Y/n relaxed her body knowing she was about to release but Shinsou stopped. "FUCKKKK! WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THAT!" Y/n yells. "So I have to say it don't cum till I say so." Shinsou says.

"Ok." Y/n responds but Shinsou doesn't budge. "Ok what?" He said with a straight face. Y/n held back her smile "ok Shinsou." She said deciding to dance with the devil. "You little fuck." Shinsou said with a smile.

Shinsou puts both of y/n's legs on his shoulders and puts his arms around her legs keeping them in place. He lick a "mmm y/n you taste so good." Y/n threw her head back and slipped her hands into Shinsou's hair.

"Fuck! Ah~" y/n moaned. Shinsou started to go faster "SHIT SHIT SHIT!" Shinsou got harder at the sound of y/n's moans. He couldn't wait any longer. Shinsou wanted to break y/n. He wanted to feel her around him.

"I'm gonna-" "yes princess cum on my face" "cum for me!" Shinsou demanded and Y/n obeyed. "FUCK~"

Shinsou let y/n finish then he kissed her. He then pulled of his boxers and threw them with the rest of their clothes. Y/n sat up on the her elbows as Shinsou started kissing her again. He positioned himself at y/n's entrance.

"I want to hear you beg. Beg for me to fuck you senseless." Shinsou demanded "please" "please what." "Please fuck me!"

"I said beg bitch!"

Y/n let of a quiet groan when Shinsou yelled. He could way all night for her to beg just edging her for hours on in.

"Please fuck me! Ughh~ please!" Y/n whined out. "Good girl~" Shinsou purred as he put his hand on y/n's stomach to feel him self going in count each inch.

"1~"

"2 fuck~"

"3~"

Y/n threw her head back as he went further "cant take it?" Shinsou said voice laced in lust.

"7~"

"8 ughhhh~" he said throwing his head back.

Shinsou pulled y/n closer to him and kissed her neck starting to stroke slowly at a gruesome pace for y/n. "Faster~" y/n moaned out. Shinsou smirked and pulled out. Y/n loudly groaned "stop fucking teasing~" she whined pulling Shinsou back on to the bed and getting on top.

"What do you think your doing." Shinsou says with a smirk. "Something you wouldn't." Y/n said lowering herself down. Before she could get past tip Shinsou flipped over with him on top and went the way in and started going at a brutal inhuman pace.

"Is this what you wanted, fucking slut!"

____

'Y/n has been in there for a long time' Denki thinks getting out the car. " im gonna go check on them."

Denki walks into the apartment building. "Good evening sir. Is there anything you need help with?" The woman at the desk said.

"Uhh...actually yes do you know which apartment.. Hitoshi Shinsou stays in." "Yes apartment 503." "Thank you" Denki says walking away.

'503. 503. 503.' Denki repeated in his head while in the elevator and while walking to the door. Denki knock on the door but noticed it moved when he made contact. "Bitc- oh its open. Scary~" Denki slowly walks into the apartment. "Damn this is nice."

Denki goes to find Shinsou's room. As he gets closer to what he think is Shinsou's room he hears moans he decides to stop and just listen.

"What are you doing."

"Something you wouldn't."

Denki heard something hit the bed and then a loud whine.

"Is this what you wanted, fucking slut!"

"SHINSOU~"

Denki couldn't bare the screams. "Y/N ARE YO- oh~" "Looks like we have a guest Y/n." Shinsou says looking at Y/n. "You like this y/n?" Be continued with a smirk. "Ah~ please- s-slow down" Y/n whined

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beecherdrysdale · 3 years

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Hiii my bbs, I hope you are well. Get ready for a longgg post.

Some opening thoughts:

Brigid and I will be buying new chains for our boys. Esp for Quinner because he doesn’t have one and I want to start seeing this 🥵 look. Kesh care to join us?

- a baby that looks like Jamie and has his cute freckles. Brigid knows what I’m taking about.

Also brigid would like like Jamie’s beanie vv much so now we both are in that club because I have quinners and Brigid has Jamie’s.

- Mykonos is gorgeous. That is that.

- I am loving Brigid tracing Jamie’s freckles while he sleeps🥺 and I find it adorable that Brigid can only sleep with Jamie :)this would so be insta worthy photos.

- hehe yes to getting beeped by machines!! Okkk I’m glad, so Lexi is busy with Quinner means that we are just getting coffeeee. We aren’t like you and Jamie who make out in arenas.

- hehe Jamie would just be glaring at cozzy when he sits down, and cozzy becomes slightly terrified so he gives up the seat but still wants $50 because he wants to buy himself something on the flight. He goes to sit w his sleeping buddy devon. Kesh and Kirby are just to cool to deal with our crazy shit in the morning.

-no sore neck for Dylan. Thank you brigid. Yes to all of these soft moments. Playing with each other’s hair, the freckle tracing and the slightly heated make out that you would be having while Dylan is sleeping because I don’t think he could handle that lol. Another thought jamie just helping you fidget less because you keep hitting the back of Bowen’s seat and he’s sleeping.

- Kesh and Kirby are like the star couple, they are just perfect with each other. I understand why you wouldn’t want to know us esp when quinton Braden and Peyton start to throw snacks over the seats.

-honestly if I had that much coffee I would probably throw up, but kudos to Quinner for passing out after consuming all of that. I want freckles kisses but also I would play with jacks rope bracelets and w his hair 🥺. You would probably get really annoyed because of my leg tapping so Quinner also needs to calm that down as well.

- me slapping Ryan to wake up is just vv funny to me. Yess to them admiring our hair . Whenever I travel to warm places my skin always clears uppp so it’s nice.

-yay we are all sharing rooms w our bbs. hey hey

hey I’m not that dirty minded but like how can you resist? I don’t wanna hear to much from the two of you I mean it 😏. Omg I just had an idea imagine everybody just running into each other’s rooms and chasing each other. I hope we don’t walk in on you two lol. And we all settle in one room and have a slumber party lol. Face masks w the boys ‘I’m sorry why is it green’ ‘calm down, it’s a cucumber face mask it’ll hydrate your skin’ and then when they take them off the boys are glowing heheh.

- ok so I’ve bought an entire new wardrobe for this trip lol l. Ooo shopping would be vv fun. In this reality we have money hehe. Jamie carrying you into the water is 🤌 and I love it. Me and Quinner still need to be chaotic so we push each other into waves and then Brigid and jamie join. Meanwhile Kesh and Kirby are just chilling. Yesss with the hair slicked back and just wrapping your legs around their waists and maybeeeee kissing.

-finally me and Brigid are on the same team. Like Ryan you hit me in the face brigid will hit you 2x harder. Yess to all of us having moments on the beach at night.

- apparently we had some eventful nights😏 ehich I love even some of the boys because they want to have summer flings so no early morning for us. I love hotel breakfast as well esp if they have a buffet because you can eat as much as you want.

- cliff diving: ofc Brigid and Dylan go first because they are literally not scared of anything. aww you grabbing Jamie’s hand while he’s terrified. While that’s happening me and Ryan are hyping each other up, we slap each other on the backs etc. And we start to run and I get Quinner to come even if he’s terrified. I’d probably yell ‘let’s fucking goooo’ Brigid I’m making you the person that yells Marco the entire time lol cuz you are the swimmer of the group. Hehe us blaming Kesh and Kirby because they couldn’t figure out how to get out of the water. just a thought, wouldn’t it be better if you stay with the boys just in case they have trouble swimming and you can help them. And maybe I can go with Dylan and bond with him a bit. Any way works tho :). Hehe once everybody gets to the beach we are just crawling because we are tired from swimming and we just sleep on the beach lol.

- I’m good with dong half and half- snorkelling and scuba. Awww you holding Jamie’s hand and pulling him along. Same with me and Quinner and kesh and Kirby. I was terrified lol . Oo that’s so cool that you got to swim with turtles. That’s great for 8 year old Brigid:)).

Ooo a catamaran is so fun as well. Anyways dylan is just talented at everything. So he plays guitar and maybe he can help me reawaken my guitar skills. So I just watch him lol. Finally somebody who doesn’t make fun of me listening to the mamma Mia sound track. I love it sm and it just gives off the biggest Greece vibes. Aww and all of us just singing softly. And then just cuddling with the boys in the sun and me taking a bunch of photos! Aloe Vera it is😏😏.

Side story: so brigid you are playing music on the speakers while we are on the boat and Jamie goes to change the song and sees that there is an adorable photo of you and him as your wallpaper and he asks ‘you have me as your lock screen’ and you blush and say yes and he gives you the biggest kiss and then the rest of the boys are like awwww and all compare lock screens. And then Quinner looks at mine and smiles same w Kirby.

Yayyy us dressing cute all of hair is in natural waves/curls and getting dinner at a cute restaurant. and then exploring the nightlife in Mykonos. Ooo the drinks are a plus to us being chaotic at night. Like we would laugh so much at night. Awww kisses under the moon and then backkkk to the hotel for spicy evening pt 2

Side note: so imagine we already had dinner and we just start exploring Mykonos and we come across a live band playing outside and Jamie sees people dancing and then asks you to dance:) and you ofc agree and you just have the most intimate slow dance 🥺 and you just stare into his eyes and then tuck your face into his neck. Kirby also sees and asks kesh to dance and they are just admiring each other. And then Quinner sees me pouting and crying over you two and asks me to dance as well and we also slow dance. The rest of boys also find some ladies to dance with.

Next day: we decide to explore Mykonos like going to see the ruins and historical sights. So we all set off in the morning. Since Greece has a lot of alleys and stairs everyone some of us ( me and Ryan I fall down the stairs sm ) accidentally fall down the stairs ‘oh for fucks sake why do I always have to fall’ ‘what about me Lexi?’ ‘ you’re a hockey player you fall all the time anyway’ so we just bicker and you guys laugh and Quinner helps me up. ‘Hey Brigid we heard you and Jamie last night’ ‘shut up Cole we saw that girl sneak out of your room lol’ so everyone is just chirping each other the entire time. We get to the historic sights and we are all in awe and take a bunch of photos. Then we go get lunch and just chill. After that we all return to the hotel in the evening and we all get dinner. All in all I am loving this trip. It’s just so great.

Also I realized that pro tennis players go there during off season and so if I see one of them I will totally ask for a photo and go play tennis with them one afternoon. ‘Omg guys Serena William is hereeee’ and I just run off lol.

- another part might be happening but I might start with our Europe tripppppppp.

Ly thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy 🥺.

omgggg all of this is fucking amazing!! i love all of it, and ofc you guys lexi and kesh💕 anyways longggg post ahead

ok so first some random thoughts

ok so first of all new chains for the boyssss. quinner needs to start wearing one for lexi asap, and kesh and i are getting new ones for kirby and jamie. tbh they’re just as much gifts for us as for them lol

omg yessss i want a bb jamie. and his freckles 🥺🥺 i’m sorry this child is going to be so pale tho

hehe all of us out here stealing beanies. jamie’s beanie just looks so soft and i want to wear and then i can play with his hair better when he’s not wearing it too lol. and ofc lexi gets credit for starting this trend with quinner

ok moving on to the flight lol

pleaseee i just want to trace jamie’s freckles and play with his hair while he sleeps. and us only being able to sleep with each other 🥰🥺 hehe please someone take pics for us

lmaooo yes lexi is busy GETTING COFFEE with quinner. and no need to bring jamie and i into this lexi, please and thank you

hehe cozzy making jamie give him $50 to switch seats so he can buy food on the flight. it’s ok cozzy isn’t really mad bc he can sleep better by devon anyways, he doesn’t have to deal with dyl and i’s crazy shit. lmaooo love kesh and kirby ignoring us

lol you’re welcome dyl for keeping you comfy, you better be getting me food to pay me back later. and then me and jamie just being soft 🥺🥺 tracing freckles and playing with each others hair. awww just peppering each others faces with kisses and then it somehow turns into a makeout. good thing dyl is asleep so he doesn’t slap one of us lmao. omg yessss jamie holding my hand or putting a hand on my leg so i’ll stop fidgeting the whole time so bo can sleep lol

awww yes kesh and kirby are adorable together, we love that for them. haha honestly same, i can see why they don’t wanna sit by us

hehe quinner just has insanely high coffee tolerance, so he’s passed out on the plane lmao. but that gives lexi the perfect opportunity to play with his hair and rope bracelet. hehe he might pretend to still be asleep for a while after he wakes up bc it feels good. and then once he wakes up he kisses your freckles and he just puts a hand on your leg so you’ll stop kicking my chair (ty quinner)

lmaoooo i want to see you slapping ryan awake. and then us looking cute with our curly/wavy hair and our clear skin

ok so first day in greece

all of us get to share rooms with our bbs:) also i said we would try to keep quiet, i don’t know what more you want from jamie and i. i don’t think you and quinner are exactly silent either at night lmao. omg yesss running into each other’s rooms playing hotel tag! hehe i advise if you see a singular piece of clothing on our floor then you leave, bc i keep my room freakishly neat. but anywayssss i would dominate hotel tag, i love that game and i have a lot of practice lol

omg yes slumber party!! we can watch movies and stuff together and make the guys do face masks lmao. ‘why is it green’ ‘wait mine’s grey’ ‘i don’t want this shit on my skin’ ‘guys just put them on, it’ll be good for you’ omg yessss when we take them off they’re just glowing, love that for them

hehe all of us girls going shopping together to get cute new clothes bc guess what? we have moneyyyyy. and all the guys are just like where did they go

hehe yes jamie carrying me and then quinner and lexi pushing each other in behind us lol. but then ofc jamie and i join bc we’re (read: i’m) overly competitive. and kesh and kirby just chilling on the beach lol. and then i loveeee moments in the water, just like the slicked back hair and wrapping legs around waists and definitely maybe kissing

hehe yes lexi and i are the dream team. ryan i will beat you tf up if i have to lol. awww and cute moments on the beach at night 🥰

next dayyyy

hehe late breakfast bc we had eventful nights and don’t wanna get up early. and then i’m eating sm at the buffet lol and the guys are just like how? bc i’m just a very hungry person in general lol

hehe ok cliff diving: obvi me and dyl first bc we’re the daredevils, but i also pull jamie with us bc i don’t want to leave my bb behind. and then you and ryan hype each other up and you guys come next but then you pull quinner with you too, bc you don’t want to leave him behind. hehe i’m not being marco the whole time sorry, whoever gets tagged becomes marco. hehe and then once we’re ready to get out we blame kesh and kirby that we don’t know how lol ‘wow thanks mom and dad, how helpful’ jk we still love you kesh!! honestly i’m down to either, stay with the guys in the water or climb up, i did do rock climbing for a couple years tho so idk if that makes a difference. but then also they probably need help swimming and you want to bond with dyl, so honestly up to you:)

snorkeling and scuba diving - all of us holding hands with our bfs and swimming with them🥺 hehe yes little brigid was really just living a wild life lol. anywaysss then we’re back on the catamaran and dyl’s just playing music and then we give lexi a turn and she’s surprisingly good for having not played in so long. and then singing mama mia is so fun! and just hanging out on the boat in general and having fun and cuddling with our boys. and then ofc we have to use aloe vera lol

hehe yess i have aux on the boat, but at some point i just ask jamie to go change the song and he knows my password, but i forgot he doesn’t know i changed my wallpaper. so then he’s sees the pic of us cuddling together in the airport and he’s just like ‘i’m your wallpaper’ and i just blush and go ‘well, yeah’ and he just comes over and hugs me and gives me a kiss. so then everyone’s comparing wallpapers lol, and so quinner and kirby are vv happy when they see lexi and kesh’s

yesss all of us looking cute and exploring mykonos nightlife. haha everyone’s at least a little tipsy bc it’s super easy to get drinks there. hehe all of us super loud and laughing and stuff, love that. and then moonlight kisses🥰

awww yes, we’re exploring and we see a live band so jamie asks me to dance. and i blush but ofc i say yes, so we’re just having the softest most intimate slow dance🥺 staring into each other’s eyes at first, but then i tuck my face into his chest bc i get nervous with eye contact. and then ofc kirby has to ask kesh bc they’re #couplegoals and they’re just admiring each other while they dance. and quinner isn’t the best with social cues so he doesn’t pick up on it right away, but then he sees you’re sad and asks you to dance with him and then you two are adorable together. and the other guys ask some girls to dance, and guess who ends up coming back to the hotel with us that night lmao

next dayyyyy

oooh yes going to see the greek ruins, and there are a tonnn of alleys and stairs and stuff. so ofc you and ryan fall down them (and i by some miracle don’t). hehe you: ‘why tf am i always falling?’ him: ‘what about me tho lexi?’ you: ‘you’re a hockey player, it’s kind of in your job description’ and you guys keep fighting lmao, but ofc quinner helps you up 😍

and the chirpssss that would be going on all day lmaoooo ‘hey brigid, we heard you and jamie last night’ ‘oh fuck off, i saw a different girl come out of your room this morning cole. what are you doing, trying to go through every girl in mykonos by the time we leave?’

and then ofc sightseeing and taking lots of insta photos, and then we all go to get lunch together. imagine the people who have to serve our table, i feel sorry for them lol. and then we could just go back to the beach or smtg before dinner and then back to the hotel 😏

final thoughts

at some point lexi sees a really good tennis player and goes to get her picture taken and see if she can practice with them, and kesh and i being the good friends that we are chase after her to take the pictures lol. hehe and then lexi abandons us to go play tennis with them for the afternoon

ugggh this was amazing and i love it, i’m excited for another part of europe, i’m down with either bc both would be amazing

ly too 🥰 it was amazing, i was so happy to read it

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Animal - 08

Pairing: Jungkook | Reader Genre: boxer jungkook | angst | smut | tiny bits of fluff Word Count: 12k

Warnings: violence, I think there are some brief metions of drugs but literally just the word “drug”, explicit sex (really explicit please wash all my sins away), vocabulary (as usual duh)

A/N: I’m backkkk! You forgot about me? Well I’m still here!!! hehe... There’s only one chapter left kajshfagsfjah I’m nervous.

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You thought about ignoring Jiwon brother’s words and not searching for Jungkook, but it was something that haunted you in your sleep.

Lying awake in your small dorm room wasn’t the same as lying awake in your comfortable bed in your own apartment. There were no city lights reflecting, no cool breeze slipping through your window, the ceiling wasn’t the same, the quietness wasn’t the same. It didn’t feel like home.

But it didn’t stop you from lying awake in bed, thinking – something that hadn’t happened to you since you had decided to focus on your degree.

You couldn’t just ignore everything that had happened the previous week and carry on with your routine. You wanted, but you couldn’t.

You wondered where he had been, what had he been doing all that time. Jiwon’s brother told you he had disappeared, that he wasn’t fighting anymore. You wondered if he was alright.

You clenched your teeth as you turned around, the sheets suffocating you as you tried to hide beneath them.

It hurt to worry about him like that after all, but it was something that came natural to you, something that you couldn’t choose. Embracing it was the best thing you could do if you didn’t want to drive yourself crazy.

So you let your mind wander. You let yourself wonder what he was doing, or what he was planning to do. You let yourself wonder if he was doing alright, if he missed you just as much as you missed him, or if he hated himself as much as you hated him too. You let yourself wander to that night at your apartment and those words: “I can’t love you”.

You shook your head and pulled the covers away from your body.

“Stop being stupid, Y/N,” you growled, decisively standing on your feet and marching towards your small wardrobe. You opened its doors, searching for something easy to throw on.

You were going to search for him, tell him what Jiwon’s brother had told you and finally move on. You would follow Jiwon brother’s advice and finish your degree, work until you had enough money to buy your own apartment, a place you could fully call your own. You would lead a normal life and maybe, one day, you would fall in love again. Life was that, after all, crossing all the chuckholes life put in your path, surviving and turning the page. Carrying on.

You were strong. You were going to carry on with your life, no matter how big the chuckhole was or how unforgettable.

You hated sulking, you hated feeling sad and down, you hated feeling dizzy from all the thinking and wondering. Even more when the cause of all that was someone that long ago let you know you didn’t mean as much to him as he did to you.

After washing your face and dressing yourself in something comfortable but something that wouldn’t stick out in the place you were going to, you exited your dorm building.

The taxi left you in the door of the club, and you sighed, flashbacks assaulting your mind just like you had feared they would.

You thought you would never step a foot inside that place ever again, but yet, there you were, crossing its doors and flinching at how loud the music was.

It was the only place you thought Jungkook could be on a Friday night. It was Sungho’s territory, which meant he had it covered with his men and Mr. Kang would stay away from it unless he wanted something big that would drag the attention of half the city and its police department. The boys and Evey would probably be there too, and you would have also been there if you hadn’t chosen to stay out of all that shit.

The lights blinded you as you made your way through the crowd.

Once inside, you had no idea where Jungkook could be. That was, if he was there at all.

If you were lucky, you would find him, tell him what you wanted to tell him, and you would be out of that place before midnight. If you were lucky –

But you weren’t.

“Y/N?!” you heard a high-pitched voice say from behind you. “Y/N is that you?!”

A hand placed itself on your shoulder and you turned around, not ready to face you best friend who you had been trying to avoid for the past two months.

“Y/N! Oh my god! It’s you!” Evey said happily, engulfing you in a tight hug.

“H-Hey,” you stuttered, cursing on the inside.

She grabbed you by the shoulders and pulled you away from her so she could have a look at you.

“What are you doing here?”

“I… Err… It’s nice seeing you too!” you tried to divert the topic.

She let go of you, turning serious.

“Don’t do that, not to me,” she crossed her arms over her chest. “Don’t try to avoid my questions. I haven’t seen you in two months and now you’re here? What the fuck, Y/N, tell me what’s going on.”

You sighed. It was unfair to her, you couldn’t even imagine how confused she must have been. You suddenly stopped hanging out with the group, avoiding her calls and only talking with her via text once a week to ask her how she was doing with her thesis. She deserved an explanation.

“I’m looking for Jungkook, is he in here?” you asked.

Her face went blank and her eyes turned cold. You were suddenly overcome with a wave of fear.

“Why are you looking for Jungkook?” she asked, eyes narrowed.

“It’s a long story.”

She scoffed. “Everything’s a long story for you lately, isn’t it? You’ve been avoiding me for two months and you come here looking for… Jungkook?”

You pressed a hand against your forehead. You should win Worst Friend of the Year Award or something. She had nothing to do with your problems, yet, you had cut her out of your life.

“I wish I could tell you Evey… But I can’t right now. All I can do is hope that you believe me and forgive me for being the worst friend again and again, and maybe someday, when everything’s said and done, you’ll understand everything.”

She stared into your eyes. She had always been able to read you like an open book, and you hoped that time wasn’t any different. You needed her to know you were telling the truth.

“You know something I don’t,” she said. “And I don’t know what it is, but I do know that Taehyung and Jungkook are involved in it too. I’ve heard the same I can’t tell you too many times lately.”

“Trust me Evey, please.”

You pleaded her with your eyes. You were willing to sacrifice your friendship if it meant keeping the promise you made Taehyung and not telling her about the drugs or all the shit Taehyung and Jungkook were involved in.

“I trust you Y/N, I always would. But, do you trust me?”

“Of course I trust you!” you exclaimed, grabbing her hands. You were desperate for her to believe you. “I would tell you in a heartbeat if I knew you wouldn’t be at risk, but I can’t. Gosh, I let you drag me inside the underground fighting world, of course I trust you.”

She chuckled. “You’re right.”

“When everything’s over, everything will be back to how it was, I promise you.”

“I just miss you,” she pouted, eyes glassy. “You left me alone with those assholes.”

She threw herself at you and engulfed you in another hug. This time, you hugged her back.

“You can forgive everything I’ve done to you but that, I wouldn’t forgive it either.”

You both laughed and broke the hug.

“Alright, but promise me that when whatever this shit is, ends, we’ll be back to how we were, with our Pizza Planet nights and our movie marathons.”

“I promise you,” you nodded, tightening the grip you had on her hands.

“Great!” she smiled. “The boys and I are in the private booth upstairs, do you want to join us?”

“I’d love to but… I can’t,” you winced at your words. You hated that fucking I can’t. “Do you know if Jungkook’s here?”

“Yeah, I saw him earlier speaking with Tae,” she said, frowning. “I hadn’t seen him in a while. He disappeared, just like you. Stopped hanging out with us, showing up at the fights… We’re worried about him. Does this have to do with the both of you?”

“W-what?” you stuttered. “No! Of course – “

“If he hurt you in any way that made you feel as if you couldn’t be with us anymore I’ll fucking strangle him –“

“Stop, stop, stop,” you laughed. “This has nothing to do with Jungkook and I, Evey.”

“Are you still together, then?”

“No, we’ve never been together,” you said, shaking your head.

She rolled her eyes. “God damn it, Y/N, not together as in a couple, but you were –“

“No, not anymore.”

“Alright, alright,” she said, massaging her temples. “I haven’t had a proper talk with you since the end of Christmas Holidays nearly. Can you please explain to me what’s going on? The last thing I know, you were going to confess to him.”

“Another long story,” you said, and her features hardened once again. “I’m sorry, I just don’t have time tonight. I’ll tell you, I promise. Just tell me where Jungkook is.”

“Upstairs, at the owner’s office I think.”

“Okay, thank you Evey,” you smiled.

“You won’t stay with us afterwards?” she asked.

“No, I gotta go back to the dorms before midnight.”

“Hmm, true, you live at the dorms now. Whoa, there’s so many things that have changed…”

You nodded.

“How about we see each other next Friday? Our graduation is on Sunday, so we can hang out and talk about our outfits.”

She hugged you and you swore you could hear her cry in your ear.

“Yeah! That’s the kind of plan one has with her best friend! I missed you!”

“I missed you too! But I can’t say the same of your hugs!”

She laughed and punched you in the arm as she broke the hug.

“What a bitch,” she scoffed. “Anyways, go do whatever shady shit you have to do and talk to me when you arrive to your dorm. You better keep your promise about next Friday.”

You started walking away from her, towards the stairs that led upstairs.

She was pointing at you with her finger.

“I will! Don’t drink too much, Evey! We have to submit out thesis on Monday!”

She waved at you and you disappeared up the stairs. Too many memories assaulted your mind, but you tried to push the aside. When you walked past the bathrooms of the second floor and its small corridor, you pushed aside the memories of Jungkook in his turtleneck, pushing you against the wall and whispering hotly in your ear. When you walked through the corridor that lead to the main office and its bathroom, you pushed aside the memories of Jungkook dragging you inside and giving you a taste of how he could make you feel.

You pushed all the memories aside until you were standing in front of the owner’s office door.

What could Jungkook be doing up there?

Knocking once on the door, you grabbed the doorknob and opened the door. To your surprise, it wasn’t locked, and you easily opened the heavy door.

The lights inside were on, three people turning around to look at you.

“You can’t enter here, close the door,” one of them told you.

You opened the door even more, awkwardly. If Jungkook wasn’t there, you would just ask them if they knew where he was.

But before you could open your mouth, your eyes landed on the same man you were searching for. He was staring at you, eyes wide and mouth agape in a shocked expression. He was clearly not expecting you there.

“Did you hear me? You can’t – “ the same man repeated, it looked as if he was running out of patience.

“Shut up, Minho,” Jungkook said, interrupting the man. “I know her.”

You straightened your back and cleared your thoughts, you had come to find Jungkook and talk to him, you were going to do just that. Your eyes scanned the three men briefly. By Jungkook’s side, there was Sungho, staring at you with a careful expression, and sitting on the chair behind the desk, there was the Minho guy. You had never seen him before, you guessed he was the owner of the club.

“Err…” you cleared your throat. “I wanted to talk to Jungkook for a bit.”

“We’re busy, girl,” Minho scoffed.

“I can see that, but I just want to talk to him for a bit.”

Minho opened his mouth again, clearly upset about your response, but Jungkook stopped him, placing a hand on his chest as he plopped off the desk in which he had been sitting.

“Give me ten minutes, alright?” Jungkook said, walking towards the door of the office. Towards you.

“Jungkook, we need to sort everything out, this can’t –“ Sungho started to say, the first time you had seen him talking that night.

He didn’t say anything to you.

“I’ll be right back, for fucks sake,” Jungkook growled. “C’mon,” he said to you, motioning you to go out with his head.

You silently walked out of the room and waited for him to do the same, closing the door behind him.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” he asked brusquely.

You clenched your teeth. The last thing you needed was for him to act like an asshole with you after all.

“Don’t you dare talk to me like that,” you growled. “I’m not one of your businessmen.”

He sighed, combing a hand through his hair. It had grown a lot, covering the entirety of his forehead and nearly his eyes too.

“What are you doing here?” he repeated, this time, in a softer tone.

You looked around you, the bathroom door coming into sight. You motioned him to follow you there with a nod of your head.

You tried not to think too much about what happened in that bathroom as you enter it, followed closely by Jungkook. The last time you had been there, it had been a much different situation; you on top of the bathroom sink, forehead pressed against the cold mirror as Jungkook held you in place from behind you, a tight grip on your hair stopping you from moving.

“Y/N, can you please answer me and tell me what you’re doing here?”

You snapped out of your thoughts and turned around to look at him.

“You can’t fight the final match of the Wrestling Competition.”

Jungkook blinked a few times, taken aback by your words.

“W-what? What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that you can’t fight the final match, you can’t fight against Jiwon,” you said, shaking your head.

“And why is that?”

You bit your lower lip, wondering if you should tell him about the encounter with Jiwon’s brother or not.

“I can’t exactly tell you why, I just have a bad feeling. Just… Grab your mother and go away from this city.”

Jungkook scoffed, sarcasm dripping from his lips. “Alright, so you disappear for two months and only come back to tell me I can’t fight the final match because you have a bad feeling and that I should grab my mother and run away? I’m so confused right now.”

He hid his face behind his hands, caressing his temples with his fingers.

“You say it as if you weren’t the one who told me to stay away from you. I’ve been doing just that, living my life like a normal person for once.”

“I’m not in the mood for that, Y/N,” he said, narrowing his eyes.

“Have you ever been? Anyways,” you shrugged. “I just told you everything I wanted to tell you. Now I’ll go,” you said, reaching for the door.

“Wait,” he told you, grabbing your arm and forcing you to look at him. “I need some explanation. Now you appear and tell me all this? Why? You could be living your normal life right now but instead you’re here. Why don’t you want me to fight that match?”

“Because Jiwon is going to play dirty, I know, it’s a trap,” you said. “You can’t go to that match, and I’m afraid Taehyung can’t go either. It’s the perfect time for Mr. Kang to get you and Taehyung.”

Jungkook narrowed his eyes. “I already took that into account, and Sungho did too, that’s why he will have all his men prepared for the worst.”

“So you know what will happen and are willing to take the risk anyway?”

“And what do you want me to do? Run away like a coward?”

“No,” you said, gritting your teeth. “Act like a mature person for once and do what’s best. Forget about honor and all those shits, we’re talking about your life and the life of the ones you love here. You’ll put everything at risk because you don’t want to be seen as a coward? Because you don’t want to lose your title of best underground fighter? Bullshit.”

“It’s none of your business.”

You sharply pushed your arm away from his grip, glaring at him.

“No, it’s not,” you said. You knew the life of his mother or his friends shouldn’t matter to you, but somehow it did. It was unfair that, just because he wanted to make a bad decision, other people would have to pay for it.

You took a deep breath, staring at him. When did all go wrong? You were a normal student, with a normal life. Yeah, you struggled a bit to pay rent and that’s why you accepted Evey’s offer of working at the wrestling matches, but all this? The drugs, the violence, the fear, the threats… It all belonged to some episode of CSI Miami, not your life.

“That’s all?” he asked, seeing you weren’t talking.

You glared at him. He was being so passive aggressive to you, it was not fair that he treated you like that.

“Yeah, that’s all. I already told you what I wanted to tell you, now it’s up to you.”

“Cool.”

You stood there, both breathing heavily. You didn’t want to be the first one to tear their eyes away, but you had to be. So, you did, and after looking at him one last time, you turned around and exited the bathroom.

He didn’t follow you. You hadn’t expected him to.

. . .

Mondays were always the worst.

The city was in a rush, traffic was horrible, and people were always in a bad mood. The hospital was always crowded, people that had been out of the city during the weekend, returning to the city and going to the hospital if they felt bad. It was funny, how during the weekend no one had issues but they all appeared on Monday.

To sum up: Mondays sucked.

And when it was the last Monday of your degree, it sucked even more.

You had to hand your thesis on Friday, and your graduation would be on Sunday. Less than a week to finish your studies and you were more nervous than ever.

When your shift finished at the hospital, you rushed to the changing rooms and changed into your clothes, grabbing your backpack and everything you would need to go to the library. You would only be there an hour or so, not wanting to arrive home too late.

Since Jiwon brother’s visit, you didn’t like walking home too late.

Your thesis was almost done, you only needed to reread it a few times, correct any mistakes… Done.

By the time you finished, it was already ten pm.

You cursed under your breath as you got off the bus. The walk from the bus stop to your dorm building wasn’t long, but the streets were deserted and not even cars passed by.

Holding tighter the bag of take out you had bought on your way home, you began walking.

No music, no distractions, just your five senses and you.

Maybe you were being paranoid after all, but you didn’t want to risk anything. Did Jiwon’s brother know you had already spoken to Jungkook? Did he know you had told him the complete opposite of what he had told you to say?

It was just… They were insisting too much, they wanted Jungkook to fight that match too much… It gave you a bad feeling. They hadn’t seen him in months, the only way of getting him out of his hiding place was that match, and they knew it.

Without your music or your phone, you had hoped you would be more alert of everything that surrounded you, but deep in thought, you didn’t realize there were some footsteps behind you.

And when you realized, it was too late, for they sounded too close to you.

Your heart started beating wildly inside your chest, and you cursed yourself internally. Your mind started tracing some plan. If it was Jiwon’s brother, you would surprise him before he could surprise you.

Without even looking back, you started walking faster until a small park came into view.

You weren’t far from your building now, but if you just ran, you were sure he would catch you first.

As your pace fastened, you stopped hearing the footsteps. Great, he wasn’t suspecting anything.

Trying to calm your breaths, you placed your bag of take out and your backpack on the ground and hid behind a tree.

You had done it before, you had knocked that boy down, you could do it again. You just had to –

Before you could continue with your self-motivation speech, the footsteps approached and a shadow appeared right in front of you.

Growling, you threw yourself at the shadow and pushed him as you interlaced one of your legs with one of his. The boy gasped in surprise and stumbled frontwards. You passed one of your arms around your neck, so its Adam’s apple was pressing against the inner side of your elbow.

Pushing him again, you let him fall onto the ground, following the movement with your body and letting him drag you to the ground too.

With a howl of pain coming out of his lips, you both landed on the ground, your body bouncing on his as you cushioned the fall with his body.

“Thought you would surprise me again, huh?” you growled, breathless, on his ear. “Well, you should have known better.”

“Fuck, y-yeah I should have remembered you don’t like surprises.”

You frowned. The voice didn’t sound as deep as Jiwon brother’s did. Wait a minute...

You retrieved your arm from around the boy’s neck and you pushed yourself up until you were sitting on his back, your hands pressing on the expanse of it.

He wasn’t as broad and big as Jiwon’s brother either. And if he didn’t look or sound like Jiwon’s brother it meant that… He wasn’t Jiwon’s brother!

You grabbed a handful of his dark, wavy hair and forced him to turn his neck until one of his cheeks was pressed against the pavement and the other was in full display for you to see.

You had already suspected who he was when you had heard his voice, but now that you were seeing his side profile, that big round nose, his furrowed brows, the crinkles that formed by his eyes as he grimaced in pain…

“Jungkook?” you breathed, letting go of his hair and standing up quickly, moving away from him.

He just growled in response and pulled his head away from the ground, pained expression on his face.

“Fuck Jungkook,” you said, rushing to help him until he was standing on his feet. “What were you doing following me?”

“I wanted to talk to you, had been waiting for you at the bus stop but when you got off the bus you started walking really fast and I didn’t want to run to you and scare you, so I was planning to follow you until you stopped walking.”

“And you thought following me across an empty street would be a good idea?” you scoffed. You watched him shake the ground dirt from the front of his t-shirt. “I nearly had a heart attack when I heard footsteps behind me, you could have shouted my name.”

“Yeah, as if you wouldn’t have started running as soon as you saw me.”

You rolled your eyes.

“Anyways, you always knock people down when they walk behind you or what? I could have just been another student going back to their dorm.”

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“Fuck… I know, I just…” you stopped yourself before you told him about Jiwon’s brother. The last thing you needed, was for him to act so worried and all. “It’s not cool following someone at half past ten pm, alright? And how did you know where I live now?”

Jungkook scratched the back of his neck. You wanted to be angry at him. The other day he had treated you so poorly and now he was acting all innocent.

“I went to your apartment, but there is a married couple living there now, so I called –“

“Don’t finish, I already know who told you…” you growled. “If you don’t say her name, my want to kill her won’t rise too much.”

“She didn’t want to tell me, I swear, but… I begged her a bit.”

“You? Begging? That’s new.”

“Why did you move from your apartment? You liked it a lot.”

You shrugged, grabbing your things from the ground.

“I didn’t have the money to pay for it anymore, so I moved to the campus dorms that come free with the scholarship I got last year.”

“Ah…” he nodded. “You’re not working right now?”

“Yeah, at a bookstore, but they don’t pay me enough to live on my own.”

He nodded again, understanding.

“Why are you here?”

“Wanted to talk to you,” Jungkook sighed, playing with the strands of hair that fell over his forehead. He was really letting his hair grow. “Apologize for the other day, I behaved like an asshole.”

You crossed your arms over your chest.

“I’m a bit used to you behaving like an asshole with me, to be honest.”

He narrowed his eyes at you, but softened his gaze once he realized he had no right to play the ‘staring contest’ with you in that moment.

“Can’t you just accept my apology?”

“If you wanted to just apologize, you would have texted me.”

“It’s difficult when you have my contact blocked,” he scoffed.

You smiled sarcastically. “Oh right, I had forgotten about that.”

Jungkook looked a bit desperate, your behavior pissing him off. You smirked. Good, he deserved it.

“I know I deserve it, but can you stop with all this passive-aggressive sarcasm? My head is starting to hurt.”

“None of my business, I guess,” you shrugged, starting to walk towards your dorm building.

A sense of satisfaction was filling your body. You had knocked Jungkook down, literally, thrown him to the ground and squished his face against the pavement with all your force – we’re talking about an underground fighter here, and you had knocked him down. What a queen; we stan. And now, you were acting like a real, class A bitch with him and giving him everything he deserved. That night you would sleep better than when you were five and your mother made you drink a lukewarm glass of milk before going to bed.

You walked a bit ahead of him, ignoring the calls of your name that fell from his lips.

Just when you arrived to the door of your dorm building, he grabbed your upper arm and stopped you from grabbing your keys. He turned you around, face scrunched up in anger.

“Do you forgive me or not?” he asked, like a ten-year-old boy.

You frowned, pulling your arm away from his grip.

“What the fuck, Jungkook? Are you high again or what? The last time you followed me home you were, so…”

You inspected him, trying to catch a glimpse of his pupils and his eyes in the dim light of the street.

He took a step back, running away from your scrutinizing eyes.

“What? No, I’m not high,” he protested, pushing your shoulders so you would stop trying to smell him. “I just wanted to apologize, is that so weird?”

“Yeah, it is, I would have found it more normal if you had been high.”

He rolled his eyes. “Well, I’m not. Now, do you forgive me or not?”

You scoffed. “I don’t know, I don’t care if I forgive you or not.”

“But I do.”

You were the one who rolled their eyes then.

“Too late to care, don’t you think?” you scoffed, finally inserting your keys in the lock and opening the door to your building lobby.

“Is it that difficult to give me a proper answer?”

“Is it really all that matters to you right now? The fact that I forgive you or not for how you treated me like shit last Friday, like you had done thousands of times before?” you spat, now equally as angry and frustrated as him.

Without realizing it, you were both in the elevator, you pressing the button to the fifth floor with all your strength.

“And what the fuck are you doing in my elevator?!” you raised your voice, pointing at him.

“I don’t know! I’m just following you until you start answering my questions properly!”

“Well!” you said, lifting your arms in the air. “Welcome to my world of unanswered questions!”

Jungkook growled, exasperated, and you just stood there, arms crossed waiting for the elevator to arrive at your floor. When the ‘ding’ sounded, indicating that you had arrived to the fifth floor and the doors opened, you got out of the elevator as if someone had burnt your ass.

In a rush, you grabbed back your keys and opened the door to your dorm room.

“Y/N, for fucks sake,” Jungkook protested behind you.

You walked inside your room, ready to slam the door in his face – luckily you would catch his nose in between the door and the doorframe – but he was fast and he put his foot in between the door and the doorframe so you couldn’t close it.

“Move your foot away.”

“No.”

“Alright, I’ll have to break it,” you said, pressing on the door with all your strength.

Jungkook gasped in pain and pushed the door back. You could be quick and witty, but you weren’t as strong as him.

As if he was just pushing a piece of paper, he moved the door until he was standing at the other side of it, right in front of you. He closed the door behind him and you growled.

“You’re acting like a kid,” he spat.

“You were the one who started acting like a kid, coming here to ask me to forgive you,” you scoffed. “Pff.”

“I didn’t only come here to ask you to forgive me for how I treated you the other day, I was about to tell you, but you’re not listening to me today,” he said, he sounded frustrated. You opened your mouth to say something, but he lifted a finger, signaling you to stop. “Before you can say that I was the one who never listened to you, let me speak.”

You scowled at him and let your bag of take out on top of your desk. You switched the light on and started setting all your things in their respective places.

“You asked me not to fight the final match,” he kept talking. “Told me it was none of your business, but insisted anyway. Why?”

“I already told you…”

“No, you didn’t tell me. And having a bad feeling is not enough.”

You rolled your eyes but you kept silent, placing your laptop on top of your desk and leaving the backpack on the floor.

“Why?”

You closed your eyes.

“Answer me, please. Why don’t you want me to fight? Why don’t you want Jiwon to hurt me? It’s what I deserve.”

“You deserve it, yeah,” you whispered.

“Leave your pride and all those shits aside, Y/N,” Jungkook walked closer to you. “Stop playing the tough one and just tell me why.”

You snapped, turning around and pushing him until he was stumbling backwards. He had no right to come back and mess with your head once again.

“Are you telling me to stop playing the tough one? You?” you scoffed. “Go and try to play these games with other person, it doesn’t work with me anymore! You’re asking a question again and again that you know the answer of! Why! Why! Well, because unlike you I care! I do care about you! And you know it! You’ve always known it! So stop asking because you know that I asked you not to fight because I care about you and I don’t want anyone to hurt you!”

Saying all that felt like a liberation, but you couldn’t help but blush at opening yourself so widely to him, at showing him all your feelings just so he could toy with them once again.

In the span of a second, Jungkook’s hands cupped your face and he smashed his lips against yours. It was brusque and quick, but enough to ignite fireworks inside your tummy.

You pressed your hands with strength against his chest and pushed him away, your hand unconsciously lifting up to slap his cheek with all your force.

“Don’t you dare,” you said through clenched teeth. “Get out of my fucking room.”

He took another step closer to you, trying to get a hold of you once again, but you backed away from him.

“I still care about you, too.”

“Bullshit. You never cared.”

“I cared way too much.”

“Well, you had a funny way of showing it.”

“I’ve always had.”

You nostrils flared as you stared at him.

“Is too late to tell me you care, Jungkook, I’ve moved on, carried on with my life.”

“Don’t, please,” he pleaded, placing his hands back on your cheeks.

You pushed them away from you, grabbing his wrists.

“Don’t touch me.”

He winced at your words and at the venom laced in his words.

“Y/N –“

“No,” you interrupted him. “You don’t get to tell me you can’t love me and tell me to stay away from you and then appear back as if nothing had happened.”

“I’m sorry I hurt you.”

You fought against him, trying to get away from him.

“No.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“No, Jungkook.”

“Please, I need you to forgive me,” he sounded desperate.

“You can’t mess with me like this,” you cried. “I don’t deserve it.”

“I know, forgive me please.”

You fought, trying to pull your wrist away from his strong hands, but he didn’t let go of you. He should have fought for you long ago, not now. He didn’t deserve it, didn’t deserve you after all. What had happened to the ‘I can’t love you’? To the ‘you should stay away from me’? Your head was hurting and you wanted to scream.

He pulled you closer to him until his forehead was pressed against yours.

“No…” you whispered, your voice suddenly so low and fragile that you didn’t even recognize it as yours.

“I can’t live knowing I hurt you so bad,” he whispered back. “It’s killing me, the memory of how you looked at me after I told you I couldn’t love you.”

“Let go of me, I don’t need you to remind me of the fact that you can’t love me,” you tried to pull away from him, but he had you pressed against the door of your wardrobe.

“I can’t love you, I don’t deserve someone like you and you don’t deserve someone like me, someone who can’t promise anything, who can’t give you a certain future. You don’t deserve to be put in danger just because I fell in love with you,” he said in a rush. “I can’t love you, shouldn’t love you, but I do.”

You paused for some seconds, staring into his eyes.

Tears began forming in your eyes and a shiver ran down your spine.

“If that’s true, you should have told me that night instead of just telling me ‘I can’t love you’ and making me feel unlovable.”

“Would you have let me go if I had told you that I love you?”

“Yeah?”

“No,” he shook his head. “You’re too good to do that, you wouldn’t have.”

“Stop, don’t say things you will later regret.”

“It’s what I didn’t tell you and what I didn’t do what haunts me every night, that’s the only thing I’ll ever regret.”

You moved your wrists once again, but not even making force, just wanting to move and try to make you believe that you didn’t like what he was telling you, that you didn’t believe it.

“But I did it because I had to protect you,” he sighed. “It killed me, knowing that Taehyung had told you about Mr. Kang and all the business and had put you in danger like that. It killed me, to think that someone could hurt you because of me. I would have died if something bad happened to you. I wanted to kill Tae for choosing me instead of you. It was so unfair.”

He caressed your cheek with his thumb.

“I had to push you away from me, so you were safe, so they thought you were anyone to me and they would leave you alone.”

“And what about that night at your apartment, after Christmas Holidays when I met your mother? I didn’t know about the drugs and everything and you still rejected me.”

“I was scared, so scared.”

“It isn’t enough for me, Jungkook, those explanations are not valid to me. You could have told me, and I would have understood instead of hurt.”

“I know, I know…” he closed his eyes. “Every time I’ve loved someone, I’ve hurt them. I’ve hurt my mother, I’ve hurt my friends, I’ve hurt Tae countless times, Tae who is like a brother to me. And you had that shine in your eyes… That strength inside you and that passion and strong character… And I didn’t want to ruin that, I didn’t want to stare into your eyes and see them dull one day,” he caressed the soft skin underneath your eyes. “And look at you, so sad because of me.”

“I’m not sad, I’m just angry,” you protested. He caressed your skin once again and you trembled. “Maybe a bit sad too.”

“See? I’m not good for you. You deserve someone who will let you grow, not someone like me.”

“That’s for me to decide, isn’t it? How was I going to decide if you never gave me the options in the first place. It’s up to me if I’m willing to risk being hurt or not, it’s up to me if I want to be with some delinquent asshole or with a first-class lawyer. It’s up to me.”

Jungkook shook his head.

“If I had told you how scared I am to open up to someone and give them the power of destroying me, would you have stayed?”

“Probably I would have insulted you and told you how stupid you are because we all are afraid of being vulnerable, that it’s part of life, and then, yeah, I would have stayed.”

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

“I’m so stupid.”

“You’re just a boy who doesn’t know healthy love, who has never seen pure and true love. It’s normal that you are scared of it, because you only know the bad kind of love.”

You brought your hands up to his, grabbing then and lowering them.

“Why are you here now telling me everything I needed to hear five months ago? You clearly still think the same.”

“Because right now I’m being selfish… And I’m just thinking of how you make me feel and how much I want to be with you.”

“If I’m being honest, I don’t know if I can forget everything you’ve done to me. You’ve hurt me, Jungkook.”

“I know, and I’ll understand…” he opened his eyes and stared at you. Did his eyes look glossy?

“I don’t want to let you in just so you can go away once again.”

“I can’t promise you anything, I can’t promise you I’ll stay.”

You clicked your tongue inside your mouth, turning your head around, trying to escape from him. From the sight of him, from his scent, from his sparkling eyes.

But if there was one thing you liked, really liked, about Jungkook was his sincerity. Maybe he was brusque, rude, sometimes too realistic borderline harsh, but he was not a liar. He had never promised you anything, had never promised you love and long walks across a beautiful park, movie nights or fun dates. He had never promised anything and yet, you had been willing to stay by his side.

Could you stay by his side once again even though he couldn’t promise you he would stay?

He grabbed your chin delicately in between his fingers, making you stare at him.

He searched your eyes with his, chasing your stare.

Slowly, he leaned closer to you until his nose was caressing yours and you could feel his breaths on your skin.

“Do you forgive me?” he breathed.

You swallowed. Of course you forgave him, but you wouldn’t forget.

You placed your hands on his chest softly, feeling the soft material of his worn-out t-shirt. Beneath it, his skin waited for you, warm and soft.

He leaned closer, lips barely grazing your upper lip.

You closed your eyes tightly.

“Huh?” he murmured.

“Don’t do this, Jungkook,” you whispered, pressing on his chest. You didn’t know if you pressed so softly because you actually didn’t want to push him away or because you simply didn’t have enough strength. “Don’t do this to me.”

He caressed your lips with his once again, hands caressing your cheeks.

“Just tell me to go away and I will, forever,” he breathed. “Just tell me, and you’ll never see me again.”

You closed your eyes even tighter.

“You can’t do this to me.”

Another caress. And other. And other.

You didn’t know how much you would be able to take before your whole body gave in and you let yourself drown in him once again.

Your hands traveled upwards until they were caressing his neck and intertwining themselves behind it, fingertips playing with the strands on the back of his head.

“Tell me.”

“I forgive you, Jungkook,” you finally said, a long whisper leaving your lips along those words.

In a swift motion, Jungkook pressed his lips against yours. He didn’t move, and nor did you. You just stayed there, in the dim lights of your room, your hands on his neck, his on your cheeks. Hearts beating to the same rhythm, lungs breathing the same air.

You wished you were in your old apartment, bathing in the moonlight that seeped through the windows, shining under the city lights, and glowing and shinning.

But in there, in that small dark room, you didn’t need the moonlight nor did you need the city lights to shine. You just needed each other.

Two young lovers making the most out of their last moments together. Enjoying their dawn before the dusk came. Enjoying their own light before it disappeared behind the cruelty of this world. They say you never forget your first love, and in that moment, you were sure you would never forget Jeon Jungkook. You had always wondered why, why people said that. But in that moment, as Jungkook kissed you, you got a glimpse of it.

Because you don’t need to worry about forgetting someone if you have them by your side for the rest of your life.

And that it’s the truth about first loves.

They’re ephemeral, like falling stars. Brief yet intense. They’re something you only experience once in life, so precious and special because they have an expiration date. They end, they come crashing down like waves against the rocks of the mountains that surround the sea. They leave and never come back. If they didn’t, if they stayed there to get corrupted by life and reality and the passing of time, becoming dull and boring, they wouldn’t be first loves and they wouldn’t be something people are afraid of forgetting about.

You were sure Jungkook was your first love, but you didn’t want to think about what those two words implied.

You just kept kissing him.

He pressed you further against the door of your wardrobe, hands falling from your cheeks and landing on your lower back, pressing your bodies impossibly closer.

He was hungry, hungry of you and everything that came with you. From the small bites your teeth gave his lower lip, to the moans that escaped from your lips and that he swallowed like a thirsty man.

His tongue played with yours and you let it, like you had let it a thousand times before.

Kissing Jungkook felt like getting lost in a maze. Uncertain, exciting and a bit scary.

You broke the kiss, taking deep breaths of hair as he hid his face in the crook of his neck, placing kisses all over the side of it.

“But don’t get too excited,” you finally gasped, in between erratic breaths. “I always forgive but never forget.”

“Resentful, huh?”

You combed your fingers through his hair and grabbed a handful of it, pushing his face away from your neck.

“I swear to God,” you spat. “If you ever make me feel like that again, I’ll chop your dick off.”

“I won’t be of any use for you anymore.”

“That’s exactly the reason why,” you smirked. “But I’m being honest, I hate feeling so lost. If you make me feel like that again –“

He shut you up with another kiss.

His hands slid down the curve of your ass, giving it a tight squeeze before traveling south, towards the back of your thighs. In a quick movement, he lifted you up and made you put your legs around his waist, back still pressed against the wardrobe.

He pushed further into you, rolling his hips against your core.

You let go of his lips and moaned loudly. Fuck your dormmates, fuck everything honestly.

“Fuck, how I missed that sound,” he breathed in your ear.

You grabbed his neck with more force and pushed your hips back against his, desperate for any friction. Your whole body was on fire, and you could already feel the material of your panties sticking to your skin.

He hid his face in the crook of your neck once again, one of his favorite places in the world. In there, he felt as if he wasn’t Venom, some boy who only knew how to beat people down, hurt them and take pride of it. In there, he was Jungkook, a boy who could feel something besides pain. Who could feel you and him. Who could breathe properly.

He pulled away from your wardrobe door and threw you on your small bed without any contemplations.

You laughed a bit, bouncing on your bed as he kneeled on the bed in between your legs.

“This reminds me of the first day we hung out.”

“What? The fact that I’m about to eat you out?” he frowned. “If I remember correctly, I didn’t eat you out until –“

You sat yourself up and grabbed the collar of his t-shirt.

“Shut up. The bounces, silly,” you scoffed.

“Ah,” he said, raising a brow. Of course he had known, he just loved teasing you. “That…”

You punched his chest and he grabbed your wrist, stopping you from landing a second punch.

He forced you to lie down again and smirked down at you.

“We could repeat some time.”

You frowned. “You? Going to Just Jump once again?” you asked. “Where is the real Jungkook and who are you?”

He leaned closer to you until he was speaking right before your mouth.

“He’s right in front of you.”

Then, he dived for your lips once again. He grabbed both of your wrists, your hands were back to playing with his hair and it was driving him crazy, and he placed them above your head, pinning them down to the mattress.

With his free hand, he grabbed the hem of your t-shirt and started riling it up, leaving warm spots all over your skin.

It was almost magical, how Jungkook, with just the stroke of his fingers could make you feel like that.

He kept assaulting you with his hungry kisses as he bunched up your t-shirt and unclasped your bra with any sort of decorum.

You moaned, feeling his cold fingertips on the soft skin of your breasts. He pinched, caressed, rounded, did everything he wanted with your skin. You felt your nipples hardening, pressing against the material of the bra that was still covering them.

Jungkook pulled away, a string of saliva still connecting his lips to yours.

He stared at you before both hands were on your t-shirt.

“Can I take this off?” he asked.

You arched a brow. “Since when do you ask for my permission when it comes to taking my clothes off?”

He gulped down.

“I don’t want to make you do anything you don’t want to… You said that –“

“Hey,” you said, bringing a hand to his face. “If I didn’t want this, you would already be hanging from my window.”

Jungkook chuckled.

“I want this,” you nodded.

“I want this too.”

Then, you helped him take your shirt and bra off.

As soon as the pieces of garment were off, his lips latched onto your nipples. You caressed his hair as you observed him kissing your skin, licking and softly biting it.

You moaned when he placed his teeth around your hardened nipple and bit rather harshly, throwing your head back as you closed your eyes in delight.

You could feel the wetness of his tongue working on both breasts, then starting to trail down your abdomen until it reached the hem of your jeans.

He unbuttoned them without wasting time and slid them down your legs, kicking off your sneakers in the process.

“You have no idea how much I want to taste you right now.”

You blushed at his words, biting your lower lip and focusing on his face once again. Your skin glowed in the dim light of the room where he had placed his kisses, trails of his saliva looking like a small map all around your body.

“You want me to taste you, baby?” he asked, looking up at you as his hands played with your panties.

“Yeah,” you nodded, teeth still sunk in your lower lip.

He smirked.

“Did you miss my touch?” his eyes pierced yours as he pressed the pads of his fingers against your covered clit.

You moaned softly.

“A lot,” you purred.

“A lot?” he smirked.

“A whole fucking lot,” you smirked back.

A smile escaped his lips, his tough façade crumbling a bit.

He shook his head and focused on moving the material of your panties aside to observe you. He traced the shape of your core with his fingers, adding more pressure to those spots that needed more pressure. Fuck, he really knew what he was doing to you.

“Hmm…” you moaned when his fingers encircled your entrance.

You couldn’t keep your eyes away from him and his movements, wanting to record everything with your eyes and keep it in your brain.

At your words, he looked up at you and, as he stared at you, he introduced a finger in you.

You gasped as he retreated back his finger and added one more. His movements were slow, as if he too, wanted to keep that moment with him forever.

His fingers traced patterns inside you, curling and uncurling as you moaned and became a mess. Jungkook placed his free hand on your abdomen to stop you from moving, you hadn’t even realized you had started wiggling your hips.

Humming, he dove in and placed a soft kiss on top of your clit. The next time he came closer to it, it was to place an open-mouthed kiss to it, licking it with his tongue afterwards.

After that, it all became a blur to you, a blur of pure bliss and lust.

He was eating you out slowly and sensually, when he usually was passionate and quick. It was killing you, the knots in your abdomen tying and untying with each movement of his tongue and his fingers. You wanted him so badly.

You felt the hand he had placed on your abdomen disappear, and moments later you heard the sound of a zipper.

You opened your eyes to watch him pull his length out of his jeans and starting to pump himself. It was pure sin the scene you were watching. You could feel him moan against your core as he pleased you and himself at the same time, his eyes closing each time his fist reached the head of his dick.

You could feel all the blood in your body rushing to your tummy, and, as you threw your head back in pleasure, you felt yourself unraveling underneath Jungkook’s touch.

You gripped his hair tightly and every muscle in your body clenched as you came undone. Teeth gritted, eyes closed and head resting on the sheets, you let out moans of his name, profanities you weren’t even thinking about.

He kept licking you and caressing you as you came down of your high. His moans became louder too, the sight of you cumming at his touch nearly sending him on the edge. You orgasming was a vision that accompanied him in his best dreams.

“Fuck,” he chuckled, lifting himself up and observing you.

He gave one last lick of your core to clean your juices and then, patted it lightly, making you spasm.

“Ah,” you pouted. “Don’t do that.”

He smirked, doing it once again. Overstimulation shook your body and you spasmed once again.

Pushing his hands away from you, you kneeled on the bed.

“You have too many clothes on,” you mumbled, hands playing with the hem of his t-shirt.

He just smiled at you and let you take the piece of garment off.

Your eyes traced his chest and abdomen, a piece of art not even Michelangelo could have sculpted in the finest marble. Your hands came up to his chest, softly letting them fall down towards his abdomen, caressing his hardened nipples and the soft trail of hair that went down his belly button.

You saw his scar on the left side of his abdomen, the one you had sewed up.

Your fingers traced the rosy skin, feeling rougher than the rest. You still remember that night and the dark feeling of losing him. Your chest constricts at the thought.

He grabbed your chin and lifted your head softly, making you look at him.

“I never thanked you for that,” he mumbled. “Or for any of the other times you took care of me.”

You shook your head.

“There’s no need to,” you said. “I would do it all over again.”

He leaned closer and kissed you hoping you could feel everything you had once made you feel. It was a rough kiss, teeth clashing and lip biting. But he was just like that, rough around the edges, soft in the spot he had for you.

Your hand found his dick and started caressing it up and down. It felt hot and heavy against your palm, sticky in precum.

Without parting your lips, you dragged his jeans down until they were pooling around his knees. He broke the kiss so he could stand from the bed and take the rest of his clothes off.

There, the both of you naked, was when it all felt real, when you both felt real.

“I want you to ride me tonight,” he mumbled, lips caressing yours.

Without giving you time to answer, he grabbed your hips and spun you around, lying himself on the bed on his back.

You placed your hands on his chest, trying not to fall heavily on top of him.

You bit your lip, seeing the desire in his eyes.

Passing one of your legs to the other side of his hips, you straddled him and let your lower half rest on his lower abdomen.

You started moving your hips, feeling his cock brushing against your lower lips.

He hummed in delight, head resting on the pillows and eyes never leaving you.

With each stroke of his cock against your clit, you let out a soft moan, breath rolling off your lips in what was music to Jungkook’s ears. The moment felt so intimate, the sky could have fallen on top of you and neither of you would have cared. You both were on top of the world, untouchables, the starts shinning for you, the constellations aligning for you. No matter what happened in the end, you both had that moment.

You grabbed the base of his cock and lifted yourself up a bit, aligning the tip with your entrance.

“Wait,” he murmured. “I don’t have any condoms,” he said, placing one of his hands on your wrist to stop you.

“I’m on the pill.”

He arched his brows.

“Are you sure you wanna do that?”

You nodded. “I’m clean, you?”

“I’m clean too.”

Then, you smiled at him and sunk yourself down on him, his length filling you up deliciously. He swore he could see the stars shinning in the ceiling of your room in that moment, making your skin glow.

He had never felt you like that, so raw and real around him, warm and welcoming. He felt at home. For the first time in years, since his father started being abusive, since he started being so filled with anger he didn’t enjoy the world anymore, he felt at home.

He closed his eyes, hands caressing your hips as you moved. You were soft, had always been so soft to him, even with your snarky remarks and sarcasm. He didn’t want to let go of you again, couldn’t do it.

He could feel your soft hands all over his chest, his abdomen, on his scar, on his collarbones and cheeks. You were tracing his skin just like you traced a map, but you remembered every curve, every angle.

When he opened his eyes once again, you were already looking at him, and he felt as if he could cum inside you at any moment.

He lifted his hips and placed his heels on the bed. Hands holding you in place, he started ramming his length inside you.

Not having expected the sudden change, you fell on top of his, breasts pressed against his chest and head falling to the crook of his neck.

You encircled his neck and closed your eyes, his hands caressing your back as he kept slamming in and out of you.

That was Jungkook’s way of making you feel, so overwhelmed you felt as if you were running out of breath.

“J-Jungkook,” you stuttered in his ear.

He growled, pressing you tighter against him.

He increased his pace, making you hold on tighter to him. You were clenching your teeth, moaning loudly, gasping for air. You were desperate.

“Wait, wait,” he panted, suddenly stopping his ministrations. “Don’t cum yet.”

You let him do whatever he pleased with your body. He sat on the bed, back resting against the headboard as he sat you on top of him.

“I want to see your pretty face as you cum, watch those big eyes,” he said, sounding out of breath as he caressed your cheek.

You smirked. “Who are you and what have you done with Jungkook?”

“No, the question is: what have you done with Jungkook?”

You laughed and started moving once again, the warmth that had started dissipating from your tummy, coming back once again.

You took advantage of the position to caress his face, trace every single feature on it. From the mole under his lower lip, to the thick eyebrows that adorned his eyes, to the tip of his big nose.

As the warmth felt stronger, your movements became quicker.

“That’s fuck yourself on my cock, baby,” he growled, eyes lost on the movements of your breasts. He grabbed your neck and held you tightly in place as he moved his hips at the same rhythm you moved yours.

Lost in the depths of his black, starry eyes, you came, walls clenching around his dick as you howled like a desperate wolf.

It felt so intense you thought you were going to pass out, room spinning as Jungkook helped you ride your orgasm.

When you started wincing form overstimulation, you pushed yourself up and laid before him, taking his dick coated in your juices in your mouth.

He sighed at the sight, and collected your hair into a ponytail so he could watch your face.

“I wish I could take a picture of this and keep it with me forever.”

You blinked up at him, bobbing your head up and down.

You relaxed your throat around him, taking him deeper and deeper until you could feel him against the back of your throat, heavy and warm.

“Y/N, I’m going to cum,” he mumbled.

You just nodded, encircling your lips against him with more strength.

His gasps became desperate and soon, warm spurts of hot liquid shot down your throat. You received them with a content hum and milked him until he couldn’t take it anymore.

He pulled out of your mouth and grabbed your chin. You sat up in front of him and opened your mouth for him to see his semen inside your mouth.

He growled, inserting his thumb in your mouth to stop the milky liquid from falling down your chin.

“What have you done to me?” he whispered as you swallowed everything, licking his thumb happily. “I’m crazy for you.”

You smiled and got his thumb out of your mouth, placing a soft kiss on top of it before showing Jungkook your empty mouth.

“Fuck,” he growled. “Come here.”

He laid back on the bed, dragging you with him so your side was resting on his.

He kissed you, tongue clashing against your own and tasting himself on you. You stayed like that, kissing while you waited for your breaths to clam down.

Again, the sky could fall on top of you, a meteorite could destroy the Earth, and none of you would have given a single fuck.

You placed your head on his chest and started drawing patterns all over his skin with your fingers.

“Please, don’t be mad at me,” you suddenly said.

He tensed a bit, his arms encircling your body in a comforting way.

“Why would I be?”

You lifted yourself up on one shoulder, eyes fixed on his.

“Just… Don’t be mad.”

He frowned but nodded in the end. “I won’t, what happens?” he traced your left cheek with his thumb, his palm holding the side of you face.

“A week ago, as I was walking towards the dorm, after finishing my shift at the hospital… I came across Jiwon’s brother.”

Jungkook tensed beneath you, hands grabbing your skin tighter.

“What?” he said, voice high-pitched. “You came across him?”

You averted your eyes. “He… He followed me and assaulted me.”

“He did what?!” he said, raising his voice.

He tried standing up from his lying position but you didn’t let him.

“You promised me you wouldn’t get angry, remember?”

“He hurt you?!” he said through clenched teeth. “What did he do to you? I’m gonna kill that son of a –“

“He didn’t hurt me,” you interrupted him, trying to calm himself with your soft voice. “I defended myself, but he wasn’t there to hurt me.”

“He touched you? If he touched a single strand of hair I swear to God –“

“Jungkook please, calm down, he didn’t hurt me, alright?”

You pointed at your body, showing him you were perfectly fine.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Why haven’t you told me until now?”

“Because I knew how you would react and that’s the last thing we need right now.”

“How can you expect me not to react this way? That asshole followed you when you were alone and vulnerable and –“

“He wanted to tell me where you were,” you said, ignoring his words.

“I’m also going to kill Taehyung for getting you involved in this shit. What would happen if I do the same with Evey, huh? Would he like it. But then again, this is also my fault, see? It’s all my fault, if I didn’t involve you with me, then –“

“Can you stop, please? This is no one’s fault. I chose accepting the job at the wrestling fights, I chose getting involved with you, I chose answering Taehyung’s call when you needed me… I chose this, okay? It’s no one’s fault.”

He averted his eyes away from yours. You could feel his quick heartbeat and his rapid breaths.

“Please, listen to me, I’m not telling you this to get revenge on Jiwon’s brother or anything like that. I don’t want you to be mad at him or feel as if you put me in danger. I’m telling you this because you need to know why I don’t want you to fight the final match.”

He was still avoiding your eyes, but you grabbed both of his cheeks and forced him to look at you.

“He told me they were looking for you, that, if you didn’t fight that final match, they would get the people you loved the most.”

“Those…” he growled, biting his tongue before he could curse in a thousand different languages.

“They wouldn’t be insisting so much if they weren’t planning something. I think Jiwon isn’t going to play fair, I think he will hurt you.”

“But, if I don’t go, it will be worst. They will follow me… They will follow you or my mother or…” his voice broke at the end.

“Fighting and putting your life in risk is not the only way out,” you whispered.

“I’d rather let them kill me that have them touch you or my mother.”

“Don’t say that, don’t be stupid,” you said, shaking your head. “You can always go to the police, tell them about the fights and Mr. Kang and Sungho.”

“Police won’t get involved in something like that.”

“Not unless they’re sure they’ll get Mr. Kang or Sungho, or both.”

Jungkook frowned. “What are you trying to tell me? That I should work with the police? Like a rat? They will get me too.”

“Yeah, but you will be safe.”

“You know what happens to rats in jail?”

“If you reach an agreement with them, I’m sure they’ll offer you protection.”

“This is not a movie, Y/N…”

“Who else can do that, then? You know both Mr. Kang and Sungho, you know their hiddin places, their contacts… You know everything. You can help police get them, that way you’ll be able to live safely and free of any threats, problems… The people that surround you will be free too.”

He stared at the ceiling.

“I don’t know… It can go wrong… There are people in the police department that work for both Mr. Kang or Sungho.”

“Just think about it, talk with Taehyung… Do things right,” you pleaded him, bringing your face closer to his. “I just want you to be free for once, live a normal life for once. Maybe we’ll be able to move to another city, buy a small apartment, adopt a cute puppy…”

He thought about it. He thought about visiting apartments with you, hand on your waist as you both excitedly discussed where the shelves with all your Marvel movies and merchandising would go. He thought about waking up every morning to the sight of you, not weight on top of his shoulders, no chains around his heart. He thought about being able to walk freely down the streets with you, going to a place like Just Jump once again and then having four cheese pizza for dinner. It all sounded like a dream to him.

He had never been completely free, had never experienced life to the fullest.

Ever since he had been ten, he had thought he was his best self when he was on top of a ring, undefeated and tough, fists always before him. He was strong and powerful and no one dared to mess with him. He had built a tall façade that no one would be able to destroy, protecting him from the world.

But now, lying there with you on his arms, he realized he had never been his best self, that he had never experienced life freely. He had been an animal, caged his entire time. Now, he wanted, he longed, to be free. He realized, he was only his best self when he was with you because you made him feel free.

Maybe it would all be worth it. To take the risk. To choose something that wasn’t violence and power for once.

To stop behaving like Venom, like a wild animal, and start being Jeon Jungkook.

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