#everytime i came out i would write their name out w the date until i came out to my mom in 2019 and didn’t really feel the need to continue

[princeofyorkshire]

six years since i came out for the first time 🫡

#i saw it is liam’s birthday and i was like holddd onnnn didn’t something else happen on that day and i checked my notes and the answer is Sí #everytime i came out i would write their name out w the date until i came out to my mom in 2019 and didn’t really feel the need to continue #it’s not like i’m OUT out like i keep jumping in and out of the closet lmfao like some days i’m more vocal about it and some other days i’m #kinda regretting making it so public. i don’t know. but one thing i know is that i’ve come a long LONGGG way in the last few years and i’m #v proud of myself for that. like 15 yo me would never believe that i would even allow myself to think about that for more than a second #so yeah. shout out to lil fatima i love you baby we’ll be alright #effie’s journal

[tojivu]

genshin men after a breakup

a/n not done w my angst fic so here have this….. hehe… i miss my mutuals

warnings/tags angst bc i haye myself. includes zhongli diluc childe kaeya thoma. bad writing!! beware !!!!

DILUC stares at you from afar, eyebrows furrowing when you look as happy as ever. his ego is perhaps too big, he’d half expect you to be drooping wherever you go—but he also knows you’re better off without him. he was always busy, running off because he has someone to save or some errand to run. it was never about you, atleast that’s how it felt. he could hear the frustration in your voice last night when you told him you wanted to end things. he loved you more than he could really express, but he doesn’t mind if you are happier with someone that could make time for you—because he knew that he couldn’t.

ZHONGLI starts going to the places you both used to go. he sees you two tables away from him, eating with a friend. but when the time for him to order comes by, he can’t help but say your favourite dish. he used to hate it, thinking it was much too sweet for his tastes, but he couldn’t turn down your request to try it. everytime you both came to this restaurant, he’d gotten used to eating it with you. when it’s arrived, zhongli tries the dish, and it feels as if you were right next to him—pleading with him to atleast taste it before you both leave for the day.

CHILDE buys your favourite things on accident. he sees your favourite lanterns on display and he naturally picks that one, knowing it was the most expensive. he recalls you saying he doesn’t need to get it for you, that it was too pricey—but he always said he didn’t mind. he’d spend every last mora he had if it made you happy, even if it was on a lantern. childe keeps the item for himself. he’d stroll through the streets of liyue and spend until he remembers that you’re not his anymore—that you didn’t need all these things in the first place, but that you needed him.

KAEYA doesn’t bother getting out of his office anymore. sure, he leaves when he needs to—but he doesn’t know the point of leaving his office when you’re not waiting for him on the other side of the door. you used to visit him all the time, and he always loved seeing your face whenever he opened the door. jean used to get super frustrated that kaeya would be missing from his desk, only to see him with you in the streets of mondstadt. kaeya hates it when he has to leave, silence welcoming him as he opens the door, when all he’s used to was your voice saying his name.

THOMA can’t bring himself to clean up your things. you gave him a picture of you that he had begged to keep after you both went on a date, and he’s left it framed next to his bed for as long as he can remember. a flower that you’d picked for him was still with him that he couldn’t bring himself to throw away, and a few pictures of you that he had taken himself still remain in his bedside drawer. it’s messy, so so messy, but he loves your smile in all of these photos. he loves how happy you looked in all of them, and he knows he can never see that smile again unless it’s one of those photos—he’ll keep them where they are, even if his room is in a mess.

hello little people in my phone if you reblog ningguang will appear in ur room. also i kinda hate this because i have writers block rn and my brain almost exploded trying to think of endings LOLFKDL — 031221

[[ <3 how they confessed to you , ft. genshin men ]]

#genshin angst #genshin impact #genshin impact angst #thoma x reader #thoma angst #kaeya x reader #kaeya angst #diluc x reader #diluc angst #zhongli x reader #zhongli angst #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia angst #childe angst #childe x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #angst #pls help me lol i cant write

[sugarylawliet]

no good for me (light yagami x reader)

i’m back lol

> warnings: smut, degradation, spit kink, inappropriate use of the death note, VERY toxic relationship, song fic kinda, lyrics are in bold and italics, based off of diet mountain dew by lana del ray

> tag list: @ygm1slt @cradiot28

❛ you’re no good for me, baby you’re no good for me ❜

Nothing on this earth scared you more than the man you were about to see; the pretty boy brunette flaunting good grades and a picturesque family life whose facade of ambitious, respectful young man was a mask almost no one could see through. Some people felt dread at the thought of spiders or snakes, felt fear in their stomach imagining the paranormal, shadow ghosts or criminal stalkers invading their comfort zones. None of these perfectly rational fears scared you the way Light Yagami scared you. There was no fear to be had at the thought of something undesirable creeping its way into your privacy or comfort zone, because Light had manipulated his way into your comfort and trust long ago. He was scarier than a murderer ready to kill at an urge’s call, his blood lust hid in shadows behind his golden boy facade, his words were tools and his touches were negotiations. You couldn’t trust a single thing that came from his mouth, you often questioned your own sanity. Light Yagami had a terrifying grip on you, and it was exactly what he wanted.

Your eyes scan over the text Light had sent you for the millionth time, the words almost ingrained in your head at this point.

Come to my house. We need to talk. 

You were sure he kept his words vague on purpose, yet another tactic to keep you at his disposal out of pure fear. You weren’t exactly sure if you loved Light anymore; what was your definition of love at this point? You loved him, yes, but was it out of obligation? Was it survival instinct?

It was true, in the beginning you had loved Light purely and truly. You believed his ambition was justice, to make the world a better and safer place for you. But as time went on, “Kira doesn’t kill innocents” began racking up more and more exceptions, and as the twisted justifications spilled from his mouth, so did the gaslighting. Over and over, his sweet words convinced you to keep coming back. His empty promises were a drug and you were addicted. 

His text, you were sure, was a reference to this fizzling out of your love for him. He could sense it, and surely he must have found out you were planning on leaving. You weren’t planning on revealing that he’s Kira- that would cause more commotion you were not interested in being a part of- no, you simply wanted to move states, get away and forget about Light Yagami, forget about Kira and Ryuzaki and Ryuk and everything that has overtaken your life. However, if he did find out your plans to skip town, you may just have to reveal that he’s Kira for safety measures.

❛ you’re no good for me, but baby i want you ❜

Hestiently, you opened the door you had been staring at blankly for what felt like hours. Light had been staying in an upscale hotel during the investigation, so maybe the other tenants could hear you if you screamed for help; the overdramatic thought brought you comfort. 

You walk in the room, closing the door behind you. You’re met with the sight of Light’s back as he sits in the rolling chair across the room. In the absence of any words, without even seeing his face, you know he’s mad. Every slight change of Light’s emotions could strangle a whole room by tension alone; his aura manipulated the feeling in the air, which served as a helpful alarm to know when he is upset. And man, is he upset.

You open your mouth to greet him, but he cuts you off, spinning around in his chair to face you, “Don’t talk.” You nod and close your mouth. Why do you even listen to what he says?

“I knew I couldn’t trust you. From the very beginning I knew you would run that pretty little mouth of yours. I know you’re planning on leaving. And then what? Telling the first news outlet you see that I’m Kira?”

“No Light,”

“I said don’t talk.” He stands up from his chair, “If you tell everyone, you’ll also have to tell on yourself. Imagine what everyone would think of you if they knew...You knew I was Kira and you still dated me, you defended me, you kept my secret, you even got on your knees for me. Are you gonna tell that to the media? That you let Kira fuck you?”

You purse your lips, restraining yourself from talking back. You knew it would only make things worse, but you couldn’t stand the way he talked down on you and expected you to take it. 

“Come here.” He motioned to his desk and you followed, sitting on his lap per his instruction. He placed the death note open on the desk, handing you the pen. With one hand gripping yours and the other on your hip, he began to guide your hand, the pen spilling out the first letter of your name on the pages.

❛ do you think we’ll be in love forever? ❜

“N-No, Light, you can’t do this, please.” You begged, your heart rate quickening as you realize what he was doing. It can’t end like this, it just can’t.

“Shhh, just write. That’s it, baby. This is what bad girls get, you see?” His death grip tightened on your hand as he spelled out your name, the last letters leering closer and closer before you could register the implications of what he was doing. This was it, this was really it.

Light lets his free hand wander up to your jawline, pulling your face closer to yours and enveloping you in a kiss as he wrote the last letter of your name. You shake your head with a whine, however he disregards your concerns and runs his hand on your upper thigh. 

“What’s the matter, Y/n? Don’t wanna spend your last moments with me?~” His nose kisses your neck, and the soft, sensual gestures almost make you forget your life was quite literally slipping away at every second that ticked by. 40 seconds. You had 40 seconds to do something.

You jump off of Light’s lap, reality rushing to your lungs as you felt your world closing in. Your pants become heavier, harsh air ripping through your throat as if they were the last breaths you would ever take because, well- they were.

Your head felt buzzing and dizzy as you fell to your knees, crawling towards Light who had spun around in his chair so his back was facing you; completely apathetic. After all you’ve been through together, after all you’ve done for him, nothing. Nothing at all. 

You crawl closer, grasping towards the notebook Light held in his hands, your weakness limiting your reach as anxiety stole your clearness of mind. He only  chuckles at your meek attempts to save your own life. Your head was racing as your nervousness blacked out everything in the room except for the little black notebook your boyfriend had a death grip on; ‘I’m running out of time, I’m going to die, I need the death note, I need to cross my name out, I need it I need it I need it I-’

“Goodbye, Y/N. You were fun to play with for a while.” Light kisses your nose with an arrogant smirk, peeling your hands off from his lap and wrists before checking his watch, signaling your last few seconds. 

You quit your pitiful attempts to grab the notebook and instead push yourself further and further away from Light until your back hit the wall, lacing your fingers tightly in your hair as you cried your last moments away. 

“5, 4, 3 2...” Light spoke.

“No no no no no, please god,” You cried out, squeezing your eyes shut in preparation for the pangs you would soon feel in your chest.

“1...”

And

Nothing.

You breathe. You let the air flood your lungs; it shouldn’t be possible. You dare to open your eyes, revealing the same scene. You, pathetically on the floor with tears down your face, Light before you in his chair with his head thrown back in a maniacal laugh. 

He tossed the death note down to you, like a dog being thrown a bone. You frantically grab it and flip to the newest page, your name scratched out with two thick lines. 

You were alive- no, he let you live.

❛ hit me my darling tonight, i don’t know why but i like it

“Well?” Light asks expectingly, standing up from his chair and kicking it to the side of the room. You look up at him questioningly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as tears still brimmed your eyes from the just-curved anxiety attack.

“No ‘thank you’? I spared your life even after you betrayed me- lied to me. You’re so ungrateful.”

“I, I-” You found it difficult to shape your words with your hitching breath. You inhale deeply, eyes closed, calming down, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Light.”

Why were you even apologizing?

“I’m so sorry, please, just take me back. I’m sorry.” The words spilled from your mouth so quickly simply because they felt right. You needed to apologize, you did wrong, you need to be good. You wanted him back more than anything so you can be good.

❛ scary, my god, you’re divine ❜

“That’s right,” Light smiled, his voice softening unnaturally, “Now, how about you come over here and show me just how sorry you are.”

You hesitate for a second before crawling over to him. You sit obediently with your legs beneath your thighs on the floor in front of him.

“Mm, that’s my babygirl.” He pets your head affectionately, coherencing a smile from you. Despite everything he’s done, he always knew how to reel you back in. You needed the approval. You needed his approval.

You look up at him with puppydog eyes, to which he cocks his head to the side. “You know what I want.”

Nodding, you slowly unzipper his khaki pants and pull out his cock. You run your hand up and down, pumping it slowly. 

“Don’t be a fucking tease” Light scoffs, raking his fingers through your hair and forcing your mouth down onto him. That sweet, caring demeanor was gone in barley a second- of course it was. What were you expecting? It was a thinly veiled facade and you fell for it everytime without exception. 

Light groans, pushing your head further onto him as you try not to gag. You feel the tip of him hit the back of your throat as he thrusts into your mouth faster. “God, Y/N, you take my cock so well. Hah, if only the media could see you now. Poor little Y/N wants to run away from big bad Kira, meanwhile here she is on her knees for him, sucking him off like the dirty slut she is.”

He lets out a deep sigh before pulling out of your mouth. “Be useful for once and get on the bed.” He commands, bringing you to your feet with his strong grip on your hair and pushing you in the direction of the bed. You obey, sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for his next instruction.

Light slinks over to you, standing over your figure as his delicate fingers dance up your inner thigh. He takes off your skirt and slowly rubs your clit through the fabric of your panties.

“Mmm, Light, more...” You buck your hips up to meet his touch, his movements were agonizingly slow and you needed more friction.

“More?” At once he removes his hand from between your legs and grabs your face, your jaw in between the tight hold of his thumb and forefingers. “You want more, huh? You don’t get to make demands of me. You really think i’m gonna give you what you want after that stunt you pulled? Hah, I’m not letting you off that easy.”

You let out a whine, bucking your hips again asking to be touched.

“Aww, poor baby...” Light cooed, “Open up.” You obeyed, opening your mouth before Light brought your face closer to his, spitting in your mouth. “Now swallow.”

You do, earning a smirk from Light. “Mm, good girl. Good girls get rewarded.”

He pulls your panties aside before dipping two slender fingers inside you; wasting no time, he pumps them in and out frantically.

“Oh god Light, fuck,”

“You’re so wet for me Y/N, you like this, don’t you? I knew you would, such a dirty whore. You like when I treat you like this? You like being treated for the slut you are? God, you probably got wet when I almost killed you. It makes me hard, having you under my thumb like this, under my control...”

“Fuck Light, it feels so good, I’m close...”

Quickly, he removes his fingers from you once again, earning a cry from you at the loss of heat. “Please Light, I need you so bad,” You beg.

“What did I say? You’re still not forgiven for that stunt you pulled. Don’t whine.” He wraps his hand around your throat, pushing you down onto your back.

He fully pulls his boxers down, aligning himself with your entrance.

“Beg for it.”

“Please, please light, god, I need it so badly. I want you.”

“Hmm, yeah? You’re so desperate for my cock? I’m not convinced.”

“Please, Light, I’ll never be bad again, I’ll never mess up again. I need your cock so badly, I need you to use me. Do anything you want.”

“Mm, that’s more like it,” Light remarks before pushing into you, earning a loud moan. HIs thrusts were slow, no doubt teasing you.

“Oh, Light, please, faster...”

“More demands? God, you’re such a needy slut. Fine.” His grip on your throat tightens, pushing you further into the bed as he snaps his hips into you without mercy. His pace is relentless, quickly finding your g-spot.

“Fuck, Light. It... it feels- fuck,”

“Hah, stupid slut, what’s wrong? Cat’s got your tongue? Or is it me fucking you so hard you can’t even think straight, can’t form sentences?”

His words only egg on your approaching orgasam, “Hmmph, it- it feels so good. I’m gonna...”

With that, Light pulls you up slightly by your neck before slamming you roughly back into the bed, thrusting into you with speed. “Cum, show me how sorry you are.”

You obey, releasing with a loud moan of his name. He finishes soon after, roughly letting go of your throat. “Clean yourself up. You look like a fucking mess.”

You slip your panties and skirt back on as Light sits apathetically at his desk, his focus buried in paperwork. You heart skinks to your stomach. 

Once you finish dressing, Light allows you to leave, informing you of the Kira case work he had to finish and opening the door for you. 

“And Y/N,” He catches your attention before you step into the hallway of the hotel, “Let this be a lesson. Don’t ever try to leave me again. You’re mine.” He grabs your jaw and kisses you tenderly- but you weren’t stupid. You knew the motivation behind it, and let you still kissed his soft lips back and let yourself melt into him. 

“Goodbye,” He remarks after pulling away, “Behave yourself.”. The door slams in your face. 

You can still feel his cum dripping from your heat daring to spill out of your panties. The hallway was empty, allowing reality to rush to you at once. Your senses only seem clear when you were alone- with Light, you didn’t see with your own eyes or hear with your own ears.

You let your back touch the door of Light’s hotel room, slowly sliding down until you were sitting on the carpeted floor. Your life was broken pieces and you cut yourself picking up the glass shards, relishing in the fact that your boyfriend liked the way the blood looked on your pricked fingers.

❛  hurt me and tell me you’re mine, i don’t know why but i like it. ❜

#i did not proof read this lol sorry for mistakes #Light Yagami #light yagami x reader #light yagami x reader smut #light yagami smut #toxic! light yagami #death note #death note smut #anime #death note x reader

[suguruverse]

— HAIKYUU BOYS WHEN IN SECRET RELATIONSHIPS

includes - kuroo tetsurou, kozume kenma and yamaguchi tadashi

a/n - hope you guys enjoy this one!! <33 not proof read either lol sorry

warnings - just fluff and jealous bfs <3

↳ KUROO TETSUROU

- this man literally cannot keep his hands off of you 90% of the time

- so when he found out you wanted to keep your relationship a secret to avoid gaining attention, he was more than a little bit sad

- you were okay w kenma knowing tho bc it’s kenma 😩

- during class, more times than one you could feel your boyfriend’s eyes staring right into your back

- the type of boyfie who would subtly drop notes on your desk while he’s walking past you ugh i love him

- grabs ur booty when no one is looking

- always picks you as his partner in projects bc you guys ‘work well together’

- longing stares while the teachers talking lol teacher knows bc it’s so obvious kuroo is in love w you

- secret study dates at the back of the library to spend alone time together and makeout

- kenma hates the heart eyes you make from across the gym when you visit practice <3

- lev unknowingly flirts with you and kuroo HATES its but cant show it

- wants to kiss you in front of the entire team whenever yamamoto runs up to you and asks you to be their manager

- as much as he wants you to be his manager, he won’t be able to hold himself back when he sees you

- but when valentine’s day came up, he accidentally exposed you guys lol sorry not sorry

↳ KOZUME KENMA

- this kinda works out perfectly since you both are pretty private

- this doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. pls believe he loves you so much. he just has difficulty showing it

- kuroo obviously knows bc who do you think kenma went to when he realised he liked you

- you always go up to the roof to eat lunch alone and spend time together

- gets all blushy when you catch him staring at you during class and will look away so quick

- makes a stank face everytime you end up partnering up with someone else for a project

- WRITES UR NAME IN HIS NOTEBOOK W HEARTS but really tiny so no one can read it

- small forehead kisses when no one is watching

- literally cant wait until practice is over so he can cuddle while playing games w you

- him getting jealous whenever yamamoto or lev even looks at u

- grabs ur hand and speed walks away when he sees u talking to kuroo

- subtly leans on ur shoulder to rest on the train ride home bc he’s tired from practice <3

↳ YAMAGUCHI TADASHI

- is super understanding when you tell him you wanna keep the relationship private bc he knows ur shy

- very very subtle acts of service

- will put a lunch he made for you in ur locker before anyone is at school so no one sees him

- yes the lunch includes ur fav foods and a handwritten note

- tsukishima is so sick of hearing yamaguchi talk about you

- you, yamaguchi and tsukishima eat lunch together in a secret location oou mysterious

- he’s thinking about you during class always

- probs daydreaming about u tbh

- tsukishima thinks yamaguchi’s a lovesick fool with the way he looks at you

- he knows he’s still allowed to talk to you but he still gets so nervous when you walk up to him

- will absolutely blush and get nervous when you smile or even look at him from across the room

- you come to his practices with shimada

- he’s lives for when you show the tiniest bit of physical affection

- yall will literally be walking next to each other and you might slightly bump he’s shoulder and he’s all like o_o awooga

#haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #kuroo headcanons #kuroo x reader #kuroo x you #kuroo x y/n #kenma headcanons #kenma x you #kenma x y/n #kenma x reader #yamaguchi headcanons #yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi x you #yamaguchi x y/n

[hoseokmylovesworld]

Sway Me More | Mafia!Jungkook (M)

Pairing: Mafia!Jungkook x Assassin!OC  

Part 2: Sway With Me (M) / Part 3: Sway Me Smooth 

Requested: Anonymous:

“ ok i think i got something. i was thinking e2l mafia leader!jk and assassin!oc. they're always competing on killing the same enemies and oc beats kook to it everytime but plot twist he's actually sleeping w oc in secret, his gang doesn't know that she basically does the dirty work for him. maybe a scene where jk is busy in his office and feels something is off and he and oc pull guns on one another but its just a form of power play bc that's their relationship. dirty talk, oral male receiving, reverse cowgirl in his office chair, choking, little bit of degradation bc one of the victims oc had to seduce but kook calls her his little slut bc he's possessive like that and they both just have lots of tattoos and piercings. maybe some light bondage too? he ties her hands and the petname sweetness? i love that shit sm. ok i'm out of ur hair now fksks ”

Genre: Mafia!Jungkook, BTS mafia au, Smut, humor, e2l, angst, pining.

Length: 15,664k Words

Warnings: Strong language, lots of violence, minor deaths, guns, oral sex (male receiving), fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, squirting, overstimulation, orgasm denial, dirty talk, BDSM(?), degradation kink, praise kink, light bondage, choking, breath play, spanking, rough sex (if you couldn’t tell), possessive!jungkook, Mr. and Mrs. Smith vibes.

A/N:

1. Not sure if this counts as a Song Fic, but this ask immediately made me think of Sway With Me by Saweetie and GALAXARA hence the title so that was on repeat haha (Stream Birds of Prey: The Album and Stay Gold for clear skin!!).

2. I didn’t mean to make the OC that crazy she just kinda was. Like honestly I don’t know what happened at the end there. Also, I thought it would be a fun dynamic for them to only refer to each other by last names. (Y/L/N)

3. Shouts out to this anon for being so specific! Writing this fic ruined my search history.

3.b You said a little bit of degradation, but I mighta over did it lol.

4. This is really fucking long. For no reason...I’m not sorry, it’s all worth it in the end. Please leave a comment, let me know what you think

Jungkook sat in the back seat of his black town car parked at the street corner, his eyes never leaving a specific window of the skyscraper adjacent to him. He watched as the piece of shit who meddled with his gang’s last drug deal canoodled with his lady friend in his apartment. Probably a hooker, he thought. This particular criminal to land on the mafia’s hit list, has been known to bring home many a sex worker. 

He took a look at his Rolex and sighed; the man as slowly, but surely losing patience. They’ve been here for a good hour. A hit has never taken this long to complete for Jungkook’s team. He communicated his frustrations to his sniper, Taehyung, who was camped out in the building directly across from the apartments. 

“When the fuck is this bitch gonna leave?” He grumbled through his earwig to his employee and friend. Taehyung laughs tiredly. 

“Yeah, I’m asking myself the same thing. They’re not even fucking, they’ve been talking and kissing for like thirty minutes.” The sniper griped.

Jungkook chuckled, hearing the response in his ear. “Just stay sharp. Or you’re back on cockfight duty.”

Taehyung paused. “You wouldn’t.” 

“Just focus, yeah?” Jungkook said, refocusing his binoculars to check on the couple in the apartment so that he could see them clearly. The bright lights in the room and the lack of curtains or shades helped him out immensely with that.

“Sure thing, boss.” 

Jungkook could barely craft a response due to the shock that took over him at what happened next. He watched as the female sitting to the left of the target with her legs draped over his thighs, pulled a knife, seemingly out of her crotch, and stabbed the white collar criminal in the gut at lightning speed. 

He lurched up in pain and grabbed at the knife only for his date to pull it out and stab him again, making deep eye contact all the while. She was obviously a strong woman to overpower a man of his burley stature. But why would she want to?                                                                                                                                                        

“What the fuck was that?” Jungkook asked immediately, continuing to watch the scene unfold carefully.

“Looks like his date just stabbed him.” Taehyung responded, just as confused as his superior. 

“I can fucking see that, but why the fuck would the hooker kill him?” He raised his voice in annoyance. The murderous hooker finished the job, wiping her fingerprints off of the knife still lodged in the target's stomach and travelled to  a nearby closet. 

Jungkook watched, overcome with awe and confusion, as she returned with a duffle bag. And his jaw literally drops when he sees her pull white coveralls out of the duffle bag, put them on over her clothes and switch off the lights in the apartment, completely blocking Jungkook’s view.

“Fuck, what’s she doing now, Taehyung?” He asked quickly, knowing that the scope on his sniper had night vision. 

“She’s...cleaning the apartment...and the body.” 

So she’s done this before, Jungkook thought pensively.

“Do you recognize her?” He uttered, needing to know more about this woman  immediately.

“Hell no, I would remember this bitch.” The gunman responds instantly.  

“What the fuck is going on?” His boss muttered to himself and Taehyung took the liberty of answering him. 

“She’s leaving.” 

Jungkook cocked his head back in surprise. “Well that was fast.” 

 “You’re telling me...she’s making her way to the street. You want us to go after her?” 

He thinks about it. No harm done, he figured.

“No, leave her be. Less mess for us.” 

“Roger that.” Taehyung nodded and packed his things. Jungkook ordered his driver to take him home and they called it a very eventful day. 

What Jungkook didn’t count on was encountering that same perpetrator again...and again. Ever since he came across this deadly woman the first time, it’s like he can’t escape her now. “The Hooker”, as the mafia were calling her, had killed three more of the names on their hit list of people who had crossed them...directly before Jungkook’s men got the chance to do it themselves. 

And the fact that it didn’t affect the gang took a backseat to the amount of irritation it brought them and Jungkook for their victim to drop dead in front of them at the hands of someone else. It angered Jungkook because he didn’t know who she was or her motives. She was obviously dangerous and stealthy and could be coming for them next for all they knew. He knew he had to catch her and find out what she was about. 

“Alright, guys. You know what to do.” Jungkook huffed to his men through his earpiece as they prepared to ambush a traitor of the gang. He had been on the run recently, selling mafia secrets and tonight the gang would put an end to him and soon, everyone he blabbed to. 

After three days of following leads, they took to tracking and set out after him. Jungkook and his members followed the conspirator from a distance and three different sides in an attempt to corner him in the ominous dark of the night. They were closing in on the ex-gang member consistently and it all seemed to come to fruition when he shuffled into a dark alley. 

This is too easy, the mafia boss thought enthusiastically to himself. Jungkook and six of his men sped up in pursuit, hoping to trap the imbecile before he realized he was a dead end. Finally, the group turned into the alley quickly, expecting to find a young man ready to shit his pants. Instead they found his slumped over corpse that had been propped up against a dumpster. 

Jungkook’s spine straightened in astonishment. They literally just saw him walk into the alley and he just drops dead? Each of the men look around for who could have done this in possibly two minutes flat. The leader draws his gaze to the roof directly in front of him and grinds his teeth in anger at the sight in front of him. The Hooker from weeks ago stood above them with an amused smirk on her face in a black, hooded catsuit. 

“You gotta be fucking kidding me!” He roared.

“Would you clean that up for me? Thanks.” She deflected playfully and took off in the opposite direction, jumping from one rooftop to another.

“Get her.” Jungkook said calmly, still looking at the spot where the woman was previously standing. He’s had enough of this nonsense and he would be getting answers.

The gang moves out immediately, splitting up in search of the murderer. Two of them take the firescape closest to them, while the remaining men circle around the buildings to cut her off eventually. In the meantime, Jungkook calms himself down and examines the body.

“How did she even do this?” He pulled a leather glove from his breast pocket and moved the head of the deceased to the right side, looking him over carefully. He promptly noticed bruising around his neck and blood on the crown of his head.

“She choked you out that fast...without making a sound?” He whispered, completely impressed, but absolutely irritated at the same time. He sighed, at a loss and took it upon himself to actually dispose of the body. He waited in the alley with his arms crossed, thinking of how he wanted to interrogate this possible threat. 

His men communicated to him that the woman had seriously injured Jimin and Suga and that Hoseok and Jin would stay with them, but the good news was that they caught her and were on their way back.

“Wonderful.” He sighed sarcastically into his earpiece. 

After thirty long minutes, Namjoon and Taehyung re-entered the alley, this time carrying their new victim by her arms, her hands restrained behind her back with the rope originally meant for the traitor. She struggled against their hold as they made their way in until she laid eyes on Jungkook. 

She straightened slowly and walked with confidence, studying him thoughtfully as they passed the mafia leader and turned her to face him while forcing her to her knees. She winced slightly as her knee caps came in contact with the hard, wet ground.

The three of them watched carefully as the leader paced back and forth leisurely, his gaze focused on the puddles on the ground with his hand picking at nothing in particular on his lip. His train of thought was disrupted when the voice of the woman echoed through the alley.

“You gonna say something?” She scoffed impatiently. Jungkook turned to her slowly, revealing his dark, disapproving facial expression. He didn’t miss the flash of mischief in her eyes when they finally made eye contact.

“You incopacitated two of my men.” He started, continuing to walk back and forth in front of them with his hands behind his back. 

“They were chasing me.” She shrugged.

Jungkook stopped in his tracks at the negligence of her tone. He turned on his heel to face his suspect with a serious face. “Who are you and why do you keep killing my targets?” he demanded, just wanting to get to the point of why they were here. A humored smile broke out across her face.

“Your targets? Someone’s a little full of themselves.” She giggled innocently.

“Tell me and I won’t take a hammer to both your shoulders.” He said smoothly looking deeply into her eyes making sure he got his point across. 

Her cocky smirk dissipates but doesn't completely disappear. 

“You don’t have a hammer.” she muttered to herself, thinking that the mafia leader couldn’t hear her. He just gave her a pointed look, silently telling her to continue. She licks her lips slowly while holding Jungkook’s stormy gaze. 

“I was paid, you asshole.” She muttered.

“By who?” 

“No one you and your goons need to worry about.” He sighed and looked up in frustration. “Why?” 

The woman shook her head furiously. “Are you daft? It’s my job, obviously.” 

Jungkook whipped his head in her direction, his eyes widening slightly and his voice taking on a more agitated tone. 

“You disrespect me one more time and I’m gonna slap that smug smirk off your face.” He warned her harshly.

“Promises, promises.” She sang with that self-satisfied grin that he was having mixed feelings about. 

With that, Jungkook swifty brought his hand up to backhand the assailant and jumped in her direction, but stopped when his hand was halfway to her face. She didn’t move an inch or even blink. She even narrowed her eyes at him playfully. 

He backed away from her, impressed. She may have earned some of Jungkook’s respect that day, but he would never tell a single soul about it. He composed himself, eyeing her carefully. He then enganges her in a more calm conversation.

“Do you know who I am?” 

“Yes.” 

“Does your employer know who I am?” 

“I have multiple. Some do.” She shrugs coolly. 

“What do they—” 

“Look we know you're in charge of the mafia, or whatever, but we don’t care. The people I’ve killed have wronged more than just you and your circus of idiots here and they deserved to die.” She gestured to the two henchmen holding her in place. 

“Besides I did you a favor. Several, actually. I’m a blessing in disguise.” She smiled sweetly.

Jungkook shakes his head in disagreement. “You’re a fucking pain in my ass is what you are.” 

“Oh, what a pleasure. And how do you figure that?” 

“Some mysterious...aggressor taking out a number of important people on the east side. Wouldn’t that alarm you in my position?” He queried with a raised, pierced brow. 

“Mysterious? Mr. Jeon, do you find me attractive?” She leans forward and is yanked back in place by the men flanking her. She held a suddenly sultry and intense light behind her eyes directed at Jungkook. 

He couldn’t deny her beauty; anything with a pulse would be attracted to her. Seeing her up close, he noticed her many piercings along her ears, on her septum and her left brow, just like his. He could see tattoos peeking out from her sleeves and neckline of her suit and he wondered just how much of her body was covered by tattoos. 

He was trying not to let that get in the way of this interrogation and failing miserably with his mind wandering in dangerous directions. It didn’t help that he couldn’t look her in the eye for too long, her gaze was so captivating and somehow held so many emotions that they caused him to lose focus. 

He regarded her thoughtfully for a moment before asking, “What is your name?” 

“Deathstalker.” Wow, Jungkook thought to himself. 

“You wanna tell me your real name?” He offered, nodding at her.

“That’s the only name you're gonna get. And just a heads up, I’m not gonna talk if you torture me.” She says confidently with hooded lids. Is she bored?, the mob boss thought. He began to pace for a few moments, the only sound in the alley coming from his designer shoes squelching against the damp concrete.

“No...no, we’re not gonna hurt you.” Jungkook decided. The two henchmen that were restraining the woman, looked up in shock. Jungkook has injured or killed people for far less than what she’s done in the past hour. 

She tilts her head uncomfortably in the hold of the gang members, to get a good look at the mafia leader’s face. She gasps and beams as if she’s had an epiphany. 

“You like me.” She settled. 

He whips around to face her. “What are you on about?” 

“I thought I was gonna have to seduce you to get you off my back, but it seems you already have a soft spot for me.” She deduced with an appeased grin on her face. 

Jungkook’s breathing deepened. He thought quickly of what he could do to draw the attention away from the truth of her statement. He didn’t know what it was about her, but she was different from any of the other suspicious characters he’s interrogated. And for some reason he didn’t want to hurt her, but he couldn’t be seen as weak in front of his inferiors. 

In a flash, he was directly in front of her, teeth clenched and gripping her face tightly in his strong hand. His fingers pressed roughly into her jaw, her cheeks were forced to scrunch up, obscuring her vision and her mouth was bound to a permanent, painful pout. 

“Stop spewing nonsense, I wouldn’t sleep with you if you were the last woman on earth. You’re too dirty.” He lied gratingly. “I don’t have soft spots for anyone and you would do well to learn that. Come into my sight again and you’ll see what kind of damage I can really do.” He seethed. 

“Hot.” Deathstalker replied through forcibly clenched teeth. Jungkook sighed before flimsily releasing her chin, flinging it to the right causing her to wince. Jungkook inwardly did the same at the sight. 

“Let her go.” The henchmen do as they are told. “Get out of my sight.” She got up off her knees awkwardly with her bound wrists.

“I’m sure you know how to get rid of that yourself.” Jungkook nodded at the rope around her wrists. She nodded back casually and walked passed Jungkook, brushing up against him as she did so. 

“Catch you on the flip side.” She whispered to him before she took off in a run into the night.

Three weeks had passed without a surprise appearance from “Deathstalker” and Jungkook was beginning to think she had actually heeded his warning in the alley. He should be pleased with this fact, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. 

Not only was the thought of her ingrained in his mind, but he was slowly convincing himself that maybe he did appreciate her services even if he wasn’t the one paying for them. His men seem to have gotten lazier with the physical side of organized crime since Jungkook’s encounter with Deathstalker. 

Or perhaps with no one to properly clean up the mess left after a hit, he’s noticing just how sloppy they’ve been. Either way, people are talking and names are traveling through the air like pollution; they can’t go on like this. 

He and his men have been actively searching for the assassin and any information they could find on her. The leader didn’t disclose his true motives to his foot soldiers for fear of looking weak, but he couldn’t have the feds knocking down the doors of his companies and he was desperate. They succeeded in finding her real name, her past hits and the names of some of her employers, but nothing on where she was hiding or how to contact her. 

Jungkook curses himself for not realizing Deathstalker’s worth sooner and tries to calm his rampant mind by chugging his flute of champagne. He looks around, disinterested at the ostentatious group of people at the pompous event he was advised to attend. 

As the head of the leading construction company on the east side and since no one suspected his night job, he showed his face in these environments from time to time. This one happens to be an art auction and Jungkook was regretting it by the minute. 

He quickly snagged one more flute of champagne before taking his seat in the front row for the auction. Half-way through the auction he considers leaving, he hasn’t raised his number card once as none of the pieces appealed to him. His head began to lull back out of pure boredom before he heard an all-too familiar voice above the noise. 

“Two million dollars!” The voice was forthright and attractive, causing every head to turn in it’s direction. 

Jungkook didn’t have to look far as the owner of the voice was sitting in the front row as well, roughly twelve seats away. His eyes widened at his suspicions being proven correct. He stares at her for a few moments, taking in her full appearance since meeting her for the first time in the alley. 

She traded in the black cat suit for a peach colored cocktail dress that hung off of one shoulder and blinding white pumps. She covered up her tattoos with makeup to Jungkook’s dismay, but still showed off her many piercings and her long wavy hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail. That’s a good look, thought Jungkook who spared her one last glance before settling into his seat and devising a plan for how the rest of the night will go. 

The auction finally came to an end and the elites took to day drinking and networking once more. Jungkook blended in with the crowd, but kept a close eye on Deathstalker, waiting to find her away from her companions. He spotted her amongst strangers, nursing a glass of champagne and intently watching the middle aged crooner sing along with the orchestra.

When Marimba Rhythms start to play

Dance with me 

Make me sway

Then he pounced.

He positioned himself behind her and leaned in to speak softly into her ear. “What are you doing here?” 

She didn’t flinch or even react to his words, as if she knew he was there, and just continued to enjoy the music. She never failed to impress him.

“Well, killing all your targets actually counts for something. I’m spending my hard earned money on some fine art.” She smiled after a moment. Jungkook came to stand next to her instead. He took a swig from his drink, the two of them still not making eye contact. “You know it’s not polite to brag.” 

She finally turns to him to show off her expensive outfit. “Does this dress scream humble to you?” 

“No, but it does scream desperate.” He took her in, using it as an excuse to check her out. That cat suit didn’t do her legs justice in his opinion, but this ensemble has his approval. 

“For what?” She demanded, cocking her head to the side. 

“You tell me—” 

“You’re full of shit, Jeon.” The assassin sneered and quickly turned to walk away. Jungkook catches her by the bicep at the last second, attempting to make it look playful and desperately trying to avoid any unwanted attention.

“Wait.” He smoothly but firmly pulled her back to him, guiding her left hand to his shoulder and holding onto her right one before leading her in a slow dance towards the dance floor. He told himself he needed a more discreet position to confide his intentions in her ear again. 

Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore

Hold me close

Sway me more

“I have a proposition for you.” 

She glances up at him, sporting narrowed and curious eyes. “Oh? This should be good. Last time you saw me, you threatened to hammer my limbs in.” She swiftly stomped on his foot, with a tight-lipped, spiteful smile. 

He groaned and gathered himself with closed eyes before getting down to business. “Drop the attitude Y/L/N.” Jungkook grumbled, causing the assassin to freeze, but he made sure to keep them moving. She switches from her normal playful demeanor to a more formidable version of herself and he is almost alarmed by the switch. She leans closer to him to reach his ear and drops her voice to a grave whisper.

“How did you know my last—” 

Jungkook doesn’t back down from her close, menacing form and goes as far as to tease her with a satisfied smirk. “Hate to break it to you, but you’re not the only computer genius in this room okay?”

She only glares off into the distance, clenching her jaw. 

“What?” Jungkook revels in the feeling of having the upper hand on her. “My men may not be able to catch you in action, but they do know their way around a file cabinet.” He shares proudly, biting his lip with joy.

Realizing the leverage he had over her, Y/N made the decision to hear him out. “What the fuck do you want?” She spat before Jungkook spun her and dipped her quickly. And though she was angry, she moved with grace and he couldn’t help, but admire her beauty. 

Like a flower bending in the breeze

Bend with me, sway with ease

“You.” He smirks, already missing her playful personality and hoping to bring it back out. He smiles wider when he succeeds.

She finally cracks a smile and throws her head back, unable to stop herself from laughing. “That’s funny, I thought you wouldn’t fuck me if I were the last woman on earth.” She threw his line back at him effortlessly.

The mob boss hesitates for a split second. “Okay, your memory is impeccable, I get it, but I’m talking about your services.” 

Y/N blinks in bewilderment before forming the words she never thought she would. “You want me to work for you?” He nods evenly.

“I’ve already killed five targets for you, Jeon. What more could you want?” She sputtered, not being able to fathom the request. Jungkook only releases her hand, keeping the other wrapped around her waist and nods to the empty balcony of the ballroom before leading her through it’s floor length glass doors. 

“Trust me, I’m well aware. It was insanely fucking annoying,” He said earnestly, making the assassin giggle. His heart seemed to lurch at the sound, but he ignored the pleasant pang in his chest to continue his proposal. “Until I noticed how well you clean up after yourself. Leaving almost no trace of your involvement at the crime scene.” 

He released Y/N’s waist carefully close to the door of the balcony, peering into the room to see who might be looking at them. They seemed to have a bit of privacy as of right now.

Y/N tilted her head and raised her eyebrows sincerely. “Are you really shocked that the neanderthals you hired aren’t too keen on cleaning up after themselves?” 

 “I’m trying to compliment you.” He sighed looking up.

 “You’re doing a pretty shit job.” She mumbled. He ignores her complaints and carries on. He tucks his hands into his pants pockets and walks towards her.

“My men haven’t been as stealthy as possible as of late and there’s talk that we may have caught the attention of the authorities.” 

“Again, are you surprised?” She overannunicated sassily with her arms crossed.

He marched up to her, towering over her small frame intimidatingly. “Don’t push it, Deathstalker.” He sneered at her. Her snark was beginning to piss him off. Why was he always so hot and cold with her?

“Or what?” She said seductively, suddenly snaking her arm around his torso and pressing herself against him. She gazed up at him, with flirtatious eyes

Jungkook bit the inside of his cheek, gazing back down at the woman coolly. He considers feeding into her words and actions for a second, but figures it’s probably just one of her games so he tosses the idea. “I’m trying to make you an offer here.” He insisted. The mercenary sucks her teeth, lets go and turns to walk away. “Ugh you’re no fun...You couldn’t handle me anyway.”

The one time he tried to be professional. He pulls her back by the arm, forcefully pressing her into the stone wall next to the door of the balcony. He presses himself against her firmly while gripping her small waist with one hand and her chin with the other. 

"Fine,” He challenged. “Is this what you want? You want me to fuck you right here, up against this wall, like a little slut?" He spoke in a low voice so as not to concern the guests inside and the rumble of Jungkook’s voice in his chest made Y/N’s body start to heat up.  

His offer brings a genuine, delighted smile to her face. She tosses the idea around in her head while making heated eye contact with Jungkook. But that would never work, she thought bitterly. Her date would come looking for her soon. Not a good look when you're trying to bag a guy and rob him for his millions. So she decided to tease him instead, It was the perfect opportunity with him being all riled up like this. 

"I knew you liked me…” She let her sultry yet snide words linger, toying with the fabric of his collar. “But that would be unprofessional, Mr. Jeon...seeing as you are now my boss." she uttered softly, still keeping her seductive gaze. Jungkook briefly wonders if she could feel his dick twitch when she said his name like that before refocusing on the situation.

When we dance you have a way with me

Stay with me, sway with me

He took the sudden change of pace and her choice of words as her officially accepting his offer and released his hold on her with a grimace. She walks by him, smoothing down her dress with an unfazed expression and heads to the railing to take in the view, as if she wasn’t just assaulted by one of the most important men in the country. 

“So you’ll do it?” 

She kept her back to him, letting her heavy voice travel over her shoulder casually. “How much will you give me?” 

He joins her side, resting his hands on the railing. “Eight hundred, thousand.” 

She whips her head in his direction, an obviously offended expression on her face. “Do I look like one of your minions?” Y/N inquired. 

“It would be your first job with me, you gotta start somewhere.” He made a gesture with his hand, trying to reason with her.

“I started years ago and I’m good at my job. The best actually…I want a million.” She decided with a hand on her waist. 

Jungkook blinked repeatedly, taken aback. “You want me to give you a million dollars?”

“Yes, or no deal.” She answered quickly before he could even finish the question. The mafioso took a step back and laughed silently in disbelief. 

“You’re infuriating, you know tha—” 

“And you make me wanna vomit.” 

“You’re projecting.” 

“Oh, suck a dick Jeon!” She began marching towards the glass doors into the ballroom before Jungkook caught her by the arm and brought her back to him swiftly. 

“Fine, it’s yours.” He muttered, glaring down at her with frustrated eyes. 

The woman simply winked playfully at him and caressed his face. “I knew you’d come around.” She beamed looking satisfied and walked away only to be yanked back to Jungkook’s chest yet again. This time she grumbled in slight annoyance. He made a note to let up on the pulling. 

“If you cross me, we will kill you.” He said seriously. She only smiled as if he’d made a joke. 

“Unless I beat you to that too.” His face turned angry and he opened his mouth to speak when they heard the glass door open and a voice call toY/N. 

“Oh, Ruby, there you are. Is this guy bothering you?” An older gentleman in a suit and a gold chain spoke in a scraggly voice. Jungkook recognized him as Walter Schillings, a white collar criminal who has been giving Jungkook’s men a hard time and definitely landed himself on their hitist. 

Thankfully, the scum has never actually seen the mafia leader before so they were able to avoid a tricky situation at this crowded event. Though Jungkook had men scattered throughout the building in case anything went down, he never travelled alone. But, wait. Why was he referring to Y/N as Ruby?

The mafia leader had no time to figure it out because he had to explain why he was gripping this innocent looking woman the way he was. He lets go immediately and addresses the man. “We were just having a convers—” 

“No,” Y/N sighs and saunters over to Walter, grabbing his huge hand and having it encompass her small one. 

What the fuck is this? Jungkook thought, his heart suddenly racing. He tried to hide his emotions behind a cold demeanor. 

“Just some loser trying to get my attention.” She glanced back at Jungkook arrogantly, allowing Walter to slide an arm around her waist and kiss the side of her forehead as they re-entered the ballroom. 

Jungkook ground his teeth together at the sight and nearly sprinted to Walter to tear his arm off when he saw his hand reach down and grip Y/N’s ass. It bothered him even more that she hadn’t reacted whatsoever. 

He turned away and braced himself on the railing again, attempting to calm himself. “I hope she slits your goddamn throat, motherfucker.” He grumbled to himself, seething with anger. 

Jungkook spent the next fifteen minutes pouting on the balcony, gripping the railing in anger with a bothersome boner while the rich and famous boozed it up inside. Surprisingly no one had come out to bother him, giving him enough to time think about what he just saw. 

He didn’t know why the sight of Y/N with Walter infuriated him so, but he knew he never wanted to see it again. He wondered how she could flirt with him so heavily and then disregard him completely at the drop of a hat. He just wanted to make her eat her petty words, drive her as crazy as she seemed to be driving him. 

It didn’t help that he had been having fantasies of her for the past few weeks in that catsuit just letting him have his way with her. And here she comes, looking like sex on legs and clouding his judgement after disappearing for three weeks. Just who does she think she is? Jungkook sighed frustratedly at the pitiful turn his night had taken. 

He wished he had a distraction from his thoughts. He wished he could leave this vexatious place, but something was keeping him here and he had a feeling that, that something was a menace in a dress and liked to play mind games. 

Okay, so, the boner that won’t seem to go away may also be responsible for keeping him isolated on this balcony, but he had every intention of taking care of it. He just had to convince Y/N.

He quickly tucked his boner into his waistband and walked back into the ballroom like he never left, eyes peeled for Y/N’s small form among the guests. He sees her enter the restroom from afar and doesn’t think before pursuing her. 

On any other day Jungkook wouldn’t dream of executing what was going on in his head, but Y/N was admittedly the most breathtaking thing he’d ever seen and she caused him to think purely with his dick after their interaction today. 

He doesn’t know how he managed to skip into the women’s restroom without setting off any of the guests, but he considers it a victory when he’s in and locks the door without thinking about it. He turned to find Y/N touching up her make-up at the large mirror above the sinks. 

They make eye contact through the mirror, but they have yet to exchange words. Y/N narrows her eyes questioningly while Jungkook considers the silence and stillness in the room. So far so good. 

Jungkook’s shoes clicked on the tile floor as he took a few steps away from the door. “Where did your date go?” He questioned casually.

Y/N finally pauses touching up her face. “He also went to the bathroom, what are you doing in here?” She answers speedily, watching him intently through the mirror. “We made our deal.” 

“I came to see you…” The woman hums in understanding and starts on her lipstick again, seemingly uninterested. “You getting all dolled up for him?” Jungkook finishes.

“Essentially yes.” There is a pause before Jungkook just comes out with it. 

“So you gonna sleep with him tonight?” 

Deathstalker scoffed. “Of course not. I’m an assassin not a hooker.” 

Jungkook muffles a laugh at the inside joke amongst him and his men when his new ally finally starts to show some interest. “Why do you care anyway?” 

He walks up to her boldly, gripping her waist and pressing against her from behind causing her to put the make-up down and zero in on his face. She continued to watch his eyes when he leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“I just wonder what he would say if I messed up this pretty little face.” He brings his hand up to gently grip her chin, unlike how he did earlier. She smiles slightly, making no attempt to free herself from his grasp. If anything she leans more into his touch.

“Mr. Jeon.” She drawled. “Are you still threatening me?” She bats her eyelashes coyly, knowing exactly what was going on. Jungkook has no idea why that innocent look and the words ‘Mr. Jeon’ falling from her mouth made him hard, but he continually needed more of it. He shuddered lightly at the name and her sweet, sweet voice, barely managing to keep his cool.

“Not in the painful way...unless you like that.” He rasped, brushing her lip with his thumb tenderly. She held back a moan and Jungkook took that as an invitation to take it a step further. 

“Do you want me?” He breathed deeply in her ear, sending chills down her spine.

She licked her lips and smiled her signature seductive smile. Jungkook was no match for both her smile and her beautiful doe-eyes. “Oh, Mr. Jeon, you know my pride won’t let me answer that.” 

“Cut the games Y/L/N. I’ve had enough of your shit today. Do you want me?” He repeats. He fully pressed his body into hers allowing her to feel the need that he had been accumulating out on the balcony, his breathing getting heavier. She returned the gesture, pushing back against him discreetly. 

“I thought we agreed that you would just be my boss.” She said with wide, naive eyes, though Jungkook knew better. 

“Well, then, as your boss I hope you would do as I ask and let me fuck you on this sink.” He let his fingers travel from her chin to her throat and let them wrap around her neck ever so gently, giving her just a taste of what was to come. He felt her swallow thickly and watched the innocent look in her eyes turn to primal lust. “So? You wanna see if I can handle you or not?” He whispered, touching his lips to her ear.

She shivered at the touch and quickly turned around to face him. Jungkook leaned in and they were nose to nose. She wrapped her arms around his neck, but their lips barely brushed when she backed away suddenly. He looked into her stern eyes confusedly. “This means nothing.” She said, making sure they were both on the same page. “I’m aware.” he responded before they both pounced at each other, teeth clacking and tongues swirling.

Y/N moaned in delight when Jungkook gripped the back of her thighs and sat her on the granite sink counter with a quickness. He forced her skirt up to her hips roughly so he could properly grind his crotch against her and she seemed to enjoy the rough handling. He made a note of that. 

His hands were everywhere on her, massaging her breasts, squeezing her hips and ass, eager to finally be living his most recent fantasies. Y/N revelled in the attention with a smile on her face, hands playing freely in his silky hair whilst he kissed along her neck. 

He quickly reached down between Y/N’s legs to find that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. He leans back and their heated gazes meet. “You dirty little slut.” He noted, gruffly. “You like it.” She confidently reassured him. “You’re damn right, I like it.” He mumbled as he attached his lips firmly to hers and applied pressure, rubbing her swollen clit with his fingers. “...Mmm, God, you’re so wet.”

The assassin’s body jerked several times and she moaned into his mouth, grinding further into his touch. She separated from him when she couldn’t take anymore and stared deeply into his eyes. “Please,” she pauses to catch her breath. “Please fuck me, Mr. Jeon.” 

Jungkook unzipped his pants before she could even finish her sentence, preparing a condom that he is thanking God he brought with him today. “I like when you say my name like that.” He whispered against her ear.

“I know, your dick told me. Now, hurry before someone breaks the door down.” Jungkook then slides into her easily. Y/N sighs in ecstasy while Jungkook is stunned into silence at the way she gripped his dick. He starts to move almost immediately, holding her in place as he snaps his hips into her, their lips sloppily tangled all the while. The sound of their moans began to bounce off of the tile walls of the bathroom, both of them throwing any cares they had for being discreet out the window.

Jungkook grunted with excitement and pleasure at the sight in front of him. He was watching her moaning form closely, memorizing every detail of her incase he never got this chance again.

“Fuck yes. Your dick feels so fucking good inside me.” She panted, focused on his wide, intense eyes. “Just keep fucking me like that, Mr. Jeon.” He released a satisfied growl at the name.  

Even though he had only met her weeks ago, Jungkook never would have guessed that Y/N would be the type to beg for anything. But here she was under him, at his mercy just like in his dreams, begging for him. It occurred to him that the Deathstalker he met would never admit to or do any of this, but Y/N seemed to be living for it. The idea excited him so much that he didn’t know up from down and didn’t bother to control any nonsense that spewed from his mouth in response to her. 

“You look like a dirty little slut under me right now. Letting me fuck you in the bathroom while your date’s probably outside waiting or you.” He whispered harshly in her ear, never letting up as he continues to thrust in and out of her swiftly. 

Y/N threw her head back and moaned, feeling nothing but turned on by his comments. “Oh, fuck yes..” She murmured, letting herself be carried away with pleasure. 

“Not wearing any panties for him, letting him touch all over you, ugh...but I’m the one who gets to have this sweet pussy by the end of the night.” He breathed heavily, not taking his eyes off of Y/N’s face that was contorted in pure bliss. “Flirting with both of us all night long, making us want you. You’re such a bad girl.”

“I am, I’m a bad girl.” She whimpered hurriedly. “I need to be punished, Mr. Jeon.” She finished, her words not completely registering in her drunken state, but they resonated with Jungkook all too well. He forced himself to slow his thrusts considerably and focus on his breathing much to Y/N’s dismay.

She leans back into him and rests her forehead on his, running her fingers through his hair and grinding on him desperately. “No, no, no, no, no, no. Why did you stop?” Her low, lusty voice implored. 

Jungkook chuckles lightly. “You’re gonna make me cum sweetheart.” She pulled his hips into her helping him find a new rhythm. “Then by all means, do, Mr. Jeon. I want you to cum inside me.” She purred before kissing him softly. 

That set something off in him causing him to pound into her once more. Y/N was thrown back by the force, unable to hold her upper body up any longer. She rested her elbows on the counter and tilted her head all the way back while Jungkook thrusted away into her. 

He saw her face in the mirror and appreciated that he got the watch the pleasure they were experiencing together until he noticed her eyes were closed. 

He realised he didn’t wanna cum this way. He pulled out of her, ignoring her cries of disapproval, turned her around and roughly bent her over the counter. 

“Oh, baby, you gotta see this.” He rasped before sliding into her again and instantly started fucking into her wildly. Y/N yelped before biting her knuckle in order to keep quiet. “Oh my god, yes, fuck me!”

Jungkook grabbed her ponytail and dragged her up off the counter and into his chest so that he could whisper in her ear. She winced, but let him wrap her hair around his fist and pull harder, the back of her head totally resting on his shoulder. 

She could see him behind her, relentlessly hammering into her greedy body in all his glory. Maybe she misjudged him. The sight turned her on even more, sending another rush of wetness between her thighs. 

“You’d better keep it down princess. Wouldn’t want your date to think his girl was in here getting railed like a slut. Oh, wait.” Y/N wanted to laugh, but Jungkook released her hip to wrap his large hand around the base of her neck and firmly squeezed. 

Her eyes immediately rolled back at the gesture, but she made sure to refocus on the mirror as Jungkook was watching closely. The pressure was building in her core more and more. She was gonna fall over the edge any second now, she was so close.

“Oh m-ffffuck, yes! You’re gonna make me cum, Mr. Jeon.” She whined through clenched teeth, looking into his piercing eyes through the mirror. 

“Then fucking cum for me.” His deep voice grated in her ear. 

“Harder! Choke me harder!” Y/N pleaded as her orgasm crashed right into her. He squeezed tighter at just the right time and with just the right pressure that had Y/N seeing stars and prolonging her high. Jungkook held off his own orgasm, trying not to think about her velvety walls pulsating around him, so that he could watch Y/N fully enjoy hers. And boy was it something to watch. 

Her jaw dropped and stilled as her eyes rolled into her head, but it was the most beautiful thing Jungkook had ever seen. Her body was frozen in a perfect arch as he thrusted away into her and her hand firmly cradled his head so that their cheeks were pressed together. He would hold out for as long as he could as she rode her high completely if only to watch her like this for a little longer.

Eventually she tapped Jungkook's hand causing him to let go of her neck and she collapsed onto the counter breathlessly. “Holy fuck.” She gasped as she braced herself on the granite surface. 

She coughed a bit and caught her breath and then looked up at Jungkook with fucked out, voracious eyes. He never took his eyes off of her and never stopped pumping his dick into her delicious cunt. 

“You gonna cum for your little cock slut, Mr. Jeon?” Y/N croaked, throat sore from being choked. But every word sounded like music to Jungkook’s ears. That look on her face made him wanna blow his load on the spot. “Yeah, baby.” Is all he can offer as his hips break their rhythm without his permission.

“Please, cum inside me.” She moaned out as Jungkook emptied himself into the condom, hips sputtering near the end until they stopped with his dick still deep inside of her. He was in his own head, lost in a post-coital stupor, thinking about how that may have been the best orgasm he’s ever had when Y/N spoke up.

“You can get out of me now.” She said flatly, thrusting Jungkook back into the real world. He murmured an apology and withdrew himself from her, watching her walk casually into one of the stalls without a word or a look in his direction. 

He just stood there with his cock out wondering what the hell just happened. He thought they made a connection. He agreed that it wouldn’t mean anything, but was she really that cold hearted to just ignore him after a passionate experience like that? Well, she is a mercenary, his conscience defended, they’re not meant to be caring. 

As he heard the stall start to open up he quickly turned around, discarded the condom and tucked himself back into his pants. He then watched as she came back out looking more put together than before. 

She washed her hands and began to touch up her appearance again. This time she actually needed it. The foundation on her neck was rubbed off by his fingers, revealing the tattoos that Jungkook missed,  her lipstick was smeared and her high ponytail drooped due to the pulling. Awkward silence took over the spacious restroom. Is she really not going to say anything?

He decided to just come out with it. “What was that?” 

“What are you talking about?” She requested, haphazardly while fixing her hair in the mirror.

“Well, you were just all over me and now you’re acting like I don’t exist.” He said plainly.

“It’s called sex, you don’t fuck like a virgin so I assume you know what I’m talking about. Besides, I’m not acting like anything.” Jungkook had a hard time believing that. He knew what deflecting looked like, had seen it in many interrogations. 

“Then why won't you look at me?” He challenged.

Her eyes widened in annoyance as she reached around to place another bobby pin in her hair. “I’m kinda busy here, Jeon.” 

He couldn’t help, but feel bothered that she dropped the sassy formality of calling him Mr., an indication that she was enjoying his company. “Look, will you just talk to me for a sec—”

She suddenly stops what she’s doing. Her breathing is long and deep before she calms down and begins speaking smoothly with her eyes closed. “Look, Jeon. We don’t know each other and I don't know what you think you know about me or what you made up in your head, but you might as well forget all of that ‘cause it’s not real.” She sighed, continuing to recover her foundation.

“That wasn’t real?” He finally commanded. He hated to admit it, but he was slightly bothered when she didn’t even offer him a glance. “That?” She responded, only interested in her reflection.

“That,” He clarified, gesturing to the counter sternly. “What we just did, what we...said.” He gulped nervously. This wasn’t like him, he didn’t get nervous or have passionate sex with strangers and let it effect him. This is only his second time meeting this woman and he let her get in his head. He’s been asking himself the same question since meeting her in the alley: what makes her so different?

She put down her foundation and just stared at it blankly. “And what part of what we said are you confused about, pray tell.”

“Um, ‘I need to be punished, Mr. Jeon.’” He quoted promptly. 

Honestly the only thing he was confused about was why she was suddenly being so cold to him. All of the words they shared were noteworthy and he wanted her to acknowledge that. The whole experience still shocked Jungkook and he never dreamed it would actually happen. He just brought up a snippet that he thought might get her attention and maybe evoke some emotion finally. He chose wisely.

Her head whipped in his direction. “And you liked it, didn’t you?” She sneered. “Or perhaps we could talk about how you like to call women, sluts, hm?” 

“I thought you liked it,” He tried to get in, but she wasn’t having it.

Jungkook thought her angry face looked nothing like it did five minutes ago or even out on the balcony. She suddenly let out a bitter laugh and Jungkook realized that this woman probably wears many faces. Perhaps to defend herself. Perhaps to survive. Maybe he misjudged her. 

“You know, I didn’t take you for a person who throws things that people say during sex back in their face.” She accused, sporting a dark smile.

“Well, I’m sorry, but I didn’t take you for a...a—”

“A submissive?” She shot, putting an end to his stuttering. He deflated, all signs of anger or disapproval gone from his stance. “Yes.” He copped out, not knowing what else to say. “I just wasn’t expecting that.” 

Y/N visibly calmed down as well, turning back to the mirror and continuing her work. “Are you surprised?” She muttered, raising her eyebrows. 

Jungkook thought for a second before responding, evenly: “No.” Thinking about how much Y/N might have gone through to be so successful as a trained killer, she must have had to be the strongest and smartest person in the room on any given day. There had to be a time where she wanted to take a break, not be the person in charge for once. Jungkook could relate. 

His response made her pause, but she only cleared her throat and continued applying foundation in silence. I can’t leave things like this, Jungkook decided. He just got an actual glimpse into her personality and not the same act she puts on for the rest of the world. He found out that they might even have some things in common. He didn’t want her to shut him out now. It may have been a moment of weakness for both of them, but he wanted to continue this.

“I could, you know, help...punish you, i-if you want.” He spluttered with his hands in his pockets, trying to make himself look as confident as possible since his voice had already betrayed him. 

Y/N stills and turns to him with a confounded expression, but didn’t say anything.

“I mean, unless you already have a…” Jungkook left out the last word for her to hopefully pick up on, suddenly shy about the world of BDSM. 

“No, I don’t.” She rushed out, looking down at the counter and creating an awkward silence between them. “I’ll think about it.” She added genuinely. She looked at him over her shoulder and offered a gentle nod, her expression completely blank. 

Jungkook nods back in acknowledgement. “Okay, then.”

“Now get out of here, I’m sure there are ladies that need this restroom.” She pulled on her signature playful smirk, nearly giving Jungkook whiplash. Many faces indeed.

“Yeah, okay.” He gathered himself and walked towards the door, but turned back when he realized something. “Wait, how do I contact you for the job?”

“I’ll call you, now go.” She said packing up her stuff. 

Jungkook nodded, unlocked the door and quickly darted out of the bathroom. As he sped by he saw Walter down the hall posted in front of the men’s room patiently waiting for his date. Thankfully his head was turned when Jungkook made his way out of there and to the exit. He smirked wickedly, knowing he got away with his ridiculous plan. “Dumbass.”

Two weeks had gone by since the bathroom incident and Jungkook worked tirelessly to distract himself from thoughts of the beautiful assassin to no avail. He realized there was no escaping her. He thought their rendezvous at the auction would help get her out of his system, but it only fueled his addiction for her and now he was trapped in a vicious cycle that he didn’t know if he wanted out of. 

They kept in contact and Deathstalker killed the enemies on Jungkook’s hit list, but this time she was being paid by the mafioso himself unbeknownst to his men. They found themselves in situations much like the first time they ran into Deathstalker more often than not. Only now she had to be more creative as Jungkook’s foot soldiers still thought she was a possible threat.

As Jungkook sat across from Collin Boardly, a corrupt CEO/gang leader, he wondered if this would be one of those situations. Boardly is a fellow criminal that Jungkook was on good terms with until he heard that Boardly’s men have been attacking and blackmailing store owners in his territory. Jungkook insisted that he pay those victims back and restore all damages. He even invited Mr. Boardly to a very private game of poker so that they could properly discuss matters. 

They sat in the dimly lit restaurant owned by one of Jungkook’s close friends with their respective security surrounding them. Boardly felt obligated to bring his men as he offended Jungkook and now he was on his turf. Jungkook’s men insisted on backing him up, but he had a strong feeling that none of that would be necessary. 

They had already made small talk while getting the game started and Jungkook got straight to business. 

“So, I hear you’ve been terrorizing my streets. What’s the story there?” Jungkook inquired calmly. Boardly huffed a nervous laugh at the mention of what his men did. “Personally I think terrorizing might be too strong a word.”

Jungkook’s brows raised and his expression turned serious. “Well, what would you call threatening multiple lives at gunpoint, roughin’ ‘em up and demanding cuts of their earnings then? Business?” He denounced. 

“As usual.” Boardly finished the adage with a large smile. Jungkook only looked at him with the same no nonsense expression and Boardly seemed to regret making the remark.

“Just a joke, Jungkook.” He muttered. “I am sorry that I allowed my guys to do that.” He doubled down. “We simply didn’t know how far your territory reached. We meant no disrespect.”

“I appreciate that.” Jungkook replied, anger stirring inside him as he fought not to rip this man’s head from his shoulders.They continued to play in near silence until Jungkook finally pressed him for answers. 

“So how do you intend to fix what your guys broke?”

Boardly looked up with a lost expression on his face. “Excuse me?” He grumbled.

“There was damage done to these stores, yes?” Jungkook assessed slowly. “And you’ve already collected cuts from some of the owners…” He can see Boardly’s eyes widen slightly in recognition. 

“Oh, you didn’t know I knew that.” The mob boss gathered. “Anyway, I assume you’re ready to pay for that. I was thinking fifty, thousand dollars would cover it.” He suggested calmly. 

Boardly tried to give an excuse, stuttering. “I’m-I don't think you understand—”

“I understood you can afford it, judging by those chips.” Jungkook chided, gesturing to the large bet Boardly made in the center of the poker table. Boardly sighed at a loss. 

“Kook, listen.” The CEO leaned forward, trying to reason with his opponent. “We’re friends. It was an accident, can’t we just forget this happened?”

“No.” Jungkook responded instantly, his arms crossed. “We were...associates, but now you’re just someone who fucked with my community. So are you gonna pay it back or not?” He seethed furiously.

Boardly swallowed and stared at Jungkook for a few moments, wondering how else to bargain with him. He had too much pride to go through with this deal, especially in front of his inferiors.

“No.” He finally answered.

Jungkook sighed disappointedly. The air in the room turned ominous and it was felt by all. Normally, Jungkook would be killing Boardly by now and he could feel all of his men tense behind him, ready to kill if need be, but he was doing things differently today. He just nodded understandingly, before gesturing with his left hand to get Taehyung’s attention.

“Taehyung. Will you get me a glass of water from the kitchen please?” He asked politely without looking at him. He hears his right hand man head to the kitchen and he turns back to the piece of shit in front of him.

“Why, Collin? Is there something wrong with doing right by those you fucked over?” Jungkook questioned, heatedly.

“No, Kook—”

“Don’t call me that.”

Boardly scoffed and continued. “I just don’t think we did anything wrong. We overstepped, we apologized, I think that should be enough.”

“Well, I don’t. So where does that leave us?”

“I’m not paying for shit.” The CEO shrugged. That really pissed Jungkook off. 

“Go to hell, Boardly.” He growled. I’m really gonna enjoy watching you bite it, Jungkook thought sinisterly. 

Taehyung placed the glass of water in front of his boss and made the decision to continue to stand at his side, ready if anything were to happen. 

“Fine.” Boardly responded bitterly. “So are we done here? Or are you gonna give me a hard time?” He asked, nodding at Taehyung for emphasis. Jungkook shook his head nonchalantly. “No, no. We’re done.” with a haunting smirk on his face. The look put Boardly slightly on edge, but he ignored it and stood up to corral his men. 

Jungkook watched him make his way to the door wondering what the fuck was taking so long? He already gave the signal. He started to reach for his own gun to do it himself when he noticed Boardly stop in his tracks and could hear him choking. 

Even Jungkook and his men wore looks of concern. The mafia leader got up to get a better view from where he stood and the others craned their necks behind him still ready to shoot first and ask questions later. 

Boardly’s men tried to help him as he clutched his throat, but it was no use as he convulsed and fell to the floor before ceasing to move altogether. They looked at each other for answers before turning to Jungkook. 

One of the guys who was wearing a blue suit, which Jungkook assumed to be Boardly’s right hand, pulled out a gun and walked towards him. Taehyung and Jungkook pulled theirs as well, causing everyone with a gun to point them at either side. 

“You do this?!” Boardly’s guy raged. “How?” Jungkook argued. “How would I do that to him? He probably had a heart attack or forgot to breathe or some shit.” He surmised, trying to place the blame elsewhere. 

“Bullshit! What did you do?” He demanded.

“Look, I’m sorry for your loss or whatever, but we had nothing to do with this. Now you all gotta do something with him.” He pointed his gun at the dead body briefly. Blue suit breathes heavily with a stumped expression, not wanting to let it go. No one in the room showing any signs of letting up either.

“How about we all put the guns down and you guys can take him home-or wherever. Yeah? Does that work?” Jungkook prompted gently. After a beat, blue suit nodded, looked back at the rest of Boardly’s men and nodded. Jungkook did the same and slowly, but surely the guns came down and were put away. 

Jungkook and his men watched as they dragged the body out of the restaurant and sped away from the large storefront windows. They’re finally able to breathe without stress. “What the fuck was that?” Namjoon blurted causing the rest of them to chuckle. 

“I don’t know, but I’m getting the fuck outta here before they come back. See you guys back at base.” They laughed and said their goodbyes. Jungkook walked in the light rain to the next block over and found his town car ready and waiting for him. 

He opened the passenger door, addressed his driver, then retrieved a large black duffle bag before opening the backdoor. There he found Deathstalker sitting cross legged in a black trench coat at the other window seat. He smiled fondly at her. She looked beautiful as always gazing out the window at the rain before she noticed him there. When she turned to face him he replaced the fond smile with a composed smirk. 

“Took you long enough.” She opined quietly once he sat down and closed the door. “We got held up, literally. I think this belongs to you.” He passed the duffle bag off to her. She received her present graciously, beaming down at the contents happily once she opened it. 

“Thank you Mr. Jeon.” Y/N crooned playfully, sporting that signature smirk that never failed to affect Jungkook. “No, thank you.” He responded after clearing his throat. “So you poisoned him?” 

She simply replied, “Yup.” while inspecting the cash that filled the duffle bag in her lap. 

“But he randomly started choking and shaking. And you say you controlled it with the push of a button?” He wondered with furrowed brows and pouted lips. 

“Well, poison, a small nanobot that I planted in his food to attack his lungs and cause internal bleeding, it’s all the same, you know.” She spoke aimlessly, moving on from the money to buff and inspect her manicure.  

“Wow.” Jungkook whispered, genuinely infatuated with the thought of that kind of technology and how he could get his hands on it. While he was lost in thought he didn’t notice Y/N scooching closer to him until they were side by side. He turned to find their noses were nearly touching and his heart rate sped up rapidly.  

“Now that, that’s over…” she drawled, grasping Jungkook’s hand. He watched unquestionably as she brought his hand to her mouth and inserted his middle and ring fingers all while looking into his eyes alluringly. At the same time, she easily brought her leg up to drape over both of Jungkook’s. He still sat frozen in place by her gaze while she lifted the bottom of her coat and placed his hand against her bare heat.

They both shuddered slightly when Jungkook instinctively began to rub circles into her already wet core, never taking their eyes off each other. 

“You wanna go somewhere?” She coaxed breathily. It almost infuriated Jungkook how she didn’t even have to try to get him to agree to anything. He was indeed trapped. 

“James,” He called up to the driver. “The Plaza Hotel please.” 

Currently, Jungkook was going through paperwork in his office, taking advantage of the slow week he’s had to take care of some business for his company. It’s been a while since he’s gotten to do this so he was pretty backed up and seemingly had a whole afternoon of this to look forward to. He sighed at the thought, but continued to read through the documents and sign them here and there when suddenly he felt something was...off. He put his pen down and looked around the room.

The room was silent as usual, but all of a sudden it was too silent? Jungkook didn’t know how and he couldn’t really make sense of it until he looked up at the ceiling vent. It was no longer producing the usual soft hum. There was nothing. He silently walked under the vent to inspect it when he saw a glint in between the slats. Immediately, he moved from under it and drew his gun, aiming it at the vent. 

“I see you motherfucker! Come out right now or I’ll put ten holes in you!” He shouted. The intruder heeded the warning and right away the vent was forced to the floor. Jungkook watched intently as two feminine hands holding a gun slowly dropped down and though it was upside down, it was perfectly aimed at him. 

He still had his gun trained on the vent as the trespasser entered through the hole in the ceiling to reveal the familiar face of Deathstalker herself. Only her upper body could be seen as her strong legs held her in place from inside the vent.

She smiled easily at Jungkook as if they weren’t in a stand-off right now. “Hello, Mr. Jeon.” Her tone was calm, but somewhat guarded, telling him what her face never would. Jungkook was stuck between being relieved to see that it was only Deathstalker and being concerned that she was pointing a gun at him. 

“Hello, Deathstalker. You wanna tell me why you broke into my office and have a gun in my face?” He queried with a tilt of his head. Y/N only reached up to grip the hole in the ceiling, somehow removing herself from the vent with one hand, her gun and her gaze still trained on Jungkook as she landed on her feet in front of him. More contradicting thoughts swirled in his mind at the sight.  

“You finally caught me. I’m proud.” She smirked, removing the hood of her catsuit from her head.

He fights the urge to roll his eyes. “Yeah, maybe you can congratulate me later. Why are you here? You finally turn on me? Did someone send you, huh?” 

“Don’t be so dramatic. You have something I need.” She explained with a determined look. Jungkook’s brows furrowed. “Is that so? And what might that be?” 

“You know what it is.” Y/N quipped, tilting her gun along with the inflection in her voice. He shakes his head assuredly. “No, No, I have no idea what you’re talking about, but if you wanna put the gun down I’d love to discuss it.” He entreated informally. 

“No.” She spoke firmly. A beat of silence passes before Jungkook has had enough. “Put the fucking gun down, Y/L/N.” He demanded gruffly. 

“You put the fucking gun down.” She spat right back at him. 

“I’m not doing this, just tell me what it is—” He reasoned.

“You know what it is—” Before she can fully respond, Jungkook rushed her, forcing her gun away from him and ripping it out of her hand. He quickly backed up and flung the gun across the room before pointing his back at her. They each caught their breath and Y/N bit her lip frustratedly. 

Jungkook gave a triumphant smile. “There, that’s better. You ready to talk now—”

Y/N’s leg swiftly came up to kick the gun right out of Jungkook's hand before he even realized what happened. He looked at the gun sliding away from them on the floor, then back at Deathstalker, who smirked and raised an arrogant brow.

“Okay.” Jungkook uttered right as Y/N charged at him. He panicked slightly at the thought of fighting her, but the instinct to fight back kicked in when she launched herself and wrapped her body around him like an anaconda. 

They struggled while Deathstalker tried to take Jungkook to the floor. Luckily for him, he wasn’t only a skilled shooter, but a trained and very skilled fighter as well. It wasn’t long before he freed himself from her vice grip and they were in a standoff once again, this time with their fist raised and ready to defend. 

“What the hell has gotten into you Y/L/N? I wish you would tell me what this is about.” Jungkook grumbled as they circled each other, waiting for the other to make a move.

Y/N chuckled mischievously. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” 

“Yes, actually!” He exploded. She took his emotional outburst as an opportunity and pounced once again. Jungkook was quicker to react this time and they were practically sparring in the middle of his office and only lord knows why. Jungkook found himself getting irritated because he was barely one step behind Deathstalker in her strikes and attacks. 

As they got more invested, Jungkook noticed that she didn’t intend on hurting him, but she did intend to win. Somewhere in the scuffle, he fell behind and let her right hook distract him from the leg that swept his feet from under him. She was on top of him in an instant, with a habitual flat hand at his jugular ready to stop him from breathing. They stare at each other, both of them breathing heavily. 

“Got you.” Y/N suddenly whispered smugly. “Now, are you gonna give me what I want?” She prompted provocatively, sliding her hand into the collar of his shirt slowly. The feel of her hot skin on his almost burned with their charged up bodies and wild emotions. He blinked in realization at her increasingly turned on form above him. 

“You. Crazy. Fucking. Bitch.” Jungkook fumed quietly, looking up at her in disapproval. She just giggled freely and though usually the sound would bring a smile to Jungkook’s face, it only pissed him off. 

He pushed her off of him and shoved her against the wall roughly, holding her there by the neck. “You’ve got some fucking nerve, breaking in here and waving a gun in my face.” He hissed in anger, their noses touching. “You know, if you wanted dick you could have just said so.” 

“Where’s the fun in that Mr. Jeon?” She crooned, leaning forward to kiss him and he denied her, coolly tilting his head back. He continued to hold her by the throat to the wall firmly, causing her to choke briefly, but if she was uncomfortable she didn’t let it show.

“No.” He shook his head, Y/N could see his gears turning as he did so. “No?” She echoed, curiously. 

“To answer your question. I’m not giving you what you want.” A devious smirk slowly appeared on his face that made Y/N’s body temperature rise. “No, you’re gonna do what I want now and you’re gonna like it.” He breathed, pressing himself against her and brushing her lips with his teasingly. She inhales audibly, trying not to look affected by his sudden behavior. 

“But, Mr. Jeon, I want what you want.” She encouraged him sweetly, reaching for him. He put a stop to that quickly by pinning her wrists above her with one hand and resuming his hold on her neck with the other. She grunted and squirmed before giving up, looking up a childish defeated expression, but Jungkook knew she loved it. 

He looked into her eyes with a strong dominance that had Y’N swallowing thickly in anticipation. “Are you talking back to me, Y/L/N?” His eyebrows furrowed intimidatingly. 

She bit her lip to suppress her giddy smile. She needed to play along and not mock Jungkook’s very real emotions. The dynamic has officially shifted and now Y/N’s main objective was to please him. “No, Mr. Jeon.” She assured in a register slightly higher than her natural voice. 

“Really, because you seem to have a lot to say for someone who’s at my mercy. I wonder if you’d still be as talkative with my dick in your mouth.” He growled hotly in her ear sending shivers down her spine.

She shuddered a hopeful response. “Can we find out, Mr. Jeon...please?” She implored when she felt him pull away. 

He looked her over, taking in her needy form. “Look at you, already begging for it.” He shook his head in amazement. “I should keep you here and see how long you can hold your breath for me before your face starts to change color.” He whispered while closing his hand tighter around her neck. Y/N hummed delightfully at the feeling, her eyes fluttering shut. 

“But you’d probably like that wouldn’t you?” He leaned back in, getting her attention. She opened her eyes and gave a pleasant smile. “You know that I do.” She choked out. He smiled back at her admirably before releasing most of the pressure on her throat. 

“No, I got something else planned for y—” He stopped abruptly, looking towards the door because he thought he heard the click of familiar shoes in the hall. His theory was proven correct when he heard them getting closer. He quickly looked to Y/N with wide eyes. 

“Get under the desk.” He ordered softly before they both scurry to the huge desk near the window. She easily fit herself under it on her knees facing out and Jungkook took the seat right in front of her. As soon as they were situated, there was a knock on his office door.

“Come in.” He called pretending to look over his files. Taehyung poked his head in with a concerned expression before he fully entered the room. “Hey boss. Everything okay here?” He questioned.

“Yes, fine. Why?”

“Nothing, we just thought we heard some...I don’t know, movement?” As Taehyung spoke, Jungkook could feel hands raking up his thighs and his eyes widened quickly. He tried to compose his expression, but he then felt the unbuttoning of his pants. 

No, no, no, no, he thought in a panic. He tries not to focus on just how Y/N got his zipper down as silently as she did and focuses on Taehyung’s lips as he talked. 

“Oh, no, yeah. That was just me. I was practicing...sh-shadow boxing.” He lied choppily as Y/N released his already hard dick from his pants. 

“In a suit?” Taehyung replied, confusedly. 

Jungkook jolted slightly and fought back a moan when the assassin took him in her warm, wet mouth. “Waauuuhh, yes. Yes, I was.” He cleared his throat to cover up more moans when she began to skillfully bob her head up and down on his length. 

“Oh, well okay.” Taehyung settled. “So if that’s all—” Jungkook attempted to see him off with no success. 

“Anyway, we got a lead on that Deathwalker chick.” He offered in a more chipper tone. Y/N paused her movements, intrigued by the information. What had they found out? Jungkook shamelessly rested his hand on the back of her head and pulled, encouraging her to keep going much to both of their disbelief. She obeys and continues the task eagerly, but careful not to have too much fun or she’ll risk getting caught. “Is that so?” the mob boss replied. 

“Yeah, it’s not much, but we assumed you wanted us to brief you on it as soon as possible.” His soldier nodded respectfully. 

“Ugh,” Jungkook moaned, half-way masking it as a noise of gratitude. “Thank you, Tae. I appreciate it. We’ll be sure to discuss thisssssss later.” He faltered. “Yes, sir.” Taehyung nodded again, making a face at Jungkook. 

“Hey, you okay boss?” He looked closer at his superior with genuine concern. “Never better Tae.” Jungkook forced out quickly. “Are you sure? Y—”

“Taehyung?” The gang leader addressed him firmly. “Yes?” 

“Get the fuck out of my office.” 

“Yes, sir.” Taehyung nodded, knowing when he was unwanted and without another word he was exiting the office. 

Jungkook pushed away from the desk immediately and grabbed a handful of Y/N’s hair as he stood both of them up. She only smiled at the manhandling and wiped the excess spit from her mouth. 

“You really want me to hurt you, don’t you?” He snarled at her. She fought back the strong urge to moan a yes and instead just stayed silent with a feigned guilty look on her face. “Take that off. Now. ” He commanded, gesturing to her catsuit. She shimmied it off of her arms and down her legs to reveal her naked body, leaving her heels on, all while Jungkook kept a tight grip on her hair. 

“How many do you think I should give you?” He asked, suddenly calmer than before. “How ever many you think is right sir.” She spoke in a small voice, but her innocent act didn’t fool him. He stared at her bare, unapologetically, beautiful body in wonderment before forcing her body to bend over his desk. 

He caressed her thighs and backside tenderly and then when she least expected it he delivered a delicious slap to it. Y/N yelped and then sighed with contentment. The wait was over, now the real fun could begin. 

“I told you.” Slap. “We weren't.” Slap. “Gonna do.” Slap. “What you wanted.” Slap. “To do.” Slap. “But you just don’t listen.” He accentuated his words with powerful smacks delivered to both of her cheeks and then rubbed at the tender flesh to soothe the sting. 

He ran his finger up her spine gently, making her shiver visibly. He smirked at his effect on her, bending his body over hers to whisper in her ear. “Tell me. Are you sorry?” He breathed heavily. 

“No, sir.” Y/N panted after a few moments. “I knew it…” He stands up straight, regarding her vulnerable yet durable body. 

“You disappoint me, Y/L/N.” He slaps her ass and massages again. Y/N hissed before replying. “I’ll do better sir.” she declared sincerely.

“You promise?” Jungkook lifts his hand and watches as Y/N braces for the impact, watched as her body tensed and her pussy clenched greedily around nothing in awe. He savored the moment, spanking her again.

She hummed graciously at the delicious pain she was receiving from him. “Yes, sir. I promise.”  

“But you’re not sorry.” He clarified. “No sir.” 

“Why?” His brows furrowed in curiosity, gearing up to spank her again. “Because I love sucking your cock sir.” Y/N whined. He stopped his movements, taken aback and released a soft laugh. “Is that so?” 

“Yes sir.” Slap. “Tell me more Y/L/N.” he requested as he moved his left hand to her cunt and kept the right one on her ass. 

She closed her eyes and smiled, envisioning herself doing the activity, even licking her lips at the luscious memory of it. “I love how heavy it feels on my tongue. How you force me down on it and it hits the back of my throat.” She mused longingly. Y/N stops speaking and her body tenses as he inserts his thumb into her. 

“Keep going Y/L/N.” Jungkook’s tone made it clear that he would stop if she didn’t keep talking so she continued. 

“I love how thick it is, oh fuck.” She moans, digging her nails into the wood of the desk as he rubs two fingers against her clit and picks up the pace. “What else Y/L/N?” He breathed.  

She gulped in a breath, the sudden pressure taking her breath away. “How you make me gag on it when I’ve been bad and— mmmm, how you coat the inside of my mouth with all your cum when you’re done with me...How you check to make sure I swallowed all of it.” She giggled that last bit breathlessly, grinding back on his hand. 

“You’re such a dirty girl Y/L/N.” He moves in and out of her quickly while rubbing her clit perfectly in sync, pulling lewd moans from her until he suddenly removes them, delivering another hard smack to her backside. “Ah, fuck.” She squealed.

“But you’re right, you need to do better. Now count with me.” He ordered sternly. 

To which she immediately responded, “Yes sir.” 

Y/N counts every hit Jungkook delivers to her extremely tender ass dutifully with her fingernails creating crescents in the mahogany wood below her. By the time they reach twenty, his hand is as red as a tomato and Y/N is quite literally dripping onto the floor in front of him. He watched as her slick dripped out of her cunt from in between her spread legs and onto the floor, creating a tiny puddle of her pleasure. 

Jungkook is incredibly turned on by the sight and doesn’t think twice before taking his hard cock and shoving right into the assassin without warning. He didn’t wait for her to adjust, not that she needed to as you could literally mop the floor with her arousal. He just continued to hammer into her with complete abandon. 

It felt as if Y/N had forgotten how to breathe and her head shot up from the desk at the abrupt intrusion. “Ohhhhh shhhhhhit.” She cursed choppily with Jungkook’s hips slapping against her, making her ass sting more, but she loved it. 

He reached up to push her head down against the desk forcefully and held it there as he fucked into her. “You love the pain don’t you my little cock slut?” He growled out.

“Yes, sir. I love it. Thank you, Mr. Jeon.” She babbled dazedly into the desk. 

He pulls out of her then, leaving her moving back in search of him and clenching around nothing. “Please put it back in, Mr. Jeon.” She whimpered, reaching back for him, but she didn’t dare sit up for fear that he might think she was disobeying him.

He smiles and sits down in his chair, grabbing the hands that searched for him and guiding them to it’s arm rests. “Why don’t you come sit down and do it yourself?” 

She moves right away and backs up onto him. Bracing herself on the armrests, she hovers above him still facing the desk, grabs his cock and engulfs it in her wetness. They both groan wildly when he is fully seated inside of her and she begins to move up and down.

“Just like that baby, keep bouncing on my cock.” He muttered huskily, placing his hands on her hips. Looking down, he finally noticed the mess Y/N’s juices made on his suit pants. He should have pulled them all the way down, but damn if that wasn’t one of the hottest things he’s ever seen. “Goddamn. Who made you this fucking wet baby?” He grunted, pulling her down on him with fervid force. 

“You did, Mr. Jeon.” Y/N breathed heavily with her eyes closed in ecstasy. She could feel her orgasm finally approaching and she was chasing it with every move she made.

“You gonna cum baby?” Jungkook’s voice rasped in her ear. Y/N mentally cursed, already knowing what was coming to her. “Yes, I’m so close, Mr. Jeon.” She whined, trying to plead her case. 

It was no use. He swiftly pushed her off of him roughly and forced her down against the table once more. “No, no, no, please, please.” She begged and squirmed.

He only bent down to her level, gripping her chin in his hand. “You should know by now not to fuck with me Y/L/N. Now you need to be punished.” He says whispering sadistically in her ear. “Come on now.”

Jungkook gripped her by her forearms, dragging her up from the table and keeping them in place behind her back like a criminal. He guided her to the expansive wall length bookshelf on the far left of his office. Y/N knew just where they were going and somehow it prompted more wetness to come cascading down her already damp and sticky legs. 

He finds the handle on the inside of one of the shelves and pulls on the hidden door to reveal his playroom. The ceiling was a deep red while the walls were painted black with several tools for causing pain hanging on them all around the room. Several large contraptions used for pleasure and pain were scattered along the sides. But Jungkook’s favorite part of the room was the alaska king size mattress against the back wall which had a mirror of the same size attached to the ceiling above it. He loved that he could see every facet of Y/N’s squirming body just by looking up. 

“Stand here.” He directs her after stopping under the pair of leather handcuffs that dangled from the ceiling. He lifted and secured both her arms before focusing on her wanton eyes. “You comfortable, sweetheart?” He asked, grasping her chin firmly in his hands. 

“Yes, sir.” She replied truthfully. “Good.” He pecked her lips and began removing her boot heels. This created more distance between her and the floor. She was now truly dangling from the ceiling, the balls of her feet barely touching the floor.

Jungkook marvelled at his work and how after a while Y/N struggled to hold her weight against the cuffs. He then undressed quickly and made his way back to her, placing his lips on hers in a rough and passionate kiss that left Y/N breathless and moaning. 

She feels a hand thread it’s fingers through her hair and massage her scalp before it’s yanking her back and gripping tightly. She opened her eyes to see Jungkook, lustful and giddy smiling back at her. His hand slipped out of her hair, down her neck, chest and around her torso as he slowly circled her body. 

“I wish I could touch every piece of you at once.” He expressed sofly once he was behind her. Y/N breathed heavily with anticipation as his large hands gluided up her raised arms, down her waist, over her hips and ghosted over her plump, raw ass making her hiss. He chuckled at the sound letting his hands wander to her front and administering feather light circles to her swollen clit. Y/N twitched causing her body to sway uncontrollably. Jungkook stilled her, but continued his teasing much to Y/N’s dismay. But she didn’t dare say anything about it, she knew better and she wanted to cum so she stayed silent. 

He comes back around to face her and really takes his time appreciating her body. He kisses her lips, along her neck and sucks on her nipples just enough to have her squirming with more want for him. Suddenly he presses down on each of her sensitive nipples with two fingers and she squeaks, painful electricity shooting through her. 

He looked her over keenly. “God you’re so fucking beautiful...and you’re all mine to play with.” He kisses her biting her lip. “Who do you belong to?” His fierce tone demanded an answer.

“You, Mr. Jeon.” Y/N avowed, increasingly turned on and desperate to cum. 

“Who else?” His hands moved haltingly towards her core, never breaking eye contact. Her eyes flashed knowingly at him. “No one. Only you, Mr. Jeon.” 

Jungkook smiled contentedly before it disappeared little by little. He knew the words weren’t true and that she only said them to please him, only said them when they were intimate. But he couldn’t help how much he yearned to hear it, how much he wanted her to truly be his. This room is where they both get what they want no matter what. 

Y/N gets someone to dominate her and take care of her needs and Jungkook gets to live out his fantasies of her truly belonging solely to him. But he knew she would never go for that and that he would continue to toture himself this way. 

He tucks the thought away as he suddenly plunges two fingers inside of her. “And who does this pussy belong to?” He growled.

Y/N immediately clenches around them and lets out a cracked moan. “You, sir! This pussy is all yours. Oh fuck, ugh!” She cried out. At least Jungkook can be sure of that, he thought as he began curling his fingers into her at lightning speed. He holds her hips in place as he goes to work and Y/N can’t even think about the pain in her arms anymore once she feels her orgasm approaching. 

She grunts fervently as the pressure in her core builds and builds until she can’t stand it. She gives no warning, just allowing the glorious, all-consuming feeling to ignite her insides without a single sound. The only noise to be heard in the room was the sloshing of Jungkook’s fingers moving rapidly inside of her and the slap of his palm against her wet mound. 

Jungkook was so enraptured by her eyes rolling back into her head that he didn’t notice the clear liquid escaping from her cunt, getting all over his hand and dripping onto the floor. He brought her drooping head up so he could kiss her eagerly as he removed his fingers and stroked her clit like a wild man, getting more of her juices all over him. 

She never told him to stop as she was struck silent by the amount of pleasure she just experienced, but he removed his hand and continued kissing her writhing body hungrily. She was out of breath as she twitched and mewled against him, audibly shuddering from time to time. 

“Holy fucking shit. You’re just full of surprises huh?” He praised her with her face in his hands. Her only reaction was to smile tiredly. Her body was absolutely spent and still experiencing aftershocks. 

“Now let’s see if we can make you do that again.” he says, lifting her legs to wrap around his waist, thankfully taking the weight off of her arms. 

She finally speaks in a disoriented voice with her eyes half closed. “Yes, please sir.” 

Jungkook pushes inside of her, her cunt was now extremely wet and extremely tight due to that first squirting orgasm and he could tell he wouldn’t last long. He began speedily fucking into her, his hips slapping against her bruised and aching ass over and over again. 

Y/N was in another realm of euphoria, this one being better than the last. She didn’t even know that was possible. Her head was tilted all the way back and her eyes were closed, but they were focused. She was too far gone to even remember her own name at this point. 

“Please…” She mumbled. “Please what?” Jungkook grunted, his vigorous hips never changing pace. 

“Please, please make me cum, Mr. Jeon.” She begged through gritted teeth. “I want it so bad. Please give me your cum.” 

“Oh fuck, baby.” He moaned, thrusting impossibly faster, both of them close to the edge. 

She felt herself growing slightly over stimulated, but she was so close, chasing that high that made her see stars. She was concentrated on the feeling of Jungkook’s dick pumping in and out of her and hitting just the right spot against her walls. Jungkook felt a force resisting him from inside of Y/N and before he could grasp it he was being pushed out along with Y/N’s cum. 

A full fledged scream escaped from her throat that was elongated by Jungkook who swiped at her clit wildly to prolong her orgasm. He watches her twitch and moan helplessly before sliding back in and picking up where he left off.

“No, p-please sir, I can’t.” She choked out, her chest heaving with exhaustion. 

He gripped her face roughly in his hand and brought it close to his. “No, you wanted this dick so you gonna take this dick.” He seethed. “That’s what you came here for right?” 

“Yes sir.” She cried. Jungkook thrusted up into her half a dozen more times before he came inside of her, ripping yet another orgasm from Y/N. She felt tears slide down her face at the sheer force of energy in her veins. She saw white behind her eyes and her body burned all over in the best of ways. 

“Argh!” Jungkook growled boisterously as he came, holding her hips rigidly against his as he came down. When he looked up he could see Y/N practically falling asleep against him, yet her body was shaking slightly. He pulled out of her and released her from her restraints.

“Let’s get you to bed, huh?” He grinned, holding her tight as he let her down because he didn’t expect her to be able to hold herself up. He was proven right as she immediately slumped over his shoulder once her arms were free. The mafia leader carried her to the bed and gently laid her on her back, taking a moment to clean both of them off before he laid down too. 

“Y/N? Are you okay?” He whispered sweetly. Initially, the assassin didn’t realize he was speaking to her as she was quickly drifting off to sleep, but after a moment she assured him, “I’m fine Jungkook.”

#bts smut #jungkook smut #mafia!bts #mafia jungkook #mafia!jungkook #jungkook au #hoseokmylovesworld

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Can you make one where Todd is in love with x reader?❤️

Headcanons of Todd A. being in love with (gn!) reader

<Attention: Modern AU where Neil lives, and Welton’s a boys & girls school.

Warnings: Fluff; >

Note: Y/n - your name/ Y/Ln - your last name/ Y/fn - your friend’s;

Also, here’s my Todd playlist, hope you enjoy it!

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He would probably notice you the first time when Mr. Keating made him improvise the poem;

After he was finished you were the only one clapping and, oh well, his anxious ass couldn't tell if you were doing it out of heart or just mocking him up;

He was almost sure it was the latter;

So in the next few days he started to notice you noticing him, and everytime he would stare at you and you were staring he would just blush hard and look way;

If you're shy as well, you would do the same, if not you would just probably smile at his sweetness and going back at the talk you were having with you're friend;

In a week or two of this scenario going on and on again, Neil noticed how frustrated Todd was in general and what was actually going on, but he would just probably watch it in silence... waiting for Todd to notice himself he was developing a crush for you;

But oh well, Charlie is perceptive as fuck as well, but instead of keeping to himself like Neil, he would just tease Todd A LOT, like really, A LOT;

"wOULD YOU PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE" "PEACE IS NEVER AN OPTION IN THE MATTERS OF LOVE, TODD" -Todd and Charlie, at some point and you could hear Neil gigle in the background;

That same day, they came back to the dorm and Todd was just.... absolutely angry/annoyed at Charlie, he starts to vent with Neil about how this was all absurd and how he hadn't even talked to you yet;

Until he notices Neil smiling mischievously at him, "wHAT?" "Well, if it bothers you so much, you're at least interested... if you wasn't, the tease wouldn't make any difference." and then Todd's eyes go wide and he shuts down for the rest of the night in his little head;

As he didn't was sure about your intentions yet, act on the situation was complicated. He decided (probably by a light pressure of the other poets) to take the risk nonetheless;

He needed a prompt to start the conversation though, and he goes by "What's your favorite poet?";

He was sweaty and couldn't look you straight in the eyes at first, but then you answered "The sweaty-toothed madman, what's yours?", and now he knows you wasn't mocking him when you clapped;

He smiles shyly and let the conversation flows, of course he would choke on words now and then but, oh well, this was much better than the public humiliation scenario he imagined in his head;

As soon as you guys gain some intimacy, he shows his defensive/sassy side more often, not because he considers it a flirting thing (aHEM Charlie) but because he feels comfortable enough to draw his lines without fear of being judged;

He starts to wonder if it is really love what he feels, since is ever described it as a thing that makes your heart beat faster and, when he's with you, he feels a huge comfort and tranquility;

That's until he stumbles on this: "And when I thought how my dear friend my lover was on his way coming O then I was happy O then each breath tasted sweeter, and all that day my food nourish'd me more, and the beautiful day pass'd well And the next came with equal joy, and with the next at evening came my friend And that night while all was still I heard the waters roll slowly continually up the shores I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands as directed to me whispering to congratulate me For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the same cover in the cool nightIn the stillness in the autumn moonbeams his face was inclined toward me And his arm lay lightly around my breast - and that night I was happy" - W. Whitman;

He realises it that love has various forms and decides to finally ask you out in the next day;

He handles you the poem written in a notebook ripped page and the "Would you go out with me tonight?";

You would say yes, of course! The date would be lovely and you both would hold hands during all of it;

Hope you like it! I take requests by ask! (info on requests);

Also, you'll find more of my writing here.

#duxpuella headcanons #dead poets society #dps fandom #dps fic #dps hc #todd anderson #toddandersonxreader

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Jersey Love (Part 2) : Coffee Date

Hi everyone, here’s part 2 of Jersey Love, I really hope you all love it as much as I do. I am having a lot of fun writing this series... I love you all for all of the amazing support you have offered. Warning: 4.5k words haha - L

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Part 1

Coffee Date

The next day you and Henry had agreed to go out for some coffee. You agreed to meet at 10am but you arrived a little early to ensure you weren't late, you hated being tardy so often arrived way in advance. You went to this coffee shop a lot so the staff knew you and knew your order. A teenage girl called Jess had greeted you on your way in. She was your neighbour and she kind of became attached to you when you moved in next door, she referred to you as her cool older friend and you became her role model as she wanted to work with animals too. She led you to a table near the back of the shop. The shop was quite a new place and had a hipster looking decor, instead of the usual café chairs and tables, the shop had booths like a diner and Jess led you to one which seated 4.

"Would you like your usual Yn?" she said making you smile, she was such a sweet girl and was always so kind to you.

"I'm actually waiting for someone but thank you Jess" you said, making her smile and nod, she tucked her pad into her apron before beginning to speak again.

"Molly told me you have a date with Henry Cavill, is that true?" she whispered, making you laugh, Molly was the same age as you and owned the shop (she was the main reason you came to the shop), you told her that you had a date and she had asked who the lucky guy was. 

"It is. You're going to have to promise me not to freak out when he's here though" you said, making her nod, you knew she was a fan of Henry’s work, she had told you the first time you had met her. You remember asking her what it was like living in Jersey and she said “I like it here for now, but I want to leave when I grow up… grandma says nobody makes it out of Jersey...expect Henry Cavill”. She then went on to tell you how she had seen all his movies (her favourite was man of steel) and she couldn’t believe he grew up in Jersey, she has also told you that she had never met him before but wanted to.

A couple of minutes later, Henry had arrived, greeting the staff as he came in, you texted him before telling him where you were sitting so he came over to your straight away. You checked him out as he came in, your eyes scanning him up and down. His hair was styled perfectly, a few curls loose in front of his face which made him look even hotter, you swore he had gotten bigger and he was dressed very stylishly again, wearing jeans and a turtle neck and he had a pair of glasses adorning his face.

"Hello" he said, coming to stand next to where you were sitting, you placed your palms on the leather of the booth's seat, pushing yourself up so you were close to Henry as he placed a kiss on your cheek before sitting down opposite you.

"Hi." you said, leaning forward on your hands, admiring him just a bit longer.

"You look lovely as always" he said, making you blush again. You were dressed very casually in a cozy white cropped jumper, black skinny jeans and a pair of vans. Your hair was styled in loose curls, drooping behind your shoulders, two pieces at the front which always strayed from the rest framing your face.

"As do you. Very dashing" you said, making him giggle. Jess came back over saying hello to Henry who smiled and said hello back.

"Hi, welcome to Molly’s, my name is Jess and I will be taking your order, if you need anything, just call me over. What can I get for the both of you?" she said, pulling out her notepad, you always found the little introduction they had to say very cute, especially when she did it. You had insisted that she didn’t have to do it with you but you guess she did it because you weren’t alone.

"Hi Jess. Could I have a plain black coffee please?" Henry said, offering Jess a smile as he spoke, which made her blush, before he looked back at you.

"The usual please Jess, thank you" you said, still resting your head in your palms. Just when he thought you couldn't get any cuter. Jess walked away and you saw her wink at you and mouth "he's so hot" which made you giggle behind your hand.

"You have a usual" he said, sounding impressed.

"Yeah. It's shameful really" you said, pushing your hair behind your ear.

"Why's that?" he said, finding himself leaning forward too.

"I come in here way too much. It's on the way to work so I pop in to say hello and get my morning coffee. Molly, the owner is my friend… I think I pay their rent with how much I send here" you said, making Henry laugh, Henry loved how you had your own little routine.

"That's great. Bet they love you here" he said making you giggle.

"Hmm. Not sure about that… It is nice to know Molly though, she lets me try out new cakes she’s made… for free" you said making Henry chuckle.Jess then bought both your drinks over on a tray, placing the black coffee in front of Henry with a biscuit and some sugar and placing the other drink in front of you with a your favourite biscuit.

"Thank you, that was very quick." Henry said with an impressed tone. Jess blushed deeply making you smile widely.

"Jess here is the star worker of this establishment" you said, making her roll her eyes at you and chuckle.

"Thanks Yn, you only think that because I make sure they have your favourite biscuits everytime you come here" she said, smiling at you and making Henry chuckle at her which made her eyes sparkle.

“And I love you for it” you said, making Jess laugh before she walked off.

"She's my neighbour. And a huge fan of yours, I might add, don’t let her know I told you." you said, making Henry laugh before saying "It will be our little secret, she’s really sweet" which made you want to hug him because he was just so kind.

"What's that then?" he said pointing at your drink.

"It's my own little secret." you said, taking a sip, Henry raised his eyebrows at you, to which you copied making you laugh.

"Try some." you said, offering him the cup.

"Hmm I don't know Yn, you could be trying to poison me" he said, but then took a sip. You saw the look of pure satisfaction cross his face before he closed his eyes, humming deeply, his tongue flicked out along his bottom lip to get another taste. You clenched your thighs together at the sight.

"Oh that's good. What is it?" he said, making you shake your head and take another sip.

"You're really not going to tell me?" he said, chuckling, pulling your cup towards him and taking another sip.

"Hey, you’ve got your own!" you giggled, making him laugh and to which he said “But yours is better” before he pushed it back towards you.

"So what have you been up to besides work?" he said, drinking his drink and looking into your eyes. His concentration never on anything other than you.

"Nothing much really. Work has been super busy recently, I've only really had time to work out, eat and sleep. I make sure Jess comes over as much as she can." you said, making him smile, he was so interested in what you do.

"What have you been up to at work then?" he asked again, his hand resting against the table making you want to reach out and hold it.

"We've mainly been trying to enrich our current conservation projects and assessing if they're working and trying to figure out how we can improve them. I've also taken up some more keeper duties because one of the keepers is on maternity leave, it's fun but can be quite tiring, especially when I have a full day of meetings after" you said smiling, your job made you happy so you couldn't help but smile.

"That sounds amazing Yn." he said.

"What about you Hen? How was filming?" you said, you knew you asked this question last night but you didn't really get to hear a genuine answer.

"It was amazing. I'm so excited for everyone to see this. I've been a huge fan of the Witcher games for years and now the books too and playing Geralt was an honor. I chased down this opportunity and was over the moon when Lauren cast me" he said, making you smile at how passionate he was about it.

"Couldn't imagine you with white hair, yellow eyes and scars everywhere" you said, leaning forward and tracing where Geralts scars are in the games. You quickly pulled back when you realised how weird that must have been.

"Sorry. Just trying to picture it. I'm a big fan of the games too. And the books" you said quickly trying to recover from how embarrassing that was, seriously Yn, who the heck just touches someone’s face you thought, blushing a deep shade of red.

"I don't mind at all love. And really? That's cool, more stuff we have in common" he said, finding more things out about you that he liked.

"The trailer comes out soon so you'll see what I look like then, not trying to give too much away because I could get in trouble but I don’t have scars across my face like Geralt in the games does" he said, winking at you.

"Bet you still look hot though" you said, a smirk on your lips, you said it to see what reaction you got back.

"Obviously" he replied, you were glad he didn't tease you, but instead made light of it. Deep down he had butterflies at the fact you called him hot.

"How long are you here for?" you said, you had finished your drink but had your hands wrapped around it to keep them warm.

"Until the new year" he said positively, happy he was here for a couple of months.

"Wow that long huh? No filming to be done?" you said, you pushed your cup to the other side of the table, placing your hand against the table, the other rested in between your legs.

"Trying to get rid of me already?" he said, jesting with you. You shook your head and pushed your hand forward a bit more, wanting him to hold it.

"We've finished all the filming and press tours so I'm free as a bird for now" he said, grasping your hand in his, finally you thought, glad that he had the courage to do it because you sure didn’t.

"I'm glad. Many plans?" you said, glancing down at your cup before flashing your eyes back up into his, before he got the chance to answer your phone started ringing.

"Shit I'm so sorry, I'll turn it off" you said, making him shake his head.

"It's okay, answer it" he said, you pulled your hand from his, it instantly felt cold as you took your phone out from your pocket, Henry saw a picture of you and the guy from yesterday and saw the name "Lewis"

"Hey Lew. Can I call you back? I'm on a date with Henry" you said, looking at Henry and seeing him smile. He thought it must have been going well for you to tell someone about it so openly.

"I know. I hate to interrupt but Josie needed me to tell you that you don’t need to work tomorrow, she’s got someone to fill your shift on keeper duties, she said you’ve been working too hard." he said.

"That's great news Lewis, thanks for letting me know, tell Josie I said thanks too. I'm with Henry, can I call you back later?" you said making him laugh over the phone.

"How's it going? Fuck yet?" he said, laughing loudly making you pull the phone away from your ear and rolling your eyes at Henry making him laugh.

"Goodbye Lewis." you said hanging up and placing your phone back in your pocket.

"Sorry about that, my friend and colleague Lewis called" you said, tucking the same bit of hair that always falls in front of your eyes, behind your ear.

"Everything okay?" he said, his hand reaching out to hold yours again making your stomach flutter.

"Yeah, the keeper manager just wanted to let me know I don't have to work my keeper duties tomorrow" you said, squeezing his hand.

”So no plans tomorrow then?” he said, he raised his eyebrows suggestively making you smirk.

“That is correct yes, what’s going on in that head of yours Hen?” you said, giggling to yourself making his face light up. He loved how you already called him Hen.

“Would you want to go on a walk with me tomorrow? You can meet my dog and we could have a picnic” he said, you could see the excitement on his face and it made your heart flutter.

“That sounds perfect.” you said, squeezing his hand.

“I’m curious, what was your favourite character to play?” you asked making him smile, he loved that you were interested in him and he appreciated the fact you didn’t ask the same questions that interviewers asked.

“Ooh that’s a hard one. I’ve honestly loved them all for different reasons. Superman will always have a special place in my heart. I also loved playing August Walker, I had never really played a primary antagonist before so that was interesting” he said, the thought on his face was truly adorable and it made you smirk to yourself, a couple of lines appeared on his forehead when he thought and you wanted nothing more than to reach over and smooth them out but you decided against it.

“I loved Fall Out, Jess made me watch it and I have to say Henry.. The moustache works really well for you. Not many guys could pull that off” you said making him chuckle.

“Thanks, I grew to love it but was glad when it was gone” he said.

“Would you ever grow it back?”

“For the right role” he nodded.

“Shame” you said making him furrow his eyebrows again, the same creases appearing.

“Why’s that?” he said, leaning forward slightly, your faces close together.

“You looked really hot” you said, making him cough nervously which just made you smirk. He thought wow this girl really likes messing with me and leant back a little bit, not knowing what to say.

“Your fans sure think so.” you said, squeezing his hand.

“Haha, maybe I’ll grow it back” he said, making you giggle.

“Maybe not yet, Geralt with a moustache…I’m just not seeing it” you said, both of you laughing loudly.

“Do you want to stay here for a bit longer? Or we could go somewhere else?” he asked.

“We could go somewhere else?” you said making him nod.

“My car is just outside, I could show you my house, you can meet my cats” you said, making Henry smile.

“Yeah I’m up for that. Didn’t picture you as a cat person” he said making you chuckle.

“I’m both. I love dogs but I grew up with cats, when I moved here we agreed as a family that it's best if I am the one to look after our family cats” you said, making Henry nod along.

“Ready to leave then?” he said, making you nod, you called Jess over.

"Don't work too hard now okay? Still up for coming round on the weekend for a movie night?" you said, the both of you standing up. She nodded and hugged you tightly. 

“It was lovely to meet you Jess” Henry said, shaking her hand which made her blush again. The both of you then left, and you walked Henry to your car. It was a black audi and Henry imagined you driving something smaller but thought it was cool that you drove a car like this.

"This is me" you said, making him smile and walk to the other door, opening it and sliding in. You got in the driver's seat, turning on the engine, your music began to blast and you quickly turned it down, apologising for the noise.

"Nice car. Pictured you driving something smaller" he said, making you chuckle.

"What can I say? I'm full of surprises" you said, beginning to drive to your house. The journey was filled with the both of you walking about music, working out, filming, conservation, games, books... You arrived at your house, parking on your drive. You opened the door and Henry walked to you and smiled down at you.

"This is nice" he said as he looked up to your small house, you leant forward and placed your head on his chest, he leant down and kissed the top of it making you smile. His fingers grasped your chin and lifted your head so your eyes met. He slowly leant in a placed his lips against yours, you had missed this, missed the feeling of his soft lips against yours, missed how his tongue ran perfectly across your bottom lip, easing your mouth open slightly, you had thought about this a few times when he was away was and wondered when the next time you got to do this would be. You sighed happily against him now it was actually happening again. His hands grasped your waist tightly, lightly pushing you against the side of your car, you gasped as your back hit the car, his lips moving feverishly against yours, your hands were resting against his chest, running along it, down over his abs, resting on his hips. His tongue felt amazing against yours and you could feel him resting against your core. Kissing him was a surreal feeling, you had only kissed a few times but every time you felt the same way, it was new and exciting and you knew you would never get used to it. You pushed him away lightly, not wanting to get carried away, especially in front of your house where all your neighbours could see. His breathing matched you, deep and uneven.

"Sorry, just really wanted to do that. Have since I saw you yesterday" he said, his forehead resting against yours, his hand still on your waist.

"It's okay. We just shouldn't get too carried away" you said, placing a peck against his lips, he took a step back, creating some space between you to alleviate some of the tension.

You took his hand in yours, leading him up the small steps to your house, you took your key out of your bag, opening the door and stepping inside the threshold. One of your cats, Marley, instantly came running to the door, meowing up at you making you coo at him. You took a few more steps, turning round to see Henry closing your door, he leant down to stroke him.

“Hello, nice to meet you” he said, rubbing behind your cat's ears. You smiled down at him and his eyes met yours before he stood back up.

“That's Marley” you said, gesturing towards the cat.

“This is really nice.” he said, walking behind you into your living room.

“Thanks.” you said, moving your laptop off your sofa and gesturing for Henry to take a seat.

“Would you like anything? Some water? A coffee” you said making him shake his head, instead he grabbed your hip and pulled you towards him, making you squeal slightly in shock, he pulled you until you were sitting in his lap, your legs flicking to the side, his arms wrapped around your waist.

“There, that's all I want” he said, making you smile, your hand came up to his hair, fiddling with the bits that had fallen, the other grasping the back of his neck lightly..

“Think your hair is longer than before” you said, your voice coming out much quieter than you had intended it to.

“Hmm, maybe” he said, looking down at your lips again. You both gasped as your other cat jumped up behind the both of you, making Henry turn his head to see what it was.

“Jesus that scared the crap out of me” Henry said, making you both laugh.

“Meet Milly” you said, stroking her head gently.

“Hi.” Henry said, his own hand stroking her lightly. She jumped back down, strutting off into another room. Henry looked back towards you, his eyes instantly flicking down to your lips again making you blush.

“I can’t get enough of you” he whispered, his forehead resting against yours as his eyes closed. Your fingers were grasping the hairs at the back of his neck making him hum against you, he moved forward and inch, his lips barely touching yours. Everything felt so intense, every touch ignited sparks, every sweet word or compliment had you blushing, every kiss shook your core and you knew he felt it too.

“Henry” you uttered, making his eyes dart open, you looked into each other's eyes, his eyes flicked from yours to your lips before they crashed down against them. You gasped against him bruising your lips against his. It was messy and passionate, like nothing you had ever experienced before. His tongue became familiar with yours again, pushing against each other, he tilted his head, kissing you at a better angle, a more comfortable one, you felt him suck the tip of your tongue, the feeling was new but my oh my it felt good. You didn’t want to stop kissing him but you knew you would get carried away if you didn’t. You moved back slightly, placing sweet kisses against his lips trying to lighten everything. Henry’s head fell back against the sofa, he sighed deeply (clearly trying to calm himself down, you’ve only been on two dates Henry, calm down he thought to himself) before looking in your eyes again. His eyes were dark, the usual blue shade nearly taken up completely by darkness, he pulled you closer, his head resting against your neck and he placed soft and sweet kisses there.

"I liked seeing how you were with Jess earlier, it was really sweet, you can tell she looks up to you" Henry said, saying what was on his mind as he placed sweet kisses to your neck.

"She's amazing. Her parents aren’t around that much, they're both super busy and hard working because they both work in a hospital. So when I first moved here I went to introduce myself and she was on her own. I felt super bad so I invited her around here whenever I was free. It's nice, she's like the younger sister I always wanted but never had" you said, making you Henry look at you.

"I'm so impressed by you." he said, making you blush, not expecting that from him.

"Don't blush, it's true. I'm not easily impressed but I'm struggling to find a single flaw in you" he said. You were speechless not knowing what to say, his hands were cradling your face sweetly.

"I could say the same for you" you said, brushing your nose against his.

"I have many flaws, believe you me" he said chuckling to himself.

"I doubt that very much. I have some of my own too, but they make me who I am. I don't let them get me down but instead just try to be the best me I can be" you said, Henry had a dumbfounded look upon his face making you furrow your eyebrows at him.

"What?" you said, shrugging your shoulders at him and crossing your arms.

"You're just perfect. Even the fact you said that makes you perfect" he said making you laugh.

"You're in over your head Henry" you said, wrapping your arms back round his shoulders.

"Maybe, maybe not" he replied, kissing you sweetly.

"I had a really nice time today, it was good to catch up. Feels like we just picked up things from where we left off, it's nice, feels right" he said, you nodded letting him know you agreed.

"I had a really nice time too. And yeah I thought it might have been awkward or something but it wasn't. Feels right like you said"

"I should probably get back, Kal's probably driving my mum crazy" he said, you nodded and got up from his lap, he stood up shortly after you, placing his hands around your waist again to pull you in for a hug.

"Need me to drive you back?" you said, pulling back to look him in the eyes.

"That'd be amazing thank you, I walked to the café" he said.

On the drive back you decided to tell Henry what was on your mind.

“I know we haven’t known each other that long and we’ve only been on two dates… but i feel like this is where I’m meant to be in my life right now… with you, getting to know you” you said, glancing to the passenger seat where he was sitting.

“I’m so glad you said that. I feel the same way. I’m excited about this, I haven’t felt this way in a long time, I feel this need to be around you and if I’m honest I don’t want to fight it. Who knows what’s going to happen or where I will be in a month's time but I want to spend this time I have here with you ” he said, holding your hand as you drove, his words made your heart burst.

“Let's do it then” you said, looking over at him.

“Let's do it.” he said, kissing your hand.

You pulled up to Henry’s childhood home when instructed and placed the car in park, turning to look at him.

“Your childhood home is huge” you said, glancing at the house.

“We’re a big family” he replied, holding your hand. You lent against the headrest and Henry’s free hand came to rest against your face making you close your eyes and lean against him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow? I can pick you up at yours?” he asked, making you open your eyes and nod at him with a small smile on your face.

“Sounds perfect” you said, both leaning in for one last small kiss.

“See you tomorrow” he said, as he opened the door. You watched him walk inside, opening the door you saw his dog Kal jump at him, a look of pure joy and love on Henry’s face as he looked down at him and you smiled to yourself, this man is truly something special you thought.

Let’s do this you thought to yourself, Henry turned around and smiled at you, waving you goodbye. You didn’t know what this was going to be, but it was sure going to be spectacular.

Part 3

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Hi! If requests are still open, could I request something for celebrating a birthday w/ Asahi? It’s my b-day tomorrow, and I’m gonna be spending it all alone cause I’m a LPN. NSFW if you write it, and with she/her pronouns?? I love your writing by the way 😊💛

A?N I am so sorry you’re spending your birthday alone!! I am sending you lots of great wishes from here!!! I went a little crazy with this and it is almost 6 pages long and definitely has some smut. I am so glad you enjoy my writing!! That means the world to me!!! 

Warning: Lots of very cute Asahi and SMUT 

words: 3.2k

If you don’t want the smut feel free to read until they fall asleep on the couch and count that as the rest of the day!! 

“Good morning princess, happy birthday!” Asahi says before kissing the back of your head a few times and pulling you in closer to him for a big squeeze. He kissed down your neck and whispered “time to get up lovey” before letting go of you and getting out of bed himself. You groaned missing the warmth of your boyfriend. 

Before you can even roll over he is already throwing a shirt on and headed to the bathroom. You don’t think twice about it and roll back over for a couple minutes more sleep. When he gets out of the bathroom all he can do is sigh. 

“Come on Y/N I have breakfast reservations at your favorite spot in half an hour” he practically whines at you. You can’t help but sit up and to see him pouting at you. He is just too cute so obviously he wins. You get up and go to your dresser. 

“No no no, I already have an outfit chosen out for you, it’s on the sink in the bathroom,” he smiles at your shocked expression. When you go into the bathroom you see a beautiful sundress, a pair of sunglasses and flats with a little note that says “On our date to the beach you lost your sunglasses after we played in the sand, you told me I owed you another pair, so here’s my payback” You can’t help but smile, he remembered from almost a year ago now. After you got dressed you picked up the sunglasses they were actually from the same beach that you lost your other pair at. 

“Hey where did you get these?” Asahi joins you in the bathroom and wraps his arms around your waist kissing you again.

“From the beach, remember.”

“I remember but these are from the same beach.” 

“I know, I got them for you from the beach.” You can’t help but smile at him, he really went and got you another pair and saved them until your birthday. “Come on birthday girl, that’s only the first of my surprises.” 

You follow him out of the house and to your favorite breakfast spot. When you get there the hostess immediately recognizes Asahi and leads you to your table. 

“What’s all of this about, isn’t there usually a wait even with a reservation.”

“Nope, no wait just breakfast,” he smiles down at you, and boy he couldn’t have been more right. When you sit down your favorite drink and meal was brought out not even five minutes later.

“But we didn’t even order this,” you insisted. 

“Yes we did, it’s your favorite, you get it every time so instead of waiting I had them already make the food for us.” 

You can’t help but blush, he knows you so well. He got your order perfect, you like double chocolate pancakes with fresh strawberries and whip cream, over easy eggs and  like so substitute bacon for sausage. He knew this from the whole three times the two of you had come together, he really did listen to everything you said. It was all so perfect, the two of you sat and talked for over an hour. 

When you were done he linked your arm in his, “off to the next location” 

“What next location?” “Part two of your birthday surprise.”

“No Asahi, breakfast was enough.” 

“Breakfast was not enough, I have the whole day planned, come on it’ll be fun” 

He was right, like always. Next he took you to the art museum downtown and you got to walk through it together and admire all of the beautiful works together. Afterwards you both got smoothies and cookies from the little cafe inside and sat out on the grass in front of the museum and ate them. He had taken you to all of your favorite spots and it wasn’t even two o’clock.

 You had your head resting in Asahi’s lap as he finished his smoothie. This right here was perfect, the two of you just enjoying nature and enjoying each other. Or you were enjoying each other until he suddenly stood up. “Hey, c’mon we’ve got more to do,” his damn smile gets you everytime and you are up and following him again. 

You end up at a dog park. Not just any dog park, the dog park where you first met Asahi. He was with his rescue dog, Miko, and you were with your labradoodle Oliver and the two of them would not stop playing with one another. You couldn’t help but notice how attractive the owner of the Miko was and when it was time for you to go he asked if he could get your number so hopefully your dogs could hang out again. You were a blushing mess and so was he, after that first time seeing each other you both were so in love. So, when you got to the park you couldn’t help but smile. This was where you met your favorite person on Earth and you couldn’t help but just replay the memory over and over in your head. What made it even crazier was when you saw Suga pull up in his minivan. 

“Hey! Y/N happy birthday!” you couldn’t help but pull your friend into a huge hug. “Thanks, what brings you-” 

“BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK” You look over and see Oliver poking his head out the window. 

“Asahi asked if I would meet the two of you here with your dogs, and I didn’t get you anything for your birthday so this seemed perfect.” 

“It is perfect, thank you!” 

He went over to his van and opened up the back door. You had to brace yourself because both Oliver and MIko were barreling towards you at full force. You couldn’t stop laughing and smiling. Suga ended up staying with the two of you while you played with your dogs. It was really sweet for Suga to bring your two dogs into the fun. Suga ended up having to leave a little early due to a call for help from Daichi. When your dogs had enough fun chasing each other in the park they both came and laid down by the bench where you and Asahi were watching them. 

“There’s one more thing before we can go home,” Asahi leans down to Oliver’s harness (knowing that you always pet Miko before you leave because Oliver is in love with Asahi not you so you get revenge and pet Miko) and grabs a little box tied to the underside. 

“What are you doing?” You couldn’t tell what he is grabbing. He stands up and hands you the little box. When you open it you see a watch with a picture of the four of you on the face. 

“I love it! Thank you Asahi!” You pull him in for a hug and a sweet kiss. You had no idea how he did it, but he kept surprising you over and over. He made you feel like the most loved girl in the world. 

You walked home with your dogs. When you got home you both curled up on the couch together and watched a movie. You were so exhausted from a long morning that you ended up falling asleep on Asahi and he didn’t mind a bit. When you woke up he was nowhere to be seen. You called his name a few times and noticed that you had a few texts from him.

I left you an outfit for dinner on the bed

Our reservations are at 7 

I’ll meet you there 

Sleep well gorgeous

You checked the time and crap it was already 6:15 so you needed to get yourself ready. You went upstairs and you were not ready for the outfit sitting on your bed. Asahi got you a gorgeous black dress with red heels. He also got you a set of red lingerie that match the heels. 

Just something sexy for after dinner 

You couldn’t believe it, just seeing the beautiful lingerie had you turned on already. You felt sexy and powerful wearing it and you couldn’t help but get excited. It was going to be a difficult dinner to sit through, you were already excited for it to be over. You put the lingerie on under the dress, did your hair and makeup before heading to the restaurant. When you got their you told the hostess that you were part of a party of two for Azumane. She smiled and lead you to Asahi immediately. When you saw him,

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He looked hot, so fucking hot. He was wearing a black suit with a black undershirt and his hair tied back. You had seen Asahi dressed nice, but never like this he looked like a greek god. You wished that you could just skip dinner and go have the fun right now. He smiles at you as he gets up and pulls you into a big hug. 

“You look gorgeous” he whispers into your ear. You’re a blushing mess at this point, where did this side of Asahi even come from. He pulls out your chair for you before returning to his seat. You both order your meals and Asahi orders you two a bottle of wine. The food came and was absolutely amazing. You could not keep your mind off how gorgeous Asahi looked. From the way he was holding the wine glass, to the way that his lips parted around the glass. Everything he did was so sexy and you couldn’t wait to get back to your apartment. Little did you know he was thinking the same thing about you, the dress fit you even better than he thought and just knowing that you had lingerie under it was driving him wild. 

You finished your meals and both shared a piece of cheesecake. It was absolutely delicious and all you could do was just look into each other;s eyes with love and lust. 

The walk back to your apartment was quiet, but comfortable, you were walking with your arms wrapped around one of his. The entire way home you kept stealing glances at one another and blushing. The moment you got in the door Asahi picked you up and carried you to the bedroom. He put you down and was on top of you in an instant kissing you cupping your cheek so you would kiss him back. You tangled your fingers in his hair and gently tugged on them to deepen the kiss. You couldn’t get enough of him and the smell of his cologne made your knees weak. 

Asahi stopped kissing you and pulled away for just long enough to help you out of your dress. When he saw you in only the red lingerie he let out a deep moan completely unable to stop his growing erection. You tried to undress him but he wasn’t having any of it. His hands were on your breasts, kneading them as he pulled your bra aside and took one in his mouth. He was nipping and sucking on your nipple and bit your boob until he had left a sufficient amount of hickeys on one before moving to the other. Once he is satisfied with his work he moves down to your panties. He starts kissing them and playing with the fabric right by where you need him to touch you most. He starts kissing you through your panties and even licks you a few times through them before disregarding them. Immediately he is on you and licked you up and down once before moaning. 

“You’re so wet for me babe” he was immediately back to work. He was going slow and taking his time to enjoy all of this.

 It felt amazing but it was too slow for anything to happen, you couldn’t take it anymore and pulled his hair and whined, “Asahi please.” 

“Babe let me enjoy you on your birthday, I promise it’ll make you feel great” he continued back to his work and slowly started picking it up, he wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you closer to his face.

He thrusts his tongue into you and uses his nose to rub your clit. You can’t help but try and grind on his face for the last bit of pleasure you need. You can’t help but grab at the sheets as he starts to pick up the pace. He is holding you to his face and harshly sucking on your clit while slowly inserting two fingers. He is pumping them in and out of you and all you can do is moan his name over and over again. He is the only thing going through your mind and he likes it that way. 

When you come you come hard, moaning his name and pulling his hair. He doesn’t stop his pace until you have completely come down from your high. He is taking his time to enjoy all of you and to lick you completely clean. Once Asahi is done he goes and kisses your inner thighs while kneading your boobs between his hands. He is taking his time to worship you and to show you how much he cares about you. Between kisses he mutters little nothings about how gorgeous and perfect you are and how you are his entire world. He slowly starts kissing his way up your chest. He plants a kiss to each of your breasts before moving up and kissing your neck and behind your ear. 

He leans in and whispers, “I love you Y/N and I want today to be memorable,” he slowly starts circling on your clit just to keep you needy. You try and grind down on his hand for more stimulation than he is giving you. He pulls his hand away, “I need you to trust me, okay?” 

You can’t help but nod your head excited for what’s to come, he then returns his hand and starts back to where it was before, this time rubbing faster and harder. He works his fingers on your clit patiently, waiting until you can’t handle it anymore. He is kissing your neck and running his other hand through your hair and squeezing your breast. You start to feel the hot sensation again and can’t help but want more. You start squirming and grasping at his back for any extra friction. 

Asahi senses that you’re getting close and stands up to remove his own clothing. You can’t help but whine at the loss of contact and help him get undressed so you can get back to it faster. You help unbutton his shirt and you’re as awestruck as always. He is so toned and fit that it just turns you on even more. He is pure muscle and you can’t deny that it doesn’t make you even more excited. Once he has completely undressed Asahi cups your face with both of his hands and pulls you up to meet his lips. He is kissing you with the kind of passion that tells you that he trusts you completely. You reach down and slowly stroke his length and he can’t help but moan into your mouth from the contact. 

“Asahi please, I’m ready please” 

He can’t help but grant your wish, he lines himself up and slowly pushes into you. The both of you are moaning and grasping onto each other. Asahi knows that he’s big and always waits for you to give him permission to move. 

While you adjust he is kissing your neck, “you’re doing so amazing babe,” he can’t help but push the hair out of your face and look into your eyes, “jeeeze Y/N, I love you so much.” 

You can’t help but get soft at his words, you cup his face in your hands and pull him into a quick kiss before nodding. He knows exactly what this means and starts slowly thrusting into you, carefully watching to make sure that you’re enjoying yourself. You start moaning and encourage him to go faster. He starts going harder and faster until he is practically pounding into you. You’re incoherently moaning and all you can say is “yesyesyes Asahi babe fuck yes” as you grab onto his biceps and grab at his back as something to keep you grounded.

 He is moaning and unable to keep himself steady. Lucky for him you are close, he can feel your walls clenching around him. 

“Come for me.” That’s all he has to say before you are completely coming undone under him. You are moaning as you feel all of the pleasure. He can’t help but squeeze his eyes shut due to pure ecstasy of your walls squeezing him so tight. After a few more thrusts he is coming inside of you and moaning your name. Once the two of you have both come down from your highs, he is kissing you over and over telling you how great of a job you did for him. He then gets up and leaves your bedroom. 

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you happy birthday dear Y/N, Happy birthday to you!” he sings as he enters the bedroom with a little cake with a single candle lit on the top. He also grabbed two forks and the two of you enjoy cake in bed.  When you are done with cake Asahi smiles at you, “I have one more surprise for you,” He reaches into his night stand and pulls out a little glass box that has a coin in it. 

“It’s from our one year anniversary where we threw coins into the fountain, I wished to be happy with you forever. When you were in the bathroom I heard a man tell me that they were going to clean out the coins from the fountain the next day and I couldn’t lose my wish. I went back the next morning and grabbed my wish as well as some of the magic fountain water. I wanted to give it back to you as a thank you for stealing my heart.” he hands you the box. 

“Asahi, I love it so much,” you clutch the box close to your chest and just smile at him, “You were my wish at the fountain too” you blush happily. You can’t help but pull him into a final kiss for the night. The two of you are exhausted from a long day and you both lay down and he pulls you onto his chest so you can fall asleep just the way you woke up-wrapped in his arms. 

“Happy birthday Y/N, you make me the happiest man on earth,” and with that he kisses your forehead and you’re off to sleep happy to have spent the day with the man you love. 

#azumane asahi #ashai azumane #haikyuu!! #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu Karasuno #haikyuu asahi #asahi x reader #asahi headcanons #asahi azumane x reader #hq asahi #asahi azumane imagine #writing #request

[chillpills320]

Hard || Corbyn Besson

Summary : kinda based on wdw’s hard (if you haven’t heard the song yet it’s basically Corbyn likes his best friend, but she’s oblivious and is in a relationship, and one day her boyfriend hurts her so she goes to Corbyn for comfort)

Warnings : slight hint of sexual abuse, but other than that it’s just some Corbyn fluff

Word Count : 1.9k

A/n : Yeah so I really like their song hard, I think it’s nice to have someone who got your back, and gives you a shoulder to cry on, plus I’m a new limelight, so I’m like writing this and waiting for their comeback,,,,

Also this kinda involves their cover of Adele’s make you feel my love, because I went to heaven after I heard their cover, and you should really hear it if you haven’t

~~~

November 25th (as you all know) is Corbyn’s birthday.

He was your best friend, and of course you wanted to be the first ever person to wish him happy birthday, so you called him at 11:57pm the night before even though you were dead tired.

“Heyyy Corbone,” you said to the phone when he picked up at the third ring.

“What’s up y/n? Wait.. Aren’t you supposed to be in bed now?” Corbyn asked, he knew that you take part-time jobs at a nearby cafe after school to support your college fees and he knew how exhausted you probably were.

“Whatttt, and miss being the first person to wish you a happy birthday? No thanks,” You teased.

“Really? Aww,” the boy answered, a bit flustered. You could literally hear his smile over the phone.

You chuckled, and you talk about the most random of things until the clock ticked 12:00.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!” You practically screamed to the phone. “You’re 20 now, you dork. Go get a girl or something, don‘t wait till you’re too old for crushes,” you egged him on.

You’ve known Corbyn for your whole life, but have never seen him date any girl. You were the one close friend of him who is a girl, and you were honestly worried about his sexuality as he has not shown any interest to any other girls OR guys, which u concluded after (half) stalking him on the campus, wondering if he was gay, which is honestly super fine if he was, but yeah.

“You say that every yearrr,” Corbyn complained.

“Wait I still haven’t got your birthday present because I don’t know what you want, so just tell me if there’s anything on you wishlist?” you asked.

“Oh, sure thanks,” the blonde boy replied.

“Wait, um do you want to hang out tomorrow?” He continued, crossing his fingers wishing that you’d say yes.

You, on the other hand, oblivious to Corbyn’s wish, rejected politely because you promised that you would spend more time with your boyfriend.

“Sorry Corbs,” you shrugged into the phone. “Right, gotta sleep. See you tomorrow, birthday boy,” you said and hung up.

Corbyn’s heart panged with bitter sweetness. He was touched that you called him to be the first person to wish him a happy birthday, but he also knows that that would probably be the last time he will see you on his birthday, since you two don’t exactly have the same friend group.

You used to hang around with Corbyn a lot, just the two of you, but soon your boyfriend appeared and you had to spend time with your boyfriend too. Plus, college caught up and you were both too busy to spend time with each other.

It wasn’t that Corbyn’s not interested in girls, it’s just that he has fallen for his best friend, who was oblivious to his feelings AND not available. All Corbyn’s ever wanted for his birthday present is you, but who could get him that present?

~~~

The next day, Corbyn hung out with Jonah and Jack. He wasn’t exactly popular in school, unlike the social butterfly you were, making friends here and there.

Right now you were seated at the middle of the cafeteria with a table of friends, your boyfriend’s arm wrapped around your figure. A friend of yours shared something and made you laugh.

“Hey, have you told her yet?” Jonah asked, snapping Corbyn out of his trance.

“W-What?” Corbyn asked.

Jack sighed. “Of course it’s a solid no, or else why wouldn’t y/n be sitting here with him.”

Corbyn blushed at the mention of your name.

“Ugh, I’m just sick of Corbyn always staring at y/n while she doesn’t even notice,” Jonah groaned. “She’s your best friend. How could she be so oblivious?”

��I mean... she has a boyfriend,” Corbyn said, defending you, though his heart sinked a little at the mention of the champion who won your heart.

Jack shook his head in sympathy.

“Hey cheer up, it’s your birthday afterall,” Jonah said, lightening up the mood. “You wanna go to the arcade after school?”

At the mention of Corbyn’s favorite place on Earth, his eyes lit up.

“Sure!” Corbyn replied enthusiastically.

~~~

After spending the whole day at the arcade, Corbyn went back home.

He scrolled his Instragm feed and smiled when he saw that Jack posted a ridiculous picture of Corbyn as his birthday post. He was typing a comment when he heard a knock at his door.

Few people knew his address and it was quite late at night, so he was a bit confused, but opened the door anyway to reveal you. You, with messy hair, and disheveled clothes that seemed to be put on in a haste.

“Y/n? What are you-“ Corbyn started with wide eyes but was cut off by you breaking down. Corbyn’s eyes softened as his heart swelled at your crying figure.

He immediately pulled you inside and into his warm embrace where your sobs shook his frame. You fell to a million pieces but his hands came up and ran along your back to soothe you while whispering that it’s okay.

When your sobs subsided, he led you to the couch while he went to the kitchen to brew some hot tea.

He came back with two steaming mugs and gave one to you.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, then took a sip of the tea.

He nodded and wrapped his arms around you.

“Better?”

You nodded meekly, tired from all the crying.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” he asked softly.

You opened your mouth, but all that came out was a sob.

Corbyn pulled you in closer. “It’s okay, you can tell me when you’re ready,” he whispered, never prodding you on if you’re uncomfortable.

You sighed into his hoodie. Your tears dampening the fabric yet Corbyn doesn’t seem to mind.

“My boyfriend,” you finally said, avoiding Corbyn’s gaze. “H-He tried to sexually abuse... me.”

Corbyn’s blood ran ice cold. How could anyone hurt such a sweet soul like you? He didn’t understand why anyone would want to make you cry so hard.

Now Corbyn’s blood boiled and his fist tightened. “I’m gonna make that bastard pay,” he said through gritted teeth, and tried to get up from the couch but you stopped him.

“It’s not.. worth the trouble,” you mumbled. “I-I mean I escaped before he began to get into it, but I was just,” you frantically explained. “I was just sc-scared when he pinned me down, he was so strong, and I couldn’t move.. and- and-“

“And it’s not the first time he’s tried that...” you whispered, broken.

Corbyn’s heart teared apart just as he teared up at your vulnerability.

“I-I’m sorry, you don’t deserve this,” Corbyn whispered as tears began to run down your face again.

He wiped your tears away with the back of his thumb. He was angry at your boyfriend for doing such a thing to you, but he also blamed himself for not seeing it in your boyfriend. All he’s ever wanted to do was to protect you, but he failed even at that.

He also blamed himself that if, he wasn’t such a coward, and had actually confessed his feelings for you, then you might have accepted him and avoided dating your current boyfriend.

“Hey,” you said softly, snapping Corbyn out of his thoughts. “Why do you look even more troubled than me?” you teased a little.

“I just... I wish I could’ve prevented it,” Corbyn mumbled. “I hate seeing you cry,” he added softly.

“Oh Corbs, you being here for me is enough,” you sniffed. “God, you don’t even know how much better you made me.”

Corbyn ran his hand down your silky hair.

“I thought... I thought you had a lot of friends to be here for you,” Corbyn admitted.

You sighed sadly. “Well.. yes, but they’re just a facade. No one but you can truly give me comfort,” you said softly. “And frankly I’d rather be with you.”

Corbyn’s heart fluttered at your words as both of you sat in the comfortable silence.

“Corbyn?” you mumbled. “Can you sing me a song?”

Corbyn smiled and started to sing with his honey sweet voice,

When the rain is blowing in your face

And the whole world is on your case

I could offer you a warm embrace

To make you feel my love

When the evening shadows and the stars appear

And there is no one there to dry your tears

Oh, I hold you for a million years

To make you feel my love

He looked over at his shoulder and saw you sleeping peacefully. He thought you looked perfect, even with messy hair and smudged makeup.

He gently carried you to his bedroom and placed you on the bed, tucking you in. He also used the makeup wipes you left over before to clean your face.

Corbyn sighed as he watched your sleeping figure.

“You know, if i hadn’t been such a coward, maybe you wouldn’t have ended up with him,” he speaked softly to himself.

“Do you know? You look so beautiful when you’re asleep, and I wish I could be the one to tell you that every day, every morning. I wish that I could tell you I get lost in your eyes everytime I look at you, and your laugh is my favourite sound in the world. My heart skips a beat everytime I look at you, but I know that you’re occupied.”

“I never showed any interest in anyone, because you were already in my mind for the longest time.”

“I wish I could be the one to protect you, to love you, to live with you... I wish that I could call you mine, or call you my baby, because that’s- that’s who you are in my mind,” Corbyn confessed, knowing that you wouldn’t hear him.

“Corbyn,” you suddenly spoke up, your eyes fluttering open, for you have been awake for some time now, and heard Corbyn’s confession. “Do you really mean that?” A smile on your face while Corbyn jumped at your voice, cheeks flushing ridiculously red.

“I-I, yeah.. I t-thought you were asleep,” Corbyn stammered, looking anywhere but your eyes.

“You know what, Corbs, I like you too. A lot,” you confessed, cheeks turning pink as well.

“I-I’ve liked you for a long time, but I thought you didn’t show interest in anybody, so I just try to date other people to get you off my mind, but-“ you rambled, but got cut off when Corbyn placed his lips on yours.

Fireworks erupted as both your hearts swelled at the sweetness of the kiss. His lips were softer than you imagined, and his taste- God, you could taste him forever. He pulled away and hid in the crook of your neck, flushed.

You suddenly giggled at a thought.

Corbyn rose up from his position and looked at you with questioning eyes.

“Oh Corbyn, I just realized that the person I’ve spent my whole life looking for, has actually been here beside me this whole time,” you said.

Corbyn smiled as well and kissed you again, this time more passionate than the last.

“I promise to protect you better than all your boyfriends, baby,” Corbyn said, breathless after the kiss.

You smiled so hard at your new pet name.

“Can you say it again?” you requested.

“Baby,” Corbyn replied, smiling at how much happiness he can give you by saying a word.

“Baby, baby, baby, my babygirl...” he continued, kissing your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, all over your face, making you laugh at the love he gives you.

Then Corbyn laughed with you, and thought, best. birthday. ever.

~~~

So hope you guys like this post, and I take requests! So send in some requests if you want to :))

#wdw #why dont we #jack avery #zach herron #daniel seavey #corbyn besson #jonah marais #why dont we imagine #imagines #jack avery imagine #zach herron imagine #daniel seavey imagine #corbyn besson imagine #jonah marais imagine

[planetjisungie]

lucky charms- h.rj

characters; ravenclaw! renjun x hufflepuff! reader ft. gryffindor! mark and gryffindor! jeno (sigh)

summary; with the exams coming up, you need a little help with your charms. well you dont, you just needed an excuse to talk to your long time crush, huang renjun

an; i literally changed this on the spot 🤡 plot holes here i come- (also id like to think jeno is more of a hufflepuff but idk man)

sigh okay this is a long boi

end of year exams were in just a few weeks

yay, your absolute favourite !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

sarcasm

now, charms

in room 99, classroom 2E in the south tower

i did my research

you were pretty good at charms, not nearly as good as you were in the care of magical creatures and herbology though

still above averagely good

you know who else was good at charms?

huang renjun

the star ravenclaw prince boy, the pride of the house and a very beautiful boy

best boi renjun

if jeno was being quite honest he was SICK AND TIRED of hearing you two pine over eachother

jeno met you in first year, and you quickly became best friends and even ended up in the same house as eachother

despite having different friend groups (your friend group consisted of you and eunji), you stayed best friends until now aka 5th year

just go with it okay

so as he was saying before i digressed, jeno physically is pained as he watched the longing glances both you and renjun throw when the other isnt looking

but it isnt his business to meddle with your lack of relationship problems

best boi part 2

BUT! but! he will give you both a tiny! eensy! little! minuscule! nudge

that nudge being forming a plan with you

you were slightly reluctant when jenos very enthusiastic face greeted you at the table saying he had ‘a totally brilliant, spectacular, show stopping, wonderful, flawless plan’

this was jeno we were talking about

the same boy who planned the failed midnight snack run a few weeks before

and as soon as he mentioned renjun your eyes narrowed

"proceed."

the plan was for jeno to ask renjun to tutor his friend who was falling behind in charms

said friend was you

and you were ahead of the class

bUT!! you agreed because he wasnt in your class, so there was no way he could know that right?

wrong.

who was in your class?

mark lee. one of renjuns best friends.

also the boyfriend of eunji and the reason you wanted to gauge your eyeballs out everytime you turned around to talk to them

thats right eunji ditched you to sit next to her little markie. bitch.

nonetheless, you agreed because your dumb, spontaneous ass forgot that renjun even knew mark, because if someone said ‘whos mark?’ you would go ‘eunjis boyfriend’

so of course, when all the students were making their way to their class, jeno caught up with renjun seeing as they both had muggle studdies

"hey man, i have a favour to ask"

stage one of operation: stop the oblivious fuckers from pining over eachother (that name may need some revamping) was a-go

"depends what said favour is"

smart boi™️

"is it possible to tutor one of my friends in charms for the upcoming OWLs?"

oh? this piqued china pretty boys interest

"i mean, sure, i could do with some revision too. tell them to meet me at the library after school"

and so jeno walked away with a smug smirk, victorious

and when jeno told you he had agreed later in potions, you were yet you werent surprised

so of you trotted after last period, kinda nervous because youre about to be in the literal breathing proximity of renjun

like obviously youve talked to him before but this time it was just you and him

alone

no get those thoughts out of your head

n e ways u perv

renjun sat at the back table, textbooks and notebooks with his neat writing in both chinese and korean all over the pages

smart boi part 2

so seeing him not looking at you

attention whore

wow why am i so mean today

you sat down and cleared your throat, placing your blank notebooks on the table so the boy wouldnt get suspicious

you had to pray to whatever gods were listening for your cheeks not to flare up the colour of the strawberries you had for breakfast

healthy girl™️

and the gods apparently answered your prayers

because as soon as renjun looked up and into your eyes you swore you were too distracted for your blood cells to even think about moving towards your face

and renjun nearly had a heart attack (by aoa)

poor boy

jeno had NOT told him that he would be tutoring you

he was going to be choked later

"sorry im late"

renjun was nearly offended that you would even apologise to him for being late by

2 minutes and 48 seconds

"no no its okay i havent been here long"

that was a lie he had study period last and has been sat in the same goddamn chair for an hour already but your presence made his ass cheeks ache less

so he started teaching you, but ???

you seemed to fully grasp the concepts

confused boi

excuse me ma’am/sir/señor/señorita whatever you prefer to go by-

you need to brush up on your acting skills dude

appalling smh your drama teacher back from your muggle school would be completely distraught

so for the next hour renjun ‘tutored’ you

things you already knew but this was a dream-

and actually he was a funny guy

he was also muggle born, so you could both relate over things you experienced as a kid

this lead to a raging debate over dora the explorer

that bitch was shaded in said debate, fully annihilated

hola soy dora your asshole

but,, it was fun. because jeno was pureblood and grew up knowing about all his magicky stuff so he was kinda boring sometimes

no tea no shade

but you ended the session with smiles on both your faces, cheeks literally aching with how hard youd been laughing and smiling

so lads

the next day at breakfast renjun was all happy, plonking himself next to mark at the gryffindor table because

man does not give a SHIT about the looks he was getting. he is huang renjun.

"why are you so smiley this morning? and why didn’t you come to my common room last night"

the gryffindor common room was the dreamie hang out

no one dared tell THE mark lee to go somewhere else with his friends

"sorry, last night i was tutoring y/n in charms" smiley boy still

mark seagull eyebrows: activated

excuse him?? charms?? you?? the one who got an outstanding in your report card??

something smells fishy here

"renjun... y/n got an outstanding on her charms"

eunji who had magically appeared next to mark basically said what he was just thinking

confused boi part ??

"wait what?"

but later on he didnt question you about it

he silently observed you

he told himself that anyway

quite honestly if you were spending time with him he was not about to complain

he was staring at you, simply put

my leng bby (thats you, youre my leng bby)

so for the next 2 weeks every day after school you would meet up to ‘catch up’ on your charms

that being said it literally always, every time, ended up with you two talking about something unrelated

like the 5th day you had a conversation about which series of power rangers was better

"SPD, obviously"

AM I THAT OLD?? on god i hate it here

"no, y/n, we all know that dino force is better"

i agree with y/n on this one pal

on the 7th day you talked about muggle sports that you both enjoyed

"i played a lot of cricket"

"cricket? okay tory"

"i am NOT a tory"

on the last day when you should have been, you know, LEARNING

you were having a lovely old chinwag about the x factor

"simon cowell is a king"

"i agree"

legend behaviour if you ask me

wait does chinwag exist in other countries??? translation: chat

so of course the exams came up

but you were dreading them for a different reason

this meant the end of tutoring with renjun

this was super bittersweet, you wanted to spend more time with eachother

you literally could it wasn’t that deep both of you are so dumb smh aint nothing stopping you

jeno agrees with me too, mans pulling out his hair still as you had somehow not gotten together yet

it was like watching snails race, incredibly frustrating but you know that there is the finish line somwhere over the horizon

so you took your exams and both of you passed with flying colours, obviously

smart kids

and you ran right to renjun to celebrate

seeing as he had

not really helped you but you thought that he thought he helped you

oh no honey he knew that you didnt need help

but he didnt know whether to confront you about it?

rip your guilty conscience

so after a long discussion with mark, our china boy decided to ask why the heck you wanted his help when you were absolutely fully capable

unlike mark

and when you saw him approach you first in the halls your heart went

NYYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

that was the sound of a fast motorbike

"hi y/n"

‘damn renjun, couldnt have thought of anything better than that?’

"uhh hi renjun"

awkward silence by stray kids

"i just wanted to know why you asked for my help"

okay where is the nearest shovel and what is the most efficient way to dig a large hole-

as if renjun sensed your panic radiating off you in waves

which he did

"not that it was an issue! i enjoyed spending time with you, it was just, you didnt really need help"

he was a pure boy

so you puffed your cheeks and decided to just come clean

somewhere, jeno felt his senses tingling

"genuinely i just wanted to spend some time with you because i really like you"

renjun froze and wanted to smack his head into a wall

bruh

you noticed his expression and panicked yet again

stop panicking man its okay i gotchu

"it was jenos idea"

blame jeno is always a fool-proof plan b

unless you get pregnant, that would not be a good idea

so i guess its not fool proof

BUT I DIGRESS

renjun face palms and groans

"youre kidding me! all this time we wasted doing boringass charms work when we couldve gone on dates"

confusion™️

but?? you felt hopeful??

"i dont think im on the same wavelength"

"i like you too dumbass"

oH so YOURE the dumbass??

yes, yes you are renjun is best boi, accept the L which is really a W bc renjun likes you back

jeno who had found his way to you, listening from around the corner sighed in happiness

"fucking finally!!"

#nct #nct dream #jeno #lee jeno #mark #mark lee #nct hogwarts au #renjun #huang renjun #hufflepuff reader #OWLs #just two dudes deadass pining after eachother

[shishu-writes]

𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧!

Hi! oh my gosh It feels like my blog grew really fast? I’m really grateful to every one of you and I’m so glad that I get to do what I love while also making you guys happy! My 500 follower celebration may not be the most exciting or original but I wanted to do something different for the occasion! Im putting my WIPS on pause and opening up prompt requests! 

Send an ask with a number w/ 2 characters max and I’ll write a short fic or HC (depending on prompt) about it!  Both HAIKYUU! and BNHA characters are available!

*depending on amount of requests, I will cap the amount of requests I take on, sorry 🥺

Requests closed!!

The prompt requests will be open until tomorrow at 6pm CST so send them in! below is the prompt list, all credit for this list goes to @marauder-exe​ !

Angst

“I love you ! Is that what you wanted to hear ?”

“I love him/her, and I know that I shouldn’t.”

“Can you just shut your mouth ?”

“wHY DO YOU KEEP LYING TO ME ?”

“We both know that I should walk away, but I can’t.”

“Wait, he/she has a girlfriend/boyfriend ?"

“I lo—-” “No, please… Don’t say that. You love her/him, not me.”

"Could you just take this pain away ? It hurts, so much… Help me.”

“You’re safe here, I got you.”

“Don’t ask her out again, please… You’re killing me, every single time you ask that.”

“Look, he/she wants you, just make him/her happy.”

“If you go, I’ll know that you never loved me.”

“We never were just friends, and you know it.” “I know it, but you deserve someone better than me.”

“SHE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!!!”

“You love me like I’m the person who actually deserves your love.” “But you are the only one who deserves it.”

“I know for a fact that you’re not “fine”.”

“You’re looking at me like.. you’re disgusted. What did I do? Just tell me what I did, please!”

“What happened between us?”

“Nothing has changed!” “Yes it has, and you know it.”

“Love isn’t supposed to hurt this badly.”

“You said you needed space. You were 5,000 miles away for a year, and you’re still unsure. I’m starting to think that an entire universe apart wouldn’t be enough space for you.”

“I remember when he/she/they used to look at me that way”

“I want you to list every lie you ever told me. Then I’ll forgive you.”

“I don’t hate you. I hate that after all of this, you’re still trying to lie to me”

“I can’t keep this secret for you anymore.”

“I’m sorry I’m not what you signed up for.”

“Why she/her/them? It could have been anybody, and you chose to betray me with her/him/them.”

“This will be the last time you lie to me.”

“You never loved me, did you?”

“You made me miserable and I still loved you.”

“Everytime something goes well, I momentarily forget how much I despise you.”

“We’re never going to have a happy ending, just remember that.”

“Don’t pretend like you’re not happy to see me like this.”

“Your mind must be a horrible place.”

“Hand me the gun and I’ll kill him myself.”

“And I thought you loved me."

" And I thought I loved you."

" Aren't you even going to cry?"

“I didn’t expect you to wait forever. I just hoped…”

“Did you always know that you were going to leave?”

“If you cry, I’ll stay, and if I stay that will just give you another reason to hate me.”

“I’m addicted and at this point I don’t think anything could make me stop.”

”If you wanna know, then ask.”

“You never asked because you knew I wouldn’t tell you what you wanted to hear.”

“We grew apart, and at this point I’m glad.”

“Find somebody else to kiss your ass.”

“When are you going to stop clawing for something that’s never going to happen?”

“What you’re doing is going to kill you one day.”

“It was easier to believe that the you I knew was dead than deal with the fact that I still have to see you every day.”

“What you’re doing is going to kill you one day.”

Fluff

51. “You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”

52. “Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”

53. “You smell really nice.”

54. “Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

55. “I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”

56. “If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

57. “Here, let’s share the blanket.”

58. “You’re comfy.”

59.“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”

60.“But I want to hear you sing.”

61.“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”

62.“Care to give me a back scratch?”

63.“I think I love you.”

64.“Your bed head is really cute.”

65.“How about a kiss?”

66.“You made this for me?”

67.Aw, you’re blushing.”

68. Uh oh, I know that look. What do you want?”

69. “Let me help you with that.”

70. “I don’t want to forget this moment.”

71.“Are you really flirting with me right now?”

72.“I like the way your hand fits in mine.”

73.“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”

74.“It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”

75.“This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”

76.“Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.”

77.“Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything”

78.“No, it’s fine.  I can wait until you’re done talking to them.”

79.“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”

80.“You’re a big piece of inspiration for this, honestly.”

81.“I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.”

82.“I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

83.“My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about how sometimes.”

84.“No, mom, don’t tell him/her I said that about him/her!”

85.“I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”

86.“ You are so beautiful — So fucking beautiful. “

87.“And just WHERE do you think you’re putting your hands?”

88.“Wow, you look even better in the daylight.”

89.“I don’t remember ever having this many hickeys. But I don’t mind.”

90.“We could order pizza and just stay like this all day.”

91.“It was always you.”

92.I love you in every possible way.”

93.“I didn’t mean to love you so much.”

94.“Don’t you hurt a single hair on his/her/their head.”

95.“Duck, you idiot!”

96.“Hey. Pal. I’ve got a wand and I’m not afraid to use it.”

97.“Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go.”

98.“It’s not a double date. We’re just third and fourth wheeling.”

99.“Look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone.”

100.“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

Sarcasm

101.“Define normal.”

102.“Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?”

103.“Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.”

104.“Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.”

105.“It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.”

106.“I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.”

107.“And you wonder why you’re still single.”

108.“Remind me to kill you. Please.”

109.“That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?”

110.“She’s crazy. And just when you think you’ve reached the bottom of her craziness, there’s a crazy underground garage.”

111.“She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind close doors she’s latex and whips.”

112.“If my day gets any worse, I’m asking hell if they’re having an exchange program.”

113.“Sorry. I don’t speak skank.”

114.“My middle finger salutes you.”

115.“I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.”

116.Somebody’s cranky.” “Somebody needs to shut up.”

117.“Oh darling. Go buy a brain.”

118.“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.”

119.“All due respect, but that’s a bunch of crap.”

120.“I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.”

121.“Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.”

122.“What did I tell you about calling her/him the devil?” “That it’s offensive to the devil?”

123.“I heard that!” “You were supposed to!”

124.“I need therapy after this.”

125.“You didn’t get in trouble for lying. You got in trouble for lying badly.”

126.“I turned out liking you a lot more that I originally planned.”

127.“I think you’re weird.” “I think you’re boring.”

128.“I’m afraid I’ve been thinking…” “A dangerous pastime.”

129.“Wow, there’s a big surprise. I think I’m going to have a heart attack and die from surprise.”

130.“I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make you ancestors dizzy.”

131.“Sarcasm is the body’s natural reaction to stupidity.”

132.“Well, excuse me, psychic wonder!”

133.“Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.”

134.“She’s hot, but she’s evil.”

135.“Do I regret it? Yes. Would I do it again? Probably.”

136.“I already know that I’m going to hell. At this point it’s really go big or go home.”

137.“I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m a damsel doing damage.”

138.“So stick that in your juice box and suck it.”

139.“Never take life seriously. No one ever comes out alive anyway.”

140.“Sometimes I question my sanity. Occasionally it replies.”

141.“Why should we date?” “Because we are attracted to each other.” “I am attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.”

142.“Neither one us is drunk enough for this conversation.”

143.“You’re questioning my methods.” “I’m not questioning it, I’m saying it’s stupid.”

144.“Wow, somebody needs a Happy Meal.”

145.“I didn’t do it!” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did it is a freaking genius.”

146.“Idiots. I’m surrounded by idiots.”

147.“You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.

148.“Obviously you have mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit.”

149.“Rule number one: don’t bother sucking up. I already hate you, that’s not going to change.”

150.“You make no sense to me.” “Welcome to my life.”

Drama

151.“Can you stop thinking about yourself for once?”

152.“Can you stop thinking about yourself for once?”

153.“Don’t think I forgot about what you did last time.”

154.“I know you lied to me.”

155.“I’m not even sorry.”

156.“You backstabber!” 157.“I never want to see you again.” 158.“You never mattered to me.”

159.“I knew this was a bad idea.”

160.“Rot in hell.”

161.“It was supposed to be a secret!”

162.“No one loves me.” 163.“He/she/they is/are so petty…” 164.“You made me cry.” 165.“I don’t know who you are anymore.” 166.“How DARE you?!” 167.“I know you’re not talking to me…” 168.“I SAW you with him/her/them!”

169.“Just leave me alone.”

170.“What did you do?!” 171.“I told everyone that I didn’t want to talk but I’m actually dying for attention.”

172. “Just admit that was extra…”

173.“I forgive, but I don’t forget.” 174.“Did you see what he/she/they was/were wearing?” 175.“So what if I had sex with your ex?” 176.“There’s something I have to tell you…” 177.“I can’t do this anymore.” 178.“You weren’t there for me when I needed you the most.” 179.“I never loved you.” 180.“It’s too late.”

181.“Quit ignoring me.”

182. “Don’t you get it? It’s because I love you!”

183.“I love you. I’m sorry.”

184.“I don’t want to be friends.”

185.“Can we please pretend I never said that?”

186.“Friendzoned again.”

187.“You should’ve loved me when you had the chance.”

188.“Fuck you for toying with my emotions like that.”

189.“I was there for you when no one else was!”

190.“Alright – I can tell a ‘no’ when I hear it.”

191.“I’m sorry I acted so creepy.”

192.“Fuck. It’s like what they say – nice guys finish last…”

193.“I’m tired of keeping this secret. Even if you don’t love me back.”

194. “I knew that’d be your answer. That’s why I never told you before.”

195.“When I said I loved you, I meant it.”

196.“Is there any part of you, deep down, that might love me back?”

197.“You were the one that left all those notes for me?”

198.“You’re in a relationship with another person – you know this can’t end well.”

199.“We agreed this was just physical!”

200.“I love you. I know you don’t love me, so don’t say it back.”

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[blissfulparker]

Highschool Sweetheart→p.p.

Parings→Peter Parker x reader

Summary→you write little notes in your yearbook about each person. But what does peters say?

Warnings→fluff

A/n→this was originally a concept post. Someone sent this in and this is the cutest! I forgot who sent it because the person did come off anon so if you’re out there let me know so I can give you the credit for the idea! Update! Their @ is @softstefcn

“Ned we need to do something!” Peters voice cracks as he scoots his desk closer to Ned’s during algebra. Ned perks up and looks at his best friend with a distraught look.

At the end of the year, just about every student bought a yearbook. A large hardcover book with all the high school memories in it. You had one just like everyone else, although you were treating yours differently. You and Betty joked around, you made notes on students you knew. You drew on flashes face, ‘rich brat who is Spider-Man’s fanboy’. Or how you doodled all over brads photo, ‘once a dork, now kinda hot.’ He knew you had to have written one about him.you two were friends and had written one about MJ and Ned, so there was definitely one about him.

He even heard you giggling about it with Betty at lunch the other day.

“What about peter?” She giggled and you look up with wide eyes.

“Our peter?” You asked and Betty nodded as she flipped to a picture of pete.

“Peter Parker...”

Was all he heard before ned rudely interrupted his spying that day and now it hasn’t left his mind.

“What?” Ned looked up and peter looked back over to you.

“(Y/n)’s yearbook. I need it.” He says and ned grows a soft smirk.

“Oh, I see. You wanna write your phone number. That’s cute peter but a little cliché—“ He starts and peter shakes his head.

“No, no, (y/n) and Betty wrote something about me and I wanna know what they wrote.” He looks over and sees you work on the problem. Your lip between your teeth, that meant you didn’t understand yet we’re too scared to ask the teacher for help. He knew your body language very well.

He wanted to know so badly, he wanted to know if you wrote anything about liking him. Or maybe you wrote something about how much you hate him. He needed to know.

“You want to take her yearbook so you can see if they wrote something about you? Of course they did.” Ned says and peter peeks up with a soft smile.

“Do you know what they wrote?” Peter asks and ned shrugs.

“No, but in chemistry I over heard her giggle while she wrote something down and it started with ‘peter Parker...’ that’s all I heard. I don’t know what they wrote but I know they wrote something.” Ned says and peter goes down.

“That’s What I heard at lunch too! Please, I need to know. I wanna ask her out but I don’t know if she likes me.” Peter says and ned rolls his eyes hearing the same conversation as usual when it came to peters little—huge—crush on you.

“Then ask her if she likes you. It’s kinda obvious that she does. That pink skirt you told her she looked good in? She wears that all the time because of you, Betty told me.” Ned says going back to the math problem.

“She does that?” He smiles thinking about you in the pink skirt. “Anyways, I need my hands on that book.” He says and ned puts his paper back in the folder knowing he’s not getting anything done.

“Peter, I get it, you want help from a man who experienced love...” Ned starts and peter furrows his Brows.

“That’s not what I wanted—“

“Just ask to sign her yearbook, I’ll distract her, then when you see what she wrote and I’m sure it’s not terrible. Then ask her on a date to that coffee shop she likes.” Ned gives him advice and peter sees how it’s not that bad.

“Okay, next period in history?” Peter asks and ned nods as the bell rings as if its on cue.

Peter has never been more excited for history. He takes a seat at his desk and taps his foot eagerly waiting for you to waltz on in holding the midtown high yearbook.

There you were, blue sweater and blue jeans, the outfit was simple but peter looked at you like you were the only girl in the world.

“(Y/n)!” Peter smiled as he walked over to your desk.

“Hey pete.” You smile and he looks down at the book.

“Can I sign your—“ He starts but then the last bell rings.

“Parker, take a seat.” The teacher spoke and peter sighed as he made his way back to his desk and sat down in the metal chair. Instead of listening to the teacher he spent his whole lecture looking at you, the way you took notes and the way you would bite your lip when something confused you. He wanted so badly to know what was written in that book about him.

He watched as the worksheet went out as it was now his time to get his hands on that book.

“(Y/n)!” Peter started but quickly brad came in front of him seeming to be wanting the same thing. Peters jaw clenched as he walked over to ned.

“Ned! I need your help!” He whispered and ned looked over to you who seemed a little too friendly with brad.

“Oh right!” Ned smiles as he gets up from his desk and makes his way to start talking to you. Ned inneruped brad and with the sly movement of his hand, he pushed the book over to peter.

Peter signed his name with a small note on the last page before quickly flipping to the ‘pa’ last names.

He skimmed though all of it until he found his awkward year book picture surrounded by hearts.

‘Peter Parker, the prettiest and sweetest boy I know.(also really suspicious)’

was written in black and silver sharpie and it made peters heart flip. You thought he was pretty, wasn’t exactly what he was going for but he looked at other people’s and no one else had Hearts around their pictures and it seemed to be everyone of peters pictures had hearts, you had drew little hearts around the field trip to the stark tower around peters picture.

‘My sweetest pumpkin boy!’ Made peters heart flip as you wrote ‘pumpkin’ as an inside joke from the eighth grade when aunt may made all of you carve pumpkins and peter ended up doing yours to try and show off. That was before he acted weird around people.

Peter grew red and then all of the sudden the last bell rang. You stood up and peter handed you back your yearbook.

“Oh, you signed it?” You asked and he nodded. His beet red face made you nervous, he looked nervous which made you nervous.

“Yep, my signature is under Ned’s.” He smiles akwardly and you nodded.

“Okay...I was wondering if you did the worksheet for math? I need help and you’re the only—“ you start and peter can’t help the word vomit that comes next.

“I think you’re really pretty too!” He squeaks and your mouth falls open and you start to feel embarrassed. He saw what you did to his pictures, like a fifth grade girl, drawing little hearts and love notes around your crush.

You liked peter, a lot, any time you’d try and ask him out he’d get weird and quickly run away. You thought maybe he didn’t like you but he did it to a lot of people. He’d just look down at his phone or look down at his arms that always seemed to have goosebumps even in the hottest weather.

“W-what?” You ask as you start to move out of the classroom.

“You wrote that you thought I was pretty, I think you’re pretty too.” He blushes hard and you smile. You don’t really know what to say, you’ve imagined peter asking you out, hell you’ve dreamed about it every night. But now that it was happening, you feel like you don’t have the right words.

“I—uh...was just playing around!” You grip the book right to your chest. You and peter step off to the side. Peter can’t get his eyes off of you, his eyes locked with yours no matter how hard you try and break eye contact.

“I think you’re pretty, handsome? Whatever. I just didn’t think you liked me.” You tapped your finger nails against the book.

“Why would you think I don’t like you?” He asks and you give him a dumbfounded look.

“Because everytime I try and talk to you alone you run away, it’s kinda rude pete. Actually, it’s really rude—“ something in peter snapped, his heart pounding as he leaned in and pressed a quick peck to your lips.

Your eyes are wide, forgetting what you said before. You felt peter Parker’s lips against yours. The boy you had a crush on sinice middle school kissed you.

“I like—“ He starts but you lean in and kiss him like he did you. Peter let his hands find the side of your arms pulling him closer to you.

“Hey! You two!” Mr. Harrington pointed and you immediately pulled yourself away from peter. “Go home.” He said as if he was tired of catching teens makeout in the hallway.

You have a soft smile on your face as peter is still holding your arms.

“Uhh, you said you needed help with that worksheet from math?” He asked and you laughed s little before letting your hand touch his cheek and then finding His hand and walking down the hall.

“Let’s go, loser.” You smile as you hold peters hand down the hall.

“We should go to your favorite coffee place?” He suggests and you smile knowing that either Betty or Ned told him to tell you that.

“Sure, you can help me and kiss me all you want over a hazelnut latte.”

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[tydelwve]

Rumors {pt. 2}

Characters: Calum x reader

Word Count: 2203

Warnings: angst w happy ending

Summary:  Calum’s statement out of context during an interview leads to a long overdue talk between the two of you.

Beta(s): @cashton-queen

Author’s Note: I hope you enjoyed this little two part story! here’s the last part of it! Feedback is always appreciated! enjoy xx

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{one}

2 AM

You woke up, squinting as you looked at the time on your phone. You groaned as you got out of the bed, making your way to Ashton’s kitchen to see him fast asleep with a few soft snores escaping his lips.

You rubbed your eyes, looking for your keys using only the small amount of moonlight coming through the window. Once you found them, you wrote a quick thank you note to Ashton before heading out the door and to your car.

You noticed a note taped to your window as you unlocked the car, taking it off the window.

You opened the car door to see a bouquet of tulips and some packs of your favorite candy sitting on the passenger seat. You tilted your head in confusion as you climbed in your car, opening the note to read it as the door slammed closed.

Y/N,

I am sorry for all the pain I have put you through these past could months. It was wrong of me to lead you on if I had no intentions of pursuing what we had further.

I know that I said a lot of hateful things to you when we fought earlier this month, but I truly didn’t mean them. I’m just not used to having someone besides the boys that I genuinely want to spend the rest of my life with.

Love is a touchy subject for me. You know that. I didn’t want to fall for you and get hurt. I just failed to realize that I hurt you in the process.

I never meant to hurt, and I hate knowing that I’m the reason for your pain.

I slandered your name because I couldn’t keep my emotions in check. That wasn’t fair to you.

You’re the first girl in a long time that I’ve been hung up on and that alone scared me.

Y/N, I know I refused it countless times that night, but I love you.

I’ve loved you since we were merely friends with benefits. You’re like a drug to me.

If you give me the chance, I would truly like to make it up to you.

My heart is yours,

Squish

You laughed at his old nickname as you clutched the note against your chest.

He loves me, you thought. You smiled to yourself as you sat the note down and started your car and headed home.

Once you got home, you took a quick shower and change into your pajamas before laying down in your bed.

You decided to call Calum, knowing that he was more than likely awake.

After three rings, the line connected and you heard his rough voice. “Hello?” Calum answered, shifting in his bed.

“Hi,” you spoke softly. In all honesty, you didn’t think he would answer. Now that you were meant to be talking to him, you had no clue what to say.

He quickly rose up at the sound of your voice, surprised that you actually wanted to talk to him.

“Y/N! How are you?” he cleared his throat, nervous of what you might say.

“I could be better, but we both know that. How about you? I heard that you’ve had a lot of inspiration for songs on the new album.”

He awkwardly chuckled, running his hand through his hair. “Writing helps me get my mind off things, you know?”

“Yeah, you always would rather write about your feelings than talk about them,” you both fell silent after your statement.

“Y/N… You know I’m not good with feelings, but I’m trying. You saw my letter, right?” he questioned in hopes that you’d give him a chance to talk in person.

“I got it. I was hoping we could talk about things when you’re free,” you nervously trace patterns onto your leg.

“I’m always free for you. How does lunch sound?” Calum stared at the ceiling as a smile crept onto his face.

“It sounds great! Where should I meet you?” you asked, hoping he’d actually let you meet him there.

“If I told you, you’d refuse to go, so I’ll pick you up around one. Put on your best bress, sweetheart,” Calum smirked to himself.

“Calum--”

“I’m not budging, so get some sleep and I’ll see you in a little while,” he yawned.

“Fine,” you mumbled, “Goodbye, Squish.”

Your cheeks heated up after the nickname left your mouth on instinct as Calum’s heart swelled at his old name that somehow grew on him. “Sleep tight, Princess,” he responded as you both hung up the phone.

That afternoon, Calum showed up to your house a ten minutes earlier than expected.

You rushed over to the door and opened it for him. “You’re early,” you noted as he walked in behind you and closed the door.

“Well, you used to always complain about me being late, and I don’t think I can afford being late today.” He fixed his collar, checking you out. “New dress?” he asked and you nodded in response. “It looks beautiful on you. I mean— you look beautiful in everything. This just—this color on your skin…”

You grinned with a raised eyebrow as he rambled. “I’m going to shut up now,” he finished causing you to giggle. “You ready to go?”

You nodded, turning off the light in your house and grabbing your keys as Calum opened the door for you. You locked up your house and got into Calum’s car and he sped down the road.

The ride was silent until you asked, “Where are we eating?”

“Republique,” he responded as if it was no big deal.

Your eyes widened, “Republique?! I can’t afford that, Calum.”

“I know. I’m paying for it. Just enjoy it, okay? I know you love their food,” Calum pleaded, glancing over at you with a small pout.

You reluctantly accepted it and sat back in the seat as you looked outside the window.

Calum wasn’t really sure what to say, so he just took this moment to gather up his words for the inevitable conversation that you two would have.

After he brings the car to a stop at the front of the restaurant, he walks around to open the door for you before giving his keys to the valet, and instinctively places his hand on the small of your back as you both walk in.

“I have a reservation under Hood. Calum Hood,” he tells the hostess, and she leads them to their table.

Once seated and left alone, you cleared your throat, feeling the awkwardness settle in. “I guess it’s time we talk about the fight, huh?” you brought up with dread filling your body.

Calum nodded as he swallowed down the lump in his throat. Everytime he thought of that fight, he couldn’t stop replaying you saying that what you two had was over.

“Can I start off by saying that I’m sorry.  I’m sorry for everything. The fight. The thing I said during the interview that was taken way out of context. I’m sorry for letting you walk out feeling as if you didn’t matter to me-- because you do. You have always mattered, and you will always matter to me.”

You gave a weak smile as tears began to form in your eyes. “It’s not all your fault, Cal. I could have handled everything better, too.”

“You had every right to act the way you did because you took a leap of faith, and I didn’t do anything except push you away after you tried to fix what you said.”

The waiter walked over, giving Calum a passing glance before focusing his attention on you. “My name is Tyler. How can I help you today? Can I start you off with something to drink?” he asked.

“I’ll have a water,” you softly stated.

Calum cleared his throat to gain Tyler’s attention. “I’ll have a water, too. Thank you,” Calum grimaced as Tyler walked away.

You raised an eyebrow. “Something in your throat? Or just  little bit jealous?” you smirked as you looked over the menu for a few minutes.

“What did you expect me to do? He was practically drooling over you!” Calum defended himself as he placed the menu down.

You let out a small giggle as Tyler came back with the drinks. “A water for the man and a water for the beautiful lady,” he smiled at you, “What can I get you guys to eat?”

After you both telling him your orders, getting your food, and a thousand more ogling eyes at you, Calum got fed up.

“Can he not come over here every five seconds?” he muttered and you rolled your eyes at him.

“He’s just doing his job, Squish.”

You both paused as you let the nickname slip from your lips for the second time since you two split. He played with his food as a stupid grin spread across his face.

“I know you’re used to calling me that to piss me off, but I really missed that nickname and you,” he confessed.

“Can you say it?” you softly asked, “I know you told me in the letter, but I’d like to hear it from you.”

He places his hand on top of yours, looking into your eyes. “Y/N, I love you. You are the best thing that has happened and will ever happen in my life. I was dumb to not want to admit that two weeks ago. I shouldn’t have let you go as easily as I did because I want you. I want the ups and downs. I want to call you officially mine and mine alone.”

“Calum, I-- I love you, too, so much. I just-- I can’t just try this again especially this quickly. I need some time to heal and rebuild what we shared before that argument.”

He nodded in agreement. “Can we agree to give us another try in the near future?”

“Is this your way of trying to seal the deal on another date?” you raised an eyebrow.

“I was unaware that this one counted as a date,” he smirked, taking a sip of his drink as he asked for the check.

Before you could respond, you saw the flash of cameras through the window and you both began to look down and attempt to hide your faces from the paparazzi.

“One day. Can we just get one day without a fucking leech?” he muttered.

“You’re famous. They come with the title,” you respond as Tyler takes the check along with Calum’s card.

Breaking News: Calum Hood and Y/N Y/L/N Spotted Having Lunch Together

We know that only yesterday Calum (possibly) slandered  her name, yet they are out together and having a good time for as far as we can tell.

If they are doing things like this without there being any sign of hostility, then we can safely say that Y/N did not cheat on Calum. His words were meant to say how he can’t get in touch with her, she’s only been hanging around Ashton (as we can tell from her Snapchat story and Instagram posts.)

As we’ve posted this quick update, we have reached out to both parties for a response on their relationship. 

If we get a reply, we will update the story, so make sure you’re subscribed for all celebrity news!

You looked up from your phone and at Calum as he parked in your driveway and shrugged, “Well, what we have going on is none of their business. We can tell them what we want when we’re ready.”

“You’re right. Thank you for today. I really appreciate it.” You popped open the door as you got ready to get out.

“Anything for you, sweetheart. I just want to see you happy. If that’s with me, then it’ll be amazing.”

You blushed, leaning over to give him a quick kiss and getting out of the car before he could even register what happened. Calum sat there-- shocked-- for a few seconds before he got out of the car to walk you to your door.

He leaned against the door frame as you sifted through your keychain for the right key to open the door. As soon as you found it, you locked the door, turned to Calum and said, “I’ll see you soon?” He nodded, pulling you back towards him before you could go inside. “Cal, What are you--”

His lips were on yours before you could finish your question and you melted into it. His arms tightly wrapped around your waist as yours wrapped around his neck.

Once the kiss was broken, he loosened his grip, letting you breathe. “I’ll call you tonight,” he stated as he backed away from you with a smile forming on his face, shoving his hands into his pocket.

“Can’t wait,” you beamed with a small wave as you walked into your house, closing the door.

You smiled to yourself as you pressed your head against the door and thought about the kiss.

Calum started his car, feeling as if he was on top of the world.

“Don’t screw this up, Calum,” he muttered to himself as he backed out of your driveway.

~~~

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[supergirlfics]

Can you please write where R is dating Kara and she understand that she's Supergirl and she tries so hard to be supportive even tho it makes her feel like she isn't Kara's top 1 priority. So everytime Kar choose saving others instead of her it slowly makes her feel unimportant but she dont blame Kar at all bc she understand. But then Lena came and she made her feel important and happy. Slowly she fell inlove w/ Lena instead. Can you please make it very angsty? Pretty please?? Thank you!!

There she went again. Supergirl flying from the window as she cut your date short for the fourth time that week. Your heart couldn’t help but sink as you pursed your lips, slouching in your seat.

It’s not that it was exactly Kara’s fault. The city needed her. However, that didn’t stop you from feeling disappointed every time she left to save a burning building or stop the latest alien threat. 

You wished Supergirl would just take a break and leave the hero work up to the police for once. The thought left a sinkhole of guilt in your soul, but you couldn’t help it. Her constant leaving always made you feel like you weren’t important to her. 

It made you feel alone in the relationship.

With a sigh, you turned off Kara’s TV and headed for the door. The lights flickered off and the lock clicked behind you as you headed home.

When Kara’s name came up on your phone the next morning, you ignored the ringing. You weren’t in the mood to speak to her and you could always pretend you had your phone on silent. You were at work, after all.

Unfortunately, you weren’t able to avoid your girlfriend for long. It was only an hour later when she showed up at your office.

There was a knock on your office door and it opened to reveal Kara. “Hey,” she said. Her face was covered in concern. “Can we talk?”

“Come on in,” You motioned. You tried to hide the deep sigh, but it didn’t go unnoticed.

Kara brushed her hands over her shirt nervously. Despite your turmoil toward your girlfriend, you could never get over the fact that Supergirl, hero of National City, could get so anxious. Kara took a seat across from you as she fumbled with her glasses. “Where did you go last night? I thought we were going to finish our movie. I was worried about you.”

“You could have called last night,” You suggested. “Or you could have stayed home.”

“Y/N …” Kara said. “Is that what this is about? You’re mad that I had to leave?”

“No -” You started. “Okay, yes. Look, I know that you’re a superhero. I know you can’t just sit around while the city is in danger, but I just wish that for once, you could put everything on hold. We tried to have four dates this week and not a single one of them lasted over half an hour.”

“I know, and I am so sorry. Let me make it up to you. Please?”

“That’s just it, Kara. You’ve been trying to make it up to me for weeks. I don’t blame you for saving the city. It’s amazing and important. And so are you. People look up to you and trust you to help them. I just wish I could trust that you would be here when I need you.”

Kara looked away, twiddling her thumbs. “So what are you saying?”

You moved around your desk to kneel next to Kara. “I know what you’re thinking, and that is not at all where I’m at. I promise.”

“Then what place are you in?”

“I just - I want to know you’re making an effort. I love you, Kara Danvers. But every time you fly out that window, I can’t help but feel like I’m not as important as everything else in your life.”

“Whoa, hey,” Kara said, gripping your hands. “Don’t ever think that. I love you, too. You are the most important person in my life. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I just feel so guilty for making you feel so bad about yourself. I can do better.”

“You can’t just stop saving the city, Kara.”

Kara opened her mouth to speak, but couldn’t come up with anything to say, and closed it again.

“I know that I’m contradicting myself. I’m confused. I don’t know what to feel.” Tears had begun stinging your eyes.

Kara planted a kiss to the top of your head before pulling you into a tight hug. “We’ll work through this. Together.”

You couldn’t help but notice Lena the first time she appeared at game night. Kara had spoken very highly of her and you could see why. She was very kind - definitely a turnaround to the usual associations of the Luthor name. Not to mention her intelligence. Lena, you decided, was a wonderful addition to the group. 

The two of you quickly became good friends. You looked forward to seeing her every week. And before long, you even started hanging out outside of game night.

You and Kara had been working on your problems. She’d really been trying hard not to ditch you so much, but that wasn’t always possible. She kept you safe, she kept the city safe, and that, you decided, was probably all you could ask for. Your life, you figured, would always be that way.

So when Kara had to run out just as you were about to meet her for dinner, you forced yourself not to cry as you sat alone. 

It was your anniversary.

You were supposed to have a romantic night. But Kara couldn’t even put the cape on hold for that. You had been looking forward to it for ages. She had promised not to let anything come between this night. But the promise was broken. And so was your heart.

Then you saw Lena. She strode into the restaurant alone. Probably to meet someone. However, when she saw you, clutching your phone a little too tightly as you told the waiter your date would be there soon for the fourth time, she didn’t hesitate to move to your side.

“Hey, Y/N,” Lena said. “What’s going on? Shouldn’t Kara be here? It’s your anniversary, isn’t it?”

“Lena, hi,” You said. “Yeah, it is. One year together. But she had a - um - a job and I don’t think she’s coming. I should just - I should go.”

“Wait,” Lena said. “You shouldn’t be alone. Do you mind if I join you?”

“Go ahead.” You were so grateful for Lena. This may have been the worst anniversary in the world, but at least someone was there for you.

Lena took a seat across from you. Admittedly, it felt kind of awkward. The table was set with floating candles and a small bouquet of roses. “She stood you up for a news story?” A look of annoyance - no, anger - flashed across Lena’s face. “I’m so sorry.”

“It was important. I get it. The world doesn’t wait.”

“Yes it can.”

You wished you could explain the situation to Lena, but she had no idea who Kara really was.

“It’s not as if she’s saving lives. She’s writing a report. I am very fond of Kara, but why do you continue to defend her when she stands you up or runs out on you? It seems to happen a lot.”

“She’s just - she’s busy,” You said, but you faltered. Lena had just voiced your very concerns. Despite her efforts, Kara hand’t really gotten any better. After all, if it weren’t for Lena, you would be all alone on your anniversary.

“She showed,” the waiter said. He appeared so suddenly at your table that you jumped. “You must be a very lucky lady to have a girlfriend willing to wait so long. What can I get started for you two?”

“Oh, no. We’re -”

“I am,” Lena said. Her hand jumped across the table to grab yours. She gave you an earnest look, silently begging you to go along with it. 

After the waiter left with your order, you stared, dumbstruck, at your friend. You tried several times to form a sentence, but no words came out.

“You didn’t need the embarrassment,” Lena said simply. “It’s been a tough enough night. I hope that was all right?”

“Y - yeah,” You stammered. “Thank you.”

“How long, exactly, had you been waiting for Kara?”

“A little over an hour. Sixty - seven minutes.”

“You counted the minutes?”

“I know. It’s pathetic.”

“Not at all. Actually, had I been Kara, I would see it as quite endearing.”

Your anniversary dinner may not have been what you expected - it may not have even included the person whose anniversary you shared - but it was amazing. You and Lena talked for hours, catching up since your last meeting, speaking about work. You hadn’t realized until then just how freakishly smart Lena was. Most everything she spoke about in relation to L-Corp went straight over your head, but she was so passionate that you held on to every word, even after she finally noticed the more than slightly confused look on your face and apologized.

“No, go on. It’s important to you, which means it’s important to me.”

You thought you saw the traces of a blush cross her cheeks as she dove back into the monologue. But you dismissed it as nothing more than a trick of the light.

You were with Kara. Not Lena.

“Thank you very much,” You said as you exited the restaurant a few hours later. “It means a lot.”

“Of course,” Lena said. “Did you drive? I can take you home.”

“I drove, but thank you. You weren’t coming to meet anybody, were you?” You realized you had been so wrapped up in your disappointment, you hadn’t stopped to think that perhaps there was somebody Lena had disappointed when she chose to join you.

“No. I came for a night to myself. But I’m very glad I saw you, so don’t get the wrong idea. Are you going to be okay?”

“I will.”

“Text me when you get home,” Lena said. She wrapped you in a hug before striding away toward her car.

The drive home was a mess of conflicting emotions. Lena had been so kind and generous. She even insisted of paying the tab until you finally relented and allowed her. She was so kind. She had gone out of her way to make sure you were okay, changed her plans for you. 

The way her eyes lit up when she saw you. And that smile - that beautiful, intoxicating smile. Not to mention the laugh. The laugh that sent chills up your spine.

No. You couldn’t think that way. You were with Kara. You loved Kara. Lena was just a friend. A good friend and nothing more. But maybe … No. No way. You weren’t developing feelings for Lena. You couldn’t.

You hadn’t expected Kara to be at your apartment when you arrived home. She stood ready with a bouquet of flowers and a very sorry expression. When you opened the door to see her standing there, you were at a loss for words.

“Hey,” Kara said. “I am so sorry I missed dinner. I know I promised nothing would pull me away tonight and then it did. I feel terrible. These are for you.”

“Thank you.” You hesitated before taking the flowers. “I’ll - uh - I’ll put them in some water.”

You set the bouquet down on the counter, but before you could grab a vase, Kara’s arms wrapped around you. “Movie night? I picked up donuts and ice cream.” 

You spun around in her arms, looking up at your girlfriend with tears in your eyes. “I … can’t, Kara. I’m sorry. But I’m tired. I just want to go to bed.”

Kara physically deflated. “Okay. I understand. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

“Sounds good.”

Kara kissed you, but for probably the first time, you felt almost nothing as your lips connected. You were upset, confused, and you needed time to sort our your feelings. Time away from Kara. You rubbed your neck as the door closed behind her. You didn’t think it was possible, but you somehow felt more alone than you had when you realized Kara wouldn’t make it to dinner.

#Supergirl #Supergirl Fics #Supergirlfics #Supergirlimagine #Supergirl Imagines #Supergirl Imagine #Kara Danvers #Lena Luthor #Kara x Reader #Lena x Reader

[scandalousdolan]

“I lost the baby”

Disclaimer: this is a serious and sad subject so I don’t want any of you to get triggered. 

OOF MAN DID I CRY WRITING THIS.

also thank you @tidsoptlmist for your advices love you Suze.

@justanotherdolanblog : UMMM #6 WITH GRAYSON PLEASE I NEED TO CRY?? 

MASTERLIST

When you have someone caring and loving in your life, everything seems to be easier and better. Even the sad moments that wanna make you quit. 

That someone I have is Grayson. I know him since pre school because our parents were best friends with each other. We started off as best friends too, him, Ethan and I would always be up for stupid shit and sometimes Cameron would join our adventures. Both Gray and I loved each other more than in a friendly way and we just kinda knew it but couldn’t admit it. Until freshman year of high school came. The boy I loved more than my life, Grayson,asked me out on a date. 

Ever since that day, our relationship only grew and turned better. I never thought that I would get pregnant at the age of 21 though, but here I am eating for two. Not gonna lie, at first when I found out I was pregnant I was scared as hell. About me not being good enough for my kid or my parents think it’s too early and we’re too young to have a family of our own. But I never doubted about Grayson’s thoughts on my pregnancy. 

We both want to get married and have little Dolans run around the house, so I knew he would be supportive. We told our parents about it and they were happy and excited, but at the same time shocked and a little scared. Now I’m 2 months pregnant and happier than ever.

“Babe are you ready to leave?” Grayson asked me as he entered our bedroom.

“Just give me 5 more minutes” I said.

“Okay” He answered and kissed me.

God after all these years, everytime he kisses me I feel like the first time, when we were 15.

We were getting ready to go to a road trip that Gray had in mind. We would drive all the way to a beach he found and really liked and then we would have a lil picnic there.

We left the house and headed to our adventure. 2 hours passed and we were still on the road, in Gray’s Bronco, blasting music and talking about literally everything.

“Our child is gonna be so lucky to have you as a father” I told Gray and brushed his thigh with my hand.

“A good father needs a good mother by his side, that’s why I have you” He told me and smiled

I reached to kiss his cheek and suddenly everything went black…. 

“Where…where am I?” I opened my eyes and realized I was laying on a bed that wasn’t familiar. I was in a hospital room. 

 “She’s awake”. A doctor said while he walked in the room with 2 nurses. 

“What’s going on? Where’s Grayson? Grayson”. I yelled his name. 

Oh my God. What if something happened to him? I need to know where he is. I need to know if he’s okay. 

The nurses tried to calm me down. “Please try to calm down Mrs. Y/N.” 

“What happened, why am I here and where’s Grayson?” 

“You had a car accident and…” I cut him off. 

“Where’s Grayson? The boy who was with me”. I start panicking. 

 I heard the door open and saw my family walk in. 

“Y/N”. my mom hugged me. She was crying but I figured it was because she was scared of what happened. I started to remember what happened. I went to kiss Grayson and a car hit us from the passengers seat. After that I don’t remember anything. I don’t know who called the ambulance or who hit us. 

“Mom please tell me Grason is okay.”

“He’s fine”. my dad told me and put his hand on my hands.

 “He broke his leg but the doctor did his surgery and everything’s okay”. He reassured me.

“I want to see him please.”

 I basically begged the doctor to take me where his room was. 

“He hasn’t woken up from the surgery. But once he’s awake you will be able to see him.”

 I was a little relieved because nothing bad enough happened to put his life on risk but I still wanted to see him. The doctor looked at me, then back at my family and then back at me and took a deep breath. 

“Y/N I have to tell you something” 

“You…..you lost the baby”. Once I heard those words it was like my whole world fell apart. 

 “What w- what do you-”. I said and start panicking and yelling. 

 “No… no no that’s not true”. I started crying.

 “Listen to me Y/N, you have to be strong”. My dad put both of his hands on each of my shoulders.

 “I was supposed to give birth in 7 months, that can’t be true”. I was now sobbing and feeling weaker than ever.

 “The car crash made you fall and get injured on your stomach…” The doctor started explaining to me how I got hurt but all I could think of was the baby I just lost. After a while someone entered the room.

It was Grayson, sitting on a wheelchair since he broke his leg. How was I supposed to tell him that the child we were both waiting for, was… gone. 

“Y/N baby are you okay?” He said as Ethan, his twin brother, pushed the wheelchair towards my bed. I wiped my tears off and tried to speak as calmly as I could. 

“I’m okay Gray, how are you? Does your leg still hurts? You should be in bed you haven’t recovered from the Surgery". I told him and my voice cracked. 

 “We’ll leave you two alone”. The doctor said and everyone left the room. I sat on the bed and put my hands on Grayson’s.

 “Babe… I have to tell you something serious but you need to be strong.” I closed my eyes for a few seconds, took a deep breath and bit my lip to stop my tears from falling.

“I I- lost the baby” I said and tears fell on my hands.

Grayson said nothing. All he did was look at the wall with a lost expression on his face.

 “Wh-what?” I squeezed his hands. 

“I’m so sorry it was my fault, I should be more careful but I can’t-” He cut me off. 

“Y/N don’t you ever say again that it was your fault. You couldn’t predict the car accident, please don’t ever say that.” He said and started crying. 

 “But-” He cut me off again. 

“No Y/N, don’t say anything else. All I want you to remember is that we will try for another baby, we will get through that. Together. I love you more than you can ever imagine and I’m gonna be by your side no matter how many bad and unfortunate things are gonna come our way. You are strong and I know you can get through this. I will always be with you. ” He said and I hugged him with all The strength I had left.

 "I love you so much Gray you have no idea".

#actuall tears not even kidding #ethan dolan #ethandolan #ethan dolan imagine #ethandolanimagine #grayson dolan #graysondolan #graysondolan imagine #graysondolanimagine #dolan twins #dolantwins #dolan imagines #request

[scenevixx]

Vixx As Boyfriends!!!

[HAKYEON] - romantic pickup lines that makes you melt - teasing you 24/7 - even if you’re in a crowd with many people, he only sees you, and only you - overprotective, he makes sure that you eat well, don’t diet in a wrong way, and sleep well - and if you can’t sleep he will come to your room and whisper some sweet and romantic things to you saying I love you so much what did I do to deserve you// sleep well sleep tight dream of me you cute little one till you fall asleep - also would protect you from builes but using words instead of actions - surprise kisses, mostly on the forehead and lips - if hakyeon catches you talking to any boys even if there’s no intention of cheating on him tHAT BOY IS SO GOING TO GET IT - ^makes sure that he’s around if u’re surrounded by guys - when u’re cold, he will give you a warm embrace and kisses your cheek and say “you silly girl, bring more clothes to a cold country like this! Look, your cheeks are all red because of the cold!!” And what he did makes you so warm - he will bring you to school everyday, and when the girls asked you who’s that hot guy that fetches you to school and before you can talk he kisses your cheek and told them ure his girlfriend making the girls go cRAZY - he makes breakfast for you almost every morning, no matter how nasty it tasted sometimes, you will say it’s nice -you came back home after a few days (camp maybe?) and you went to his room and saw him murmuring some words as he sleeps - as you went closer and he was saying “ahh..I miss y/n so much..y/n when are you coming back? Is she hanging out with other guys?? Is she..” - and he started snoring, you stroked his soft hair as you whispered “I’m here..I’m back…sleep well hak, don’t worry about me” As you kissed his forehead a.k.a the place he loves to kiss you at - he woke up @ the sense of your touch and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was you, his beloved girlfriend -he carassed your cheeks and planted kisses all over it, and then hugging you and telling how much he loves you and how much he misses you when u’re not with him and that he has so much thoughts on his head thinking if u’re going to hang out with other guys that’s not him. - and you told him you miss him so much too, and both of you proceeded with a kiss with both of his hands cupping your face and your hands wrapped around his neck

[Taekwoon] - a very, very quiet boyfriend - mostly shows his affection through actions - rarely talks, but cuddles with you under a soft blanket as your face buries into his warm chest and sings for you in his husky voice till you fall asleep - he will usually tell you his problems comfortably, without worrying you will spread it because he trusts you the most - when he comes back with ridiculously high grades, you will praise him so much till he covers his face and start hiding in the corner because he got shy - before dating you, he writes sad songs about heartbreak and unsuccessful relationships, but after he dated you, he wrote so many happy songs dedicated to you about how love makes him happy - once you can’t find him anywhere and you thought he ran, you thought he left you and you got so scared, you walked to your cupboard containing your clothes(to change and find him) and when you opened it you see Taekwoon munching the snacks you brought in a corner and you were like “JUNG TAEKWOON!! WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO STOP STEALING MY SNACKS TT.TT” but you saw him eating your snacks in such a cute way, ressembling a hungry baby hamster you just…let him be - when you reached college, you have to stay in the dorm in school for awhile. During that time, he sent you alot of letters and you decided to read them when everybody was sleeping.

“ dear y/n, You may find other guys that is better than me in there,you may find a guy that talks more than me and that you probably prefer that kind of affection than expressing love through actions,you may find a guy that stops stealing your snacks 24/7 and hiding in a corner of your room to eat,but I just wanna say I will always love you even if you find another guy.. because nobody can ever replace my heart other than you” Tears started rolling down your cheeks the moment you reached the end of the letter

“ silly boy, why would I leave you? Emotional boy… He must have written too many sad songs when I’m not around with him”

[jaehwan] • had asked you out through singing a song • pet names • a lot of pet names • “baby” “honey” “babe” • he initiates all the pda • he always lends you his clothes especially his hoodie • because he thinks you look really cute in oversized sweaters • personal serenades • every night when you cant sleep he sings for you • every time you feel down he sings for you • basically he sings very very very often to you • not that you mind, aft all it sounds like an angel calling you • dates with him would be so intimate • he’d make something simple like preparing breakfast into a game or something • making pancakes??? lmfao no more like FLOUR FIGHT • oh look now you both look like ghosts cause of all that flour • and then he makes you clean up the mess • but hes a softie so in the end he still cleans it up with you • will bug you to get a pet to keep together itll probably be a fluffy animal like a dog or a rabbit • but he’ll insist on naming it peter or something • xbox at midnight together with a bowl of popcorn • that he might have acidentally tipped over cause he was so agitated playing some racing game • also will not stop playing until he beats you • you eventually let him win because you were tired and he wasnt gonna let you stop until you did so • a m e s s • unless youre physically together, you’ll never not get a text from him in 24 hours • long messages with cute typos, a lot of emoticons and A LOT of ♡s • can literally SENSE when youre having a bad day and goes out of his way to cheer you up • animal impression contests between the two of you!!! • and you also always have high note battles with him even when you know youre gonna lose • your dates are never too extravagant and over the top • he focuses more on making you feel comfortable around him than bringing you to expensive places • lots of selcas • lots of aegyo • overall really sweet and youll never have a dull moment with him

[Ravi] • ngl sometimes you’d feel neglected because hes so focussed on his work • but he senses that and immediately makes it up • by immediately i mean after he finishes this song he just started working on • and by makes it up i mean smooches a lot of smooches physical contact • he’ll never pay you lip service, just lips • no one is allowed in his workplace unless its you so i guess thats kind of fair • altho you do choose not to disturb him since you know how hed rather be alone when working • but on the few instances you do you get spoilers for any upcoming tracks he was working on • and youd chuckle a bit everytime he plays you a guide version of his song that he recorded • because his husky voice singing the guide for girl group song cant not be funny • oh and the dog • butt • you two treat it like your child • he finds it hard to express “i love you” in words to you • and for some reason can only do that through songs • yes he composes songs with you as his muse • prob gets jaehwan to sing the guide instead so you wont laugh • he learnt that the hard way because,,it was supposed to be a serious song when he played a song to you but you ended up laughing when he couldnt reach a higher note • you werent mocking him you just found it really cute • really cute that he tries so hard to make up for all the lack of attention he gave you when he worked • there were days youd enter his workplace and see him just kinda passed out on his desk • no he didnt faint he fell asleep • oh the poor thing working so hard • and so you just kinda look at him and smile • he looked so vulnerable and innocent you couldnt believe it was the same guy in the day • but all dem royalties he earns tho • he easily splurges all those extra cash on you • fancy dinners and buying you stunning gifts • he never really had to say it but you could feel his sincerity in his love • not the most romantic guy but hey hes trying and you appreciate that

[hongbin] - handsome flower boy, all the girls were so envious of you dating such a boy like him - very awkward, he took a long time to tell you he likes you because he’s shy to express his feelings for you - whenever u’re sad, he will always be there telling his dark pasts and doing sets of cringey aegyos to make you laugh - constant teasing that made you so annoyed at the same time entertained - when fruits are served he will be so happy and that when you tried to take one fruit from his plate he will be like “NO THEY ARE MINE!!!” In such a childish manner - but after that he will feed you with those fruits because he loves you so much - he will bring a actual camera when he’s going out with you. He will usually take photos of you without you knowing and you ask him “why are you taking unglam photos of me? I surely look ugly in these photos..” And he kissed your forehead and then telling you that don’t have to worry at the fact you look ugly in these photos because you’re always beautiful - he always wants you to challenge him in overwatch, and that when you say that you will definitely win him, he said “babe, u’re talking to a person that is ranked 7th in the whole world for the character Hanzo” And that when u’re almost gonna win him, he will take away your control and youre like “HEY!! THIS IS CALLED CHEATING!!” and you tried taking the control back from him - but he accidentally fell on you and he was like on top on you and u’re at the bottom(let’s say you both played the game in the living room hence y'all sat on the sofa and played the game). Your heart was beating so fast and you closed your eyes tightly think that he will do something to you. he went closer to you, and he will push your hair behind your ears with his delicate fingers as he whispered

“I love you”

[Hyuk] • omf how does he just turn from that manliness to a baby in like 0.7262 seconds • literally one second he has his hair up and gelled and hes being a gentleman and all • and the next moment his smile just appears and melts all of that manliness away and you just want to protect him??? • but you know in reality hes the one whod protect you because LOOK AT THOSE ARMS • childish fights over the tv remote • and he’d make that high pitch scream when you try to snatch it away and things dont go his way • and the scream scared you so youd let go of the remote • and thus you admit defeat and be forced to watch naruto • it kinda gets rubbed onto you and before you know it youve become an avid viewer of naruto too • hes proud that he influenced you • and on your dates oh my god the forehead • he styles his hair up and reveals the glorious forehead • and he pulls out the chair for you • or at least you _thought_ he was gonna pull it out for you hahah jk nop he sits on the chair • and you look at him like,,, wthyuk man • then he just stares at you like,,,,, what are you waiting for go sit down • have i mentioned that you now like justin bieber too because he blasts his songs everywhere • also ocassionally hits ravi up on helping to compose a song for you • and he wont play the track for you • he’ll sing it live in front of you with the piano and all • aw what a sweetheart • teaches you how to play overwatch • will use the chance to wrap his arms around you to guide you on using the mouse • but i mean he only taught you how to play it so that he can trash you at it and feel good about it • ice cream dates!! • literally you two could be walking down the street and he’d disappear for 0.01727 seconds and return with two ice cream cones • and like in all those romantic shows - you’d have a bit of ice cream at the corner of your mouth • but instead of using his finger to wipe it off he uses it as an excuse to kiss you but he licks the ice cream as well • and afterward he flushes really red and that just makes him cuter • because hes so tall he’d purposely tip toe to tease you so you cant kiss him • but also bends down loads for that lip kiss • and his chest has got to be the absolute best place to ever bury your face in • its so warm and when he embraces you like that you feel so protected and safe • would be the type to splurge on you unnecessarily because he feels like he doesnt do enough for you • when in reality he does • definition of protective boyfriend • like what,,,, do you think those arms are for display only • the other members treat you like a god • because they know if they dont hahah theyll end up like leo in that vixxtv episode (ep 72??)

(Side note: hi!!! This is our first post and we didn’t really have a legit intro but I’m chrissia and the other child in here is Janelle! I did Hakyeon, Taekwoon and hongbin and Janelle did Jaehwan Ravi and Hyuk!!) (yes hi im janelle HAHAH you can tell the difc i guess i use •s and chrissia uses -s so yeah thats cool)

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