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Sweet Talker

Pairing: Jin x OC

Genre: fluff, angst

Word count: 9.8k

Warnings: drinking, lots of shirtless dudes, brief mention of skinny dipping? (does that need a warning?)

Lyrics: Sometimes all I think about is you…late nights in the middle of June. - Heat Waves by Glass Animals

Summary: Isabelle is stuck working on a beach this summer, which wouldn’t be so bad, but everything about it reminds her of her first love. To make matters worse…it seems he decided to take a trip to said beach this summer.

A/N: special thanks to @jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger for the banner ^^

I opened the minifridge in the back of the snack bar. The beach was hotter today than it usually was, and everyone was running to the snack bar in search of cold drinks. I just wanted to be on the beach. Working on the beach was a pretty good alternate if I couldn’t be swimming, though. I could’ve been stuck stocking shelves at a grocery store today instead, which was definitely not something I wanted to be doing.

Once I’d rang up the customer, I leaned against the counter. As much as I loved the beach, I really didn’t want to be here. I’d seen it every year, time and time again, but it always reminded me of the boy I’d met the year I was fourteen. And to be frank, I hated remembering him.

My family lived less than a mile from the beach, so we’d spent nearly every day of the summer at the beach when I was younger. I hadn’t minded much. I’d loved the beach back then. This particular summer, a certain teenage boy and his family had come to spend a whole month at the beach. Being fourteen, I had been more outgoing than I was now, so I’d taken my chances and spoken to the boy, and of course, we’d spent the rest of the month together.

That had been six years ago, but I foolishly still wished to see him again. Because of it, I tended to avoid the beach now. As much as I loved it, I felt strange knowing I still liked a guy I’d known for a month many, many years ago. I was an adult now. I should’ve been able to get over a silly crush I had as a kid long ago.

I sighed and tugged off my apron after noticing what time it was. My break had started. I pulled the little palm tree pin out of my bun and set it down on top of my apron. In my opinion, they tried a little too hard to sell the beach aesthetic to travelers. The whole place was littered with pictures of palm trees and coconuts, and we didn’t even grow coconuts here!

Once I was outside the snack bar, I pulled my phone out to find about sixty texts from my best friend, Ellie.

“Isa. How’s the snack bar? I can’t believe you’re enjoying the beach without me! Save me a pineapple slushie. Mateo is working today. And he is (hot). Why did you never tell me? Did you know that the music store has whole pianos? Like, big, big ones! Isa answer your texts pleaseeeee.”

Ellie was spending her summer working at the music shop, so I wasn’t quite sure how she hadn’t known they sold pianos until now. I laughed as I scrolled through the flurry of emojis Ellie had sent before I finally responded.

“You already knew Mateo was hot. You’ve been pining over him since we were in high school.”

“Oh, look, Isabelle is alive!”

I rolled my eyes.

“Yes, I have a ten-minute break. We’ve had lots of customers today because of how hot it is.”

“You better get a tan for me since I can’t spend my summer on the beach.”

“I’m not in the sun much.”

“I don’t care. Get a tan.”

I laughed, looking up from my phone for a moment to glance around at the beach. I watched as people played on the shore and swam in the ocean. There was a game of volleyball going on, and there were a few people surfing. I paused as I came across one particular young man standing on the beach. He looked oddly familiar. He turned around then, and my eyes widened. Jin. I glanced back down at my phone for just long enough to type out a text to Ellie.

“I’ve gotta go. Text you after work.”

I didn’t bother waiting for Ellie’s response before I bolted back into the snack bar. What on earth was Jin doing here? He hadn’t been here for six years, so why was he here the one year I was working on the beach?

It would be ok. I could survive the next four hours and just hope he wouldn’t wander over here, and then I could go home. Surely he wouldn’t be here the next day, right? His grandparents lived here, so maybe they wanted to do something with him other than hang out on the beach?

Sadly, the world was against me, and Jin was at the beach the next morning. Not only that, but he also decided to come over the snack bar. As he approached, I realized that there was really no way he wouldn’t recognize me. I looked almost exactly the same as I had six years ago, just a bit more mature. And it wasn’t like I could escape and leave the work to someone else, either. No one else was working with me today.

I was mentally planning about five different ways to bury myself in the ground when Jin walked up to the stand.

“Hi, Isabelle! It’s been a while!”

Well, dang it. I wasn’t getting out of this now.

“Hi!” I said a bit too enthusiastically. “Jin, right?”

“Uh…yeah. We hung out together that one summer? Remember?”

“Oh,” I laughed nervously. “Yes, of course. I remember.”

He smiled. “Well, it’s nice to see you. It’s been a long while. You look…gorgeous.”

I glanced down at my work clothes and considered the bun I’d sloppily put in my hair that morning. “Sure, buddy.” Out of all the things I could’ve said in response, why had I said that?

He cleared his throat, and I had to keep herself from looking down at his bare chest. The last time we’d seen each other, he’d preferred to wear swim shirts. He clearly wasn’t fifteen anymore.

“Is there anything you’d like to order?” I asked.

“Do you guys have beer?”

Beer? Who did he think he was, an adult? Oh, wait, he was twenty-one. He was an adult….

“Yeah, we have three different kinds,” I informed him, taking one of each out of the minifridge and placing them all in front of him.

“Do you have an opinion on them?”

“Um. Jin, I can’t drink yet.”

He snapped his fingers. “Right. You’re a year younger than I am.” He picked up the one on the right. “I’ll just take this one, then. How much do I owe you?”

“Three bucks.”

“For the little thing? Wow!” he placed three dollars on the counter and popped the can open.

“Yeah, we have to stay in business somehow,” I told him as I put the money in the cash register.

“That’s true,” he nodded. “Well, see you around!”

I nodded, secretly hoping that I could save myself the embarrassment and never, ever have to see him again.

Ellie was beyond enthused when I told her what had happened that evening.

“This is the Jin? Like Jin who wore his swim trunks inside out at the beach Jin?”

I thought about this for a few seconds. I didn’t recall such a thing happening. “Do we know more than one Jin?”

“You don’t remember that? It was on your birthday!”

“Was it?”

“Yeah. Your mom made him walk all the way back to his grandparents’ house to change.”

“I suppose I may remember this vaguely.” I took a deep breath. “What do I do?”

“You ask him on a date, silly!”

I looked at Ellie like she was crazy. “No.”

Ellie sighed. “Are you ever going to go on a date? You’ve never been on a date with anyone. And Jin’s not even from here, so if the date goes badly, he’s leaving in a month! You’ll never have to see him again!”

Part of me wondered just what would happen if the date went well, though. He would be leaving then too, and I’d be left adrift after spending a summer with a guy I’d fallen in love with. Again.

“Yeah, and if the date goes bad, the two of us will still be spending every day on the same beach together. I can’t risk it.”

“Why not?”

Ellie clearly wasn’t understanding, so I pulled out the only card I knew to play in this situation.

“Are you going to ask Mateo out?”

Ellie considered this for a few moments. Then she shrugged. “Maybe.”

“See? You’re not sure either! So how about we both just not ask them out at move on with life? We don’t need men to fulfill our lives.”

Ellie took this as an invitation to ask Mateo out and use her success as an excuse for me to ask Jin out, though, so that card didn’t work the way I’d expected it to. No matter what she said, I wouldn’t cave. I wouldn’t go on a date with Jin. I wouldn’t. I just needed to get over this dumb crush before the summer was over so that I could go back to my normal life once university started up again in the fall. I could live the rest of my life without Jin. There were plenty of nice guys at the university anyways. I was sure I could date one of them and be far happier than I’d be in a long-distance relationship.

Every day at the snack bar was excruciatingly long as I tried my best to avoid Jin. I just knew I’d say something stupid to him if I was given the chance, so I wasn’t going to give myself that chance.

Part of me really wanted him to return and talk to me again, though. I felt like that silly fourteen-year-old all over again who swooned at just about anything he said. I didn’t like that feeling. It made me feel out of control, and I preferred to have control over everything in my life. Every time my heart jumped in my chest when I saw him, I reminded myself that this would all be over in four weeks. He wasn’t staying, and I wasn’t going to let him take my heart with him. Not if I had anything to say about it.

The bad thing was that it seemed the beach was not the only place I had to avoid him. He was everywhere I went. He shopped at the same supermarket as me, he was eating at my favorite restaurant, and he was even using the same gym as me. Who went to the gym in this town, anyways? You could walk everywhere in town, and the beach gave you more of a workout than the gym ever could. Walking through sand was definitely more of a workout than walking the track. Saying this makes me sound like a hypocrite for having a gym membership, though, so I’ll explain myself: the gym was supposed to be my safe haven from Jin. I also still hated the beach even in the off season, so it was more reasonable to go there than to the beach. No one needs a winter tan, right?

I wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but I had stopped for more than a few seconds to watch him lift weights one morning at the gym. It didn’t mean anything, though. He just had nice biceps. Other than that, I was avoiding him. At least, that was what I told myself. I wasn’t exactly doing everything I could to avoid him. I definitely didn’t stop in the chips aisle at the store to stare at him. And I didn’t sit three booths down from him at the burger place and watched him eat. I also hadn’t bought a pair of binoculars to watch him at the beach.

Ok, so admittedly, Jin was making me do crazy things. I blamed it on the fourteen-year-old inside of me who was floored at the thought of possibly dating her crush. He wasn’t my crush, though. Definitely not.

“I made a really good call on that beer last week. It was actually pretty good.”

“Oh, really?” I asked, leaning against the counter like I hadn’t been watching him playing volleyball with a few other guys just three minutes earlier. “Would you like to buy another one?”

“Actually, can I buy four? One of my friends kept stealing the last one I bought, so I’m just going to get one for each of us.”

I laughed. “Of course. I’ll get you four of them. That’s twelve dollars.”

He pulled out a few bills and handed them to me before picking the drinks up off the counter. “Thanks! I’ll be back for something else later,” he said with a wink.

I wanted to punch my heart for beating faster at that small motion. He was just a guy. A really hot guy, but just a guy. There wasn’t really anything that made him stand out from all the other guys on the beach this summer. He was just a guy I’d known for a month in high school and never seen again.

Ok, so I was doing a really bad job at convincing myself I didn’t have a crush on him anymore. Maybe I needed to get away. We were about a half an hour drive from the mainland, and I could totally take a day or two off work for some time to myself.

So, that’s exactly what I did. I took Friday off that week so that I could have three whole days on the mainland. A vacation was just what I needed. Jin would be off my mind, and I wouldn’t be sweating through my clothes for hours on end. Come to think of it, I should’ve gotten a different summer job. Staring at shirtless guys for hours on end was someone’s cup of tea, but that someone was not me.

Ellie wanted to join me on my little trip, but I was convinced I needed some time to myself, so I left her with her new boyfriend. That was ok. The two of them could spend a lot of time together while I wasn’t there. They didn’t get to spend a lot of time together outside the music store because Ellie spent all her free time with me.

I packed a little bag. I wouldn’t need much for two nights, right? Generally, I had a tendency to overpack, but I wasn’t giving in this time. I was packing light, and I was leaving my dog with my parents. I could spend two nights without him.

The drive to the mainland was far more insane than I’d expected it to be. There were so, so many cars on the road. How had I not realized this many people visited our tiny island during the summer? Sure, I saw many unfamiliar faces every day, but it had never occurred to me that there were this many unfamiliar faces.

By the time I arrived on the mainland, it was nearly noon. I hadn’t gotten out of the house until ten, and the traffic had been horrendous. I was ready for some lunch.

I found a little surf n’ turf shop near my hotel, and just about everything on the menu looked tasty. I was pretty wiped out from all the driving. I always was. It wasn’t often I drove more than a mile, so being in a car for two hours had been really exhausting.

It was only when I sat down to eat that I spotted Jin sitting at one of the tables. I recognized two of the guys sitting with him as guys who lived in town, and there was one guy I didn’t recognize. I blinked slowly as I plopped down into my seat. I’d come here to escape Jin, and he was sitting three tables down from me! I wanted to scream. Then, my worst nightmare happened. One of the guys patted Jin on the shoulder and pointed my way. Jin turned around and smiled as he waved at me.

“Isabelle! Come sit with us!”

I would’ve said no, but I was too socially awkward to stand up for myself, so I crossed the room and sat between Jin and one of the other guys.

“You’re the snack stand girl, right?” the guy sitting to my right asked.

I smiled at him. “Yeah, I work at the snack bar.”

He grinned. “How have I never had that beer before? I swear I’ve shopped at your snack stand.”

I shrugged. I briefly remembered this guy’s name as Yoongi or something, but I couldn’t be sure it was the same person. There were quite a few young men living on the island, and I certainly didn’t know all of them.

“Hey, you got the crab?” Jin asked. “Awesome. Is it good?”

I didn’t want to admit to him that I hadn’t even tried it yet, so I shoved a hushpuppy in my mouth as I broke one of the crab legs.

“What are you doing up here, Isabelle?” Yoongi asked. “Your name is Isabelle, right? I’m remembering that correctly?”

I nodded. “I’m on a vacation,” I mumbled around a bite of food.

“Are you gonna be back in town by Sunday night? One of my friends is throwing a party on the beach that night. You should come.”

“Ohh. Sounds fun.”

“Yoongi’s right. You should come with us,” Jin nodded.

“Oh?” I asked with a mumble.

Now all four guys were staring at me expectantly, and I didn’t have the courage to say no.

“I suppose I could come.”

“Great!” Jin grinned. “Do you still live where you used to? I could pick you up.”

“Oh, you don’t have to-”

“Yeah, she still lives there,” Yoongi assured him, nodding.

How on earth did he know where I lived? Sure, the town was small, but I didn’t know where he lived. Then again, I hadn’t even really seen him until today, and if Jin was talking about me, he probably knew who I was. I didn’t ask questions and instead elected to just eat my crab.

“Isabelle, have you ever been to pier?” Jin asked a few minutes later.

I looked up at him. “We have a pier?”

So, I found myself on the pier with four guys I barely knew. Maybe that wasn’t the smartest idea, but I didn’t care. They all had to be ok guys if they knew Jin. At least, if Jin was still the same guy I’d known six years ago. Ok, so maybe this was still a bad idea. It was ok, though. Jin and Yoongi both seemed to really enjoy fishing, and their friends were fine with watching while getting their occasional turns.

“Have you ever tried fishing?” Jin asked as he threw his line out again.

“Me? Nope.”

“You should try it.” He reeled the line back in and handed me the pole.

I stared at it for a few moments. “Um…so, what do I do?”

“Here,” he stepped behind me and reached for the pole. “May I?”

Truthfully, if it had been anyone else, I would’ve said no, but this was Jin, and the fourteen-year-old inside me was absolutely ecstatic at the thought of Jin pressing his chest to my back to help me fish. My heart was jumping in my chest too, and I momentarily wondered if he’d be able to feel it.

“Yeah. Please.”

He wrapped his hands around mine and guided me through casting the line. I had to admit that I wasn’t sure I could do this by myself if he let me.

“See? You’ve got it.”

I shook my head. “I really don’t.”

He laughed. “Ok. I’ll stay here.”

I felt a tug on the pole a few moments later, and I grinned. “Oh my gosh! Did we catch something?”

I was holding a little tiny fish a few moments later.

“Look at it! It’s so adorable!”

Jin smiled. “Yeah, it is.”

I looked around. “Hey…where did the boys go?”

“We’d had enough of watching you two being all lovey-dovey,” Yoongi informed us when we found the three of them way down at the other end of pier a few minutes later.

I laughed awkwardly as I realized what he was implying. “Well, I had some other things I planned to do today, so…. I’m going to head out now. It was awesome fishing with you guys, although I have to admit I was so awful at it I’m not sure I’ll do it again. Um…yeah. See you guys Sunday!”

Then I ran off before I had another chance to embarrass myself.

The rest of the weekend was spent doing whatever I could find on the mainland. I had to admit, there really wasn’t much to do here. Our little island had more interesting things to do than this place did. And it had my favorite snow cone shop, which was arguably the most important thing to have in your day-to-day life. Especially when you lived on an island off South Carolina. Nothing was more important than snow cones and surfing. Or shark fishing, if you were Ellie’s dad.

I headed back home as soon as I checked out of my hotel on Sunday. I’d planned on staying longer, but I couldn’t really think of anything else to do.

As soon as I got back into town, I headed straight for the music store. Ellie was working today, and I figured she could use some company. Except that she clearly didn’t, considering she and Mateo were making out behind the counter when I walked in.

“Whoa, lovebirds, not during office hours,” I complained, announcing my presence.

Ellie shoved her boyfriend away and spun around. “Ohhh heyyyyy. What are you doing here? I thought you were in Bluffton until this evening?”

“Uh, yeah, I was supposed to be. That place was awfully boring, I have to admit. There was nearly nothing to do besides go to Walmart!”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“When you have nothing to do but shop at Walmart for two days, it’s pretty bad. And, you won’t believe this, Jin was there with three of his friends.”

“He was at Walmart?”

“No, Ellie! I-” I shook my head. “He was in Bluffton on Friday.”

Ellie grinned. “Awesome. Did you say hi to him?”

“Yeah. I ate dinner with them and then we went to a fishing pier and fished for a while.”

“Ooo. Did you guys do anything?”

“…we fished.” I squinted. I could see where she was going with this. “Ok, actually, I’m going to go home. I have a party to get ready for anyways.”

I could faintly hear Ellie asking what party, but it didn’t matter, because I was already out the door.

When I got home, I practically overturned my closet looking for an outfit. I had no idea what to wear. What was the dress code for beach parties? I’d lived on an island my entire life, but I’d never gone to a beach party. That sounded absolutely ridiculous, but it was the truth. Unless you counted the birthday party my aunt threw for my cousin when he turned six. That didn’t seem like the same thing, though.

I finally settled on a tank top and some skimpy shorts over my bathing suit. Considering this was by the beach, we were definitely going to be swimming. And if not, I could always just look hot in a bathing suit. My body wasn’t exactly what the locals called a beach body, but who cares?

Jin picked me up at five-thirty on the dot. I liked that a little too much. Punctuality tickled some part of my brain that was most likely feeding my want for perfection at all times. As I slid into the sports car, something occurred to me.

“Is this your car?”

“Yeah. I live upstate now, so I drove down here. Taking a plane would’ve taken just as much time out of my day.”

I laughed. “South Carolina is a long way from Arizona.”

“That it is,” he nodded. “My parents got tired of the weather being in the hundreds so often, and my dad got a new job a few years ago.”

“I see,” I nodded. “My parents still rent out beach houses for a living. And my mom works at that jewelry shop.”

“Awesome. You’ll have to take me down there and pick out some earrings for me.” He flicked his earlobe, and for the first time ever I noticed the earrings in his ears.

I gasped. “When did you get your ears pierced?”

“Tenth grade. All the boys from drama club made a pact and we got our ears pierced together,” he laughed. “I haven’t had a clip-on fall off my ear since.”

“Wow, are you sure you’re the Jin I met six years ago?”

He shrugged. “I always imagined you working at the Piggly Wiggly instead of on the beach, so I’m not sure I know you either.”

I snapped my fingers. “Actually, I did apply there. Working on the beach is nice, though.”

“Do you think we’ll get to see the stars tonight?”

“Oh yeah. The beach is the best place to see stars as long as the vacationers aren’t using strobe lights on their decks.”

“Strobe lights?” he asked in shock.

I nodded. “You’d be surprised what goes on. One time, I saw a drunk couple in their forties skinny dipping at one am. I was horrified. I haven’t been to the beach past ten since.”

Jin laughed. “Remind me to never get drunk by a body of water.”

I nodded. “If you do, I’m driving you straight home.”

It wasn’t long before we were parking near the beach, and the two of us walked the rest of the way to the party. One of Yoongi’s friends had parents who owned a beach house, and he was hosting the party there tonight. The bad thing was that his driveway had room for about three cars, so the rest of us had to park about a mile away.

“Yooooo, Tin Jin! You made it!” a tall guy with blond hair exclaimed as he hugged Jin.

“I told you not to call me that,” Jin grimaced as the guy crushed him.

“I told you it was because of the bucket you had on your head last week.”

Jin shook his head. “Still don’t call me that. Jin is fine, though.”

The guy nodded, seeming to get the memo this time. “Yoongi’s in the kitchen.”

There turned out to be a very large stash of snacks in the kitchen, so the three of us ate as Yoongi and Jin chatted.

“Hey, Isabelle, your birthday is soon, right?” Jin asked eventually.

I smiled. “Yeah, next week, actually.”

“You’re turning twenty-one, right? We’ve gotta get you some alcohol.”

I laughed and shook my head. “That’s ok. You don’t need to do that.”

“Come on,” Yoongi nudged my shoulder. “There’s got to be something you want to try. Beer? Wine? Whiskey?”

“Actually, wine sounds good.” I shrugged. “Maybe champagne too.”

“Ah, the lady does have demands,” Jin teased. “Anything in particular? Or should we just choose something random?”

“Hey, whatever you find is fine. I don’t plan on getting too drunk, so just don’t go wild with your options.”

“All right. Is there anything else you’d like to do? The last time I was at your party was when you were fifteen, so I’m sure you’re not too interested in everything rainbow themed anymore.”

I glared at him. “We don’t talk about that.”

“So…the answer is yes, then?”

“You’re mean.”

“You were at her fifteenth?” Yoongi asked.

Jin nodded. “I was here in June.”

“You didn’t come to my fifteenth!”

“Yeah, cause it was in March,” Jin stated matter-of-factly. “I had school.”

“It was over spring break.”

“And I lived on the other side of the country. It’s ok. I was here for your twenty-first.”

Yoongi shook his head. Then he looked at me. “Look, he was already more committed to you than he was to me at fifteen.”

I glanced between the two of them. “I beg to differ. You two know each other far better than I know either of you.”

“You didn’t tell her about the great meltdown of 2018?”

Jin reached across the counter to shove Yoongi’s arm.

“What? What are you talking about?” I asked.

Jin laughed. “It’s nothing.”

Yoongi blew out a long breath. “I wouldn’t say that visiting every house in that neighborhood was nothing.”

“Yoongi!”

Yoongi looked at me. “Did you really never find out?”

I was still confused. Did he mean Jin had been looking for my house? If so, why? The two of us had made no point of keeping in contact after we were fifteen, but he’d come looking for me two years later?

“Yeah. You guys were out of town that week. Did the neighbors never tell you?”

I shook my head. I’d never heard anything of this.

“Yoongi,” Jin said through gritted teeth. “Shut up.”

Yoongi leaned back against the counter and crossed his arms before smiling. “Ok. I’ll shut up.”

I shoved about five more grapes into my mouth so that I didn’t say something stupid. Had Jin spent the past six years missing me too? Was I not totally insane for being in love with a guy I’d known for a month? The thought of him reciprocating my feelings made me feel even more insane. There was no way he did. Yoongi had to be lying. Except…Jin was rather mad at him for saying all of that.

“You said there’s a pool out back?” I asked after I’d swallowed all those grapes.

Yoongi nodded, so I abandoned the two of them and left my clothes on one of the beach chairs before jumping in the pool. Most of the guests had decided the beach was better than the pool, apparently, because there was one other person in this pool.

After completely soaking myself in water, I sat in the hot tub for probably longer than was healthy. When the hot tub didn’t feel hot anymore, I jumped back into the pool, which now felt ice cold. I squeaked as the water soaked through my swimsuit. I shouldn’t have come tonight. I was headed back to Columbia in two months, so the two of us would be split up regardless of whether he was here or home with his parents.

Eventually I found myself soaking wet and laying on a pool chair as I stared up at the stars. I had been right. The stars looked great from here, especially where there weren’t streetlights blocking my view. Why didn’t we take advantage of our beach houses more often? Sure, we rented them out to people, but there were the occasional nights that no one was staying there.

It was only then that I realized how late it really was. One check of my phone confirmed that it was already nine. How long had I spent in the pool, exactly?

That night, I laid in my bed wide awake after successfully washing and combing all the chlorine from the pool out of my hair. Jin had come looking for me years ago. I’d never even tried. His grandparents had lived down the block from me this whole time, and not once had I thought to go over there and ask for his contact information. How stupid was I?

I rolled around in bed, considering everything that had happened in the past few days. Jin had to like me. Why else would Yoongi be making all these random comments otherwise? I didn’t know how to feel about this. On the one hand, I wanted to date Jin. On the other hand…were long-distance relationships during university really the best idea? I picked up my pillow and screamed into it. Maybe I should never have gotten that job at the snack bar.

Work started again the next day, but it wasn’t for about a week that I discovered Jin hadn’t gotten tired of the beach yet. This was the first time I’d really seen him swimming in the ocean. I couldn’t really tell what he was doing from where I was standing, but he was definitely in the water. He’d spent most of the time I’d watched him either making sandcastles or playing volleyball.

It was around noon when he finally wandered over towards me.

“Hey, have you ever seen the seashells here?”

I didn’t want to tell him that I’d gone searching for seashells many, many times since I was little. I glanced up to find him holding a huge shell in his hand, and my eyes widened.

“Wow! I’ve never pulled one that big!”

“Really? It took me about three hours to find one this big. One of the boys found some huge sand dollars. You’ll have to come out later so I can show you.”

“Well, I get off at four. Maybe I can run home and get my bathing suit then.”

“Cool! We’re doing barbeque at Yoongi’s house tonight. Wanna come?”

“Sure! When is it?”

“We’re gonna head over there at five to get the grill started. One of his friends bought a bunch of steak and shrimp and other stuff.”

“Ok, I’ll tell my parents that I won’t be joining them for dinner.”

I had to admit that it was a little weird to be spending so much time with a group of people I didn’t know, but it was worth it to spend time with Jin. It seemed that he didn’t know many of the people at these gatherings either, so I was good company to him. Although, did we really know each other any better than the other people there?

After I’d run home to get my bathing suit, Jin and I waded out to where the water was deeper to search for sand dollars.

“Have you ever done this? Yoongi said you need to dig around with your toes…”

It was much easier to do that now that the water was reaching my shoulders.

“Oh! I found one!”

I used my toes to pull it out of the sand, and then I grabbed it and pulled it out of the water.

“Well, would you look at that,” he laughed. “You’re good at this. Ooo! I think I got one!”

Once his was out of the water, the two of us compared them.

“Yours is bigger,” I laughed. “Probably because my toes are smaller.”

He took this as an invitation to pull his foot out of the water and wiggle his toes in my face. “These are bigger than yours?”

Before I could even shove him, he lost his balance and fell into the water. He resurfaced a few seconds later, coughing out water.

“I lost the sand dollar!” he exclaimed. “We have to make sure they’re put down on the floor or they won’t survive!”

I quickly placed my sand dollar back in the sand using my foot, and then the two of us swam around for a few minutes looking for Jin’s sand dollar.

“How big was it?” I asked.

He made a circle with his hands to imitate the sand dollar’s size. “It was about this big!”

I held up a sand dollar. “Is this it?”

He swam over to me and examined the sand dollar in my hand.

“Probably. Let’s put it back. I think it’s about time to head to Yoongi’s place.”

Once we got back into the shallow water, I went off running.

“Try to catch me!”

“Hey! That’s not fair! You got a head start!”

“Your legs are longer than mine!”

Yoongi’s house wasn’t too far from where we’d been, so we walked. It wasn’t the most comfortable thing to walk in sand-coated sandals, but I’d deal until we were on solid concrete.

“You know, I could get used to living on the beach like this,” Jin admitted.

“Do your parents live out west?”

He nodded. “Just about as west as you can get in this state. My grandparents wanted them to move closer, but my dad’s job took them to Greenville. I could always move down here if I wanted to. It’s nice to be with my parents, though.”

“Should we go to the jewelry store this weekend? You’ve gotta get some earrings before you leave, right?”

He laughed. “That’s right! We should go around and see if we can find some good alcohol while we’re at it. Your birthday is Monday, right?”

“Hey, you remembered!” I grinned. “I’m taking the day off. My parents wanted to take me canoeing, and then we’re doing a dolphin boat tour in the afternoon.”

“That sounds cool! Is there a time we can get together?”

“I’m sure we can do something for dinner. The dolphin tour ends around seven.” I paused. “Do you want to come on the dolphin tour with us? The guy taking us is one of my dad’s friends, so he’s just taking the three of us. I think we could cram one more in.”

Jin laughed. “Sure, I’d love to come! You think your parents remember me?”

“Well, Ellie sure remembers you.”

“Is she the one who wore nothing but braids the whole summer?”

“That’s her!”

“I’m just memorable,” he nodded with a wink.

Yoongi’s place was a lot smaller than I’d expected it to be. Despite the fact that there were about four bedrooms in the house, there weren’t a bunch of open floors like the house we’d been at last weekend. He had a modest little living room and a kitchen, and the back yard was pretty small and grassy.

“Jin, can you watch the grill for a few minutes? I need to go check on the potatoes.” Yoongi asked – informed, more like – the moment he saw Jin. He was already inside before Jin could respond.

“Hey, did you get to see the stars on Sunday?” I asked. “They were pretty bright from the pool.”

“I don’t think I did, no,” Jin shook his head. “I didn’t go outside much while we were there.”

“You’ll have to see them tonight.”

“Will I?”

“Of course!”

Surprisingly, Yoongi’s barbeque was a lot more peaceful than the party we’d had on Sunday. Granted, there was much more food and far less talking, but there was no drama, and Yoongi wasn’t spilling Jin’s secrets today.

A few of the guys offered me beer, but I insisted that I was waiting until Monday. If I didn’t have the experience of trying alcohol on my twenty-first birthday, was it even a special day?

The next morning, Jin and I headed over to see my mom. Morning meaning more like afternoon, because I wasn’t even awake until eleven.

“Did your mom work here before?” Jin asked as we walked down the street. “I don’t recall.”

I shook my head. “She wanted something else to do besides taking care of our beach houses.”

I backed into the door and listened as the bell jingled over my head.

“Wow, this place is tiny!” Jin exclaimed.

“Isabelle! Is this Jin? My goodness, he’d gotten tall!”

I laughed. “Yeah, Mom, this is Jin. He wanted to come find some earrings.”

“Oh, we have a lot of those,” Mom laughed as she walked around the counter. “Anything in particular you were looking for?”

“Not really. I just wanted to look around. Most of my earrings look the same,” Jin admitted.

“You should get some dangles!” I encouraged him.

He picked up a pair of huge earrings. “These?”

I cringed. “No.”

“Ok, you tell me what you’d pick for me, then.”

I walked a few laps around the shop as I looked. What should I choose for him? I didn’t know him all that well, but I knew he did look good in the earrings he was wearing now. There was definitely a reason he always wore those.

I noticed Jin watching me out of the corner of my eye. This made me a bit embarrassed, but it didn’t matter. I had to be particular about what I chose. These would be one of the few things he remembered me by when we parted ways, that was for sure.

Eventually, I found a pair of earrings I thought would fit him well. I pulled them out and held them up.

“What do you think of these?”

“Chains?”

I nodded. “They’d look good on you, don’t you think?”

“I’m not sure,” he laughed. “I’ve never worn anything like that, not even in theater.”

“Great! Something new for your collection, then!”

“I supposed so.” He took the earrings from me and held one of them up next to his ear. “What do you think?”

“It looks awesome! We should definitely get those!”

He nodded. “All right, we’ll get these ones. Should we head to the liquor store now?”

“In a few minutes. I need to talk to my mom real quick and pay for these. We should get some snow cones on our way out. What do you think?”

“That’s a great idea! I’ll wander around outside while I wait for you, ok?”

I nodded, and he left the shop. I walked over to the counter and paid my mom for the earrings.

“Do you like him?” she asked.

“What? Where would you get an idea like that?”

She gave me her all-knowing look, and I sighed.

“Ok, maybe I like him a little bit.” I was quick to change the subject. “There’s something I wanted to ask. Jin wanted to spend my birthday with me, and I was wondering if it was ok if I bring him with me to the dolphin tour?”

She laughed. “Of course! It’s your birthday. As long as he’s not joining us for canoeing. It’s too late to add him now.”

I shook my head. “I know that. Besides, I do want to spend some time with just you and Dad on my birthday.”

“Of course. Did he say you were going to the liquor store?”

I nodded. “He and Yoongi said that I should try a few kinds of alcohol on my birthday.”

“Oh, did they? Be safe, whatever you do.”

“Don’t worry, I will.”

After Jin and I got our snow cones, we headed over to the liquor store.

“It is legal for me to go in here, right?” I asked.

“Yeah. You just can’t buy anything.”

The two of us browsed the different wines and champagnes as we ate our snow cones.

“Have you ever had any of these?” I asked as I looked at a bottle of wine.

“Not most of them, no. I haven’t drunk much, to be honest. I’ve had beer here and there, but that’s about it.” He pulled out his phone as it chimed. “My mom suggests rosé.”

I nodded. “I guess we’ll get that and some champagne, then. But…which one?”

He ran his hands over a few bottles. “Maybe this one?”

“I suppose that should be fine. Does Yoongi have any suggestions?”

“I’m sure he’ll already have bought them if he has any,” Jin laughed.

I smiled.

As we walked around the liquor store, I considered how long it had been since I’d really spoken to Ellie. Maybe a week wasn’t that long to go without talking to your friend, but it was definitely a long time for us. Usually, we spent a day around each of our birthdays together, but she hadn’t even asked what I was doing for the day. I would’ve invited her to hang out with me when I went over to Yoongi’s, but she wasn’t old enough to drink yet, so she would’ve probably just felt left out. It felt strange not talking to her. Sure, we’d both been busy, but even when we’d been in college, we’d taken time to text each other at least once a day.

I texted her that night when I got home. The response I got was short.

“Teo and I have been hanging out. Sorry. Maybe we can get together next week.”

Well. I guess that told me where we stood.

I ended up walking over to Yoongi’s by myself come Monday. I’d headed home for a quick change of clothing before I headed over, so Jin had gone by himself. As I walked, I realized that I was feeling pretty out of it. My best friend had abandoned me. On my birthday, of all days. It wasn’t like I had other friends to see either. Sure, I had Jin and Yoongi, but as sweet as they were, it wasn’t the same. They were two people I’d barely known for three weeks. I’d known Ellie since third grade.

Maybe this was my fault. I hadn’t really made the effort to talk to her since I’d gotten back in town, so maybe she was mad at me about that. Our conversation at the music store hadn’t ended all that well since I’d run out of there, so it would be reasonable if she was mad at me. That didn’t mean it felt good to be ignored on my birthday, though.

I was just going to let it go. Tonight, I was going to have a good time with Jin and Yoongi and a few bottles of alcohol. We had a little over a month until school started up again, so I was going to make the most out of these next few weeks, with or without Ellie. I knocked on Yoongi’s door.

“It’s open,” I heard him call from inside.

I stepped inside and headed to the living room. Suddenly, all the lights turned on.

“Surprise!”

My eyes widened. “What?”

I glanced around. There weren’t that many people here, but it was more than I’d been expecting. Jin, Yoongi, my parents, Jin’s grandparents, Ellie, and Mateo were all here. There was a cake on the kitchen counter, and there was a banner hanging over the fireplace that read ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ISABELLE!’ It was clearly handmade, and I’d recognize Ellie’s handwriting anywhere. She hadn’t been mad at me.

“We decided to surprise you,” Jin smiled. “What do you think?”

“I think this is awesome!” I hugged him. “Thank you!” I turned to Ellie. “And you! Get over here!”

She laughed and crossed the room to hug me. “We surprised you, right?”

“You sure did! I thought you were mad at me!”

She scoffed. “Mad at you? I could never be mad at you!” She paused. “Actually, I am a little mad that you’re drinking without me tonight.”

“Don’t worry. We can do it on your birthday too.”

“I’m lucky school doesn’t start before my birthday this year.”

It turned out that Jin and Yoongi bought a few more bottles than I’d picked out on Saturday. We didn’t need much for eight people, though.

“Can I at least smell yours?” Ellie asked as I poured a glass of wine.

“You can smell it,” I nodded with a laugh.

She leaned in close to me. “So, any progress with the boyfriend?”

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

“Ok, fine. Any progress with Jin?”

“What kind of progress?”

“Have you guys…” she lowered her voice even further. “Kissed?”

I scoffed. “No.”

“What? What do you mean you haven’t kissed? You guys have been hanging out for a whole week!”

“Yeah, well, we’re not you and Mateo.”

She shook her head. “You guys have to kiss at least once before he goes home.”

“No, we don’t. In fact, I’d rather we not kiss.”

“Why?”

“I can’t be in a relationship with him, El. He lives up in Greenville.”

“Which is what, an hour from Columbia? Don’t be dramatic. You two could totally date. I’m gonna be down in Florida, and Mateo and I are still going to find a way to make it work. Relationships aren’t just kissing, you know. You can have a meaningful conversation over the phone.”

“All I’ve seen you and Mateo do is kiss. Are you sure you’re the person who should be telling me this?”

Ellie slapped my shoulder. “Oh, shush. Just listen to me.”

“I don’t think I will.”

It was hours before the party ended. The vast majority of us had clearly drunken. Mateo took Jin’s grandparents home, and that left the rest of us to clean up.

“That was the best birthday party I’ve ever had,” I laughed as I stacked the paper plates we’d used. “Yoongi, that wine you bought was awesome.”

“I’m glad you liked it. That’s one of my favorite ones.”

Jin tugged on my sleeve. “Let’s go outside. The stars are bright tonight.”

I followed him out to the backyard eagerly. Yoongi’s place was completely dark, so if we laid on the ground, we could see the stars pretty well. Jin sat down in the grass and tugged my hand, beckoning me to sit down with him. I joined him, and the two of us looked up at the sky together.

“There’s not many constellations.”

I hummed. Regardless, the stars were pretty. My own yard wasn’t really a great place for viewing stars. I lay down in the grass. This was a moment I’d put in my back pocket and keep forever. If I wasn’t too drunk to remember it, that was. I couldn’t remember how much I’d had to drink.

“Hey, Isa?”

“Yes, Jin?”

“Can I kiss you?”

He was still sitting up, so it didn’t take much effort for me to look at him. My logical mind would’ve told him no, but I had at least three glasses of various kinds of alcohol in me, so I wasn’t thinking straight.

“Yeah. Kiss me, Jin.”

He looked conflicted for a second, but then he leaned over me and kissed me. I grinned like a fool against his lips.

“This is my first kiss,” I mumbled.

“I shouldn’t have kissed you while we’re drunk,” he decided. It was too late now.

But of course, alcohol had taken all reason out of our heads, so we kissed under the stars for a few moments.

“I think I need to go home, Jin,” I giggled. “I can’t keep my eyes open.”

“You could sleep in one of Yoongi’s spare rooms.”

I hummed. “Why does he have so many spare rooms, anyways? He’s twenty-one. He can’t be rich enough to own a whole house.”

“Yeah…it’s one of his dad’s houses.” Jin’s eyes widened, and he smacked his palm over his mouth. “Don’t tell him I told you.”

I laughed stupidly, like a drunk person would. I wouldn’t remember this in the morning. I wouldn’t remember any of this. I wouldn’t remember who owned Yoongi’s house…and I wouldn’t remember my first kiss….

I woke up on my own bed the next morning with about four blankets piled on top of me. Had I walked home? I couldn’t recall. As I blinked at my wall, I remembered what had happened the previous night.

I flew out of bed and ran to my bathroom before staring at myself in the mirror. I’d kissed Jin! Was I an idiot? This was going to ruin my life forever!

I ran back into my room and dug through my sheets, finally coming across my phone. I had a few texts from Jin.

“Good morning! Yoongi’s dragging me out for breakfast. He said food is good for hangovers or something. I don’t know how to tell him I don’t have a hangover. Would you like to meet up later today? Maybe I could take you on an official date.”

I threw my phone down on my bed. This was not supposed to happen! Dating Jin was supposed to just be some wild dream I had to carry me through the summer, and then real life would resume when I went back to university. I picked up my phone and replied to him.

“Sorry, I have work! Maybe we can meet up later?”

I didn’t wait for his response before jumping in the shower. Even if Jin didn’t have a hangover, it appeared that I did. Hopefully I could make it through work today without any issues.

I hated how my heart jumped when I saw Jin’s response of a few hearts and a kissing emoji. I was supposed to be immune to him by now. I’d lived this long without him, so surely I could live the rest of my life without him. University wasn’t the place to be in a relationship, especially one that was long distance.

I shoved my phone deep into the pocket of my shorts, and then I headed to work. I didn’t know when Jin was leaving, but I hoped it was soon. The sooner he left, the less it would hurt to let him go.

I met up with Ellie for dinner that evening, and I could tell she wanted to rip out every last hair on my head after I told her what had happened.

“You idiot! He’s clearly whipped for you, and you won’t even give it a chance?”

“I can’t let myself get attached, El.” I frowned as I felt tears flood my eyes. “I got attached the first time, and it hurt so bad when he left.”

“But, Isa, this isn’t the same as last time. You’re both adults now. The world is so much smaller than it used to be. You guys are so close you could drive to see each other during the school year.”

I shrugged. “I just can’t.”

“Is there anything that could make you?”

“Well, if we lived in the same town or something, maybe we could make it work, but….”

Ellie sighed. “Come on, Isa. This is silly. You should go talk to him.”

I shook my head. “I’m not going to. I’m just going to have to let him go.”

It was clear Ellie was having none of my sulking, so I sulked at the snack bar instead. As much as I really didn’t feel like working, it gave me something to do during the day. Jin hadn’t been around on the beach, either, so I didn’t really have a reason to avoid my job. He was probably fishing with Yoongi. I vaguely remembered them talking about going shark fishing at some point, and a place with a bunch of little kids really wasn’t the place to do that. Thankfully.

My luck ran out on Friday, though. Jin came walking up to the stand just like he had the first day he’d been here. Once again, I was trying to find all the ways I could bury myself in the sand.

“Hey, Isa,” he smiled at me. “You haven’t been answering my texts. What’s up?”

“Uh, I can’t really date you. I’m sorry if I mislead you.”

“Oh.”

That pretty smile he’d had on his face before disappeared now, and I felt guilty for making him feel so.

“That’s ok. I’m headed back to Greenville next week.”

“You are?” I asked in distress. I shouldn’t have been upset, really. This was what I’d been saving myself from by ignoring him.

He nodded. “My parents wanted to see me for a little while before I have to head back to school. I’ll see you next summer, I guess?”

I offered him a small smile. “Right. Next summer.”

I didn’t let myself be disappointed when he left the next week. Ellie dragged me out to say goodbye to him, but all I could offer him was a wave as he drove away. I was letting all this go.

It wasn’t until Ellie’s birthday party that I finally let it all out. Three glasses of wine was clearly too much for me. It kept me saying things I’d never intended to reach the world.

“I shouldn’t have said no to him, El. He’s the sweetest man alive, and I let him go all because he lives too far away,” I cried. “I’m such an idiot.”

“Yeah, you are.”

Man, she could’ve at least softened the blow.

“I should call him,” I decided.

Ellie was too quick for me, though. She whipped my phone out of my hand before I could even unlock it.

“We don’t make hasty decisions while drunk, Isa. Remember what happened last time?”

“Yes, I kissed Jin. Now give me my phone.”

Except that alcohol also seemed to take away my coordination and strength as well, so getting my phone away from Ellie was a lost cause. I finally gave in and laid across her lap.

“Tell me I’ll forget about him when I go back to university, El.”

“You’ll forget about him when you go back to university.”

“I know you don’t mean it.”

She laughed. “I know you know.”

School started not too long after that. I had to admit that the two-hour drive up to Columbia felt even longer than it was supposed to. Sitting in a car for more than ten minutes felt like torture.

By the time I’d unpacked my car, I was starving. It wasn’t near dinnertime yet, but I was going to eat anyways. There were about fifteen fast food places within a mile of the school, so I settled for some pizza. Granted, no one besides a professional football player needed an entire pizza to themselves, but I didn’t care. I was going to eat as much of this pizza as I pleased without anyone judging me. Ok, my roommate would probably be judging me. But it wasn’t any of her business how much pizza I ate.

I was happily walking out of the pizza place with my dinner when I looked up at the man who was holding the door for me.

“Jin? What are you doing here?”

He pointed a thumb back to my university. “I go to the UofSC?”

I ended up sharing my pizza with him as we sat at a nearby park and chatted.

“You’ve gone here for two years? How have I never seen you?”

He laughed. “I have no clue.”

“I’m so sorry about what happened after my birthday. I just couldn’t handle long-distance.”

He nodded. “It’s ok. I understand. I just wish we’d actually talked about it. Maybe we wouldn’t have been upset at each other?”

I smiled.

“So, what do you say? Now that we’re in the same place all year…can I take you on a date?”

I had to admit, I’d never expected things to turn out this way. I’d never even considered him being at the same school as me, but I’d gotten that miracle after all.

If we shared a few kisses under the sunset that evening, no one but us knew. It was pretty amazing that we had the assurance of spending the next two years together.

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A/N: I decided to change the point of view like 2000 words into this so hopefully this was edited well enough that you can't tell. Not really sure how on earth I got this plot from the lyrics but you know 😂

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TGCF SPOILERS (Book 3)

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Without further ado, thoughts on chapters 153-157!!!

Sjjsjdjdjf, the three tumors give me the same vibes as those super popular, but very problematic cliques you see in schools, lol

Speaking of three tumors I STILL MISS SHI WUDU JEISJDJDJDJ Every day I live in a fantasy that someone, somehow, magically got the powers to resurrect him and he's alive in a dungeon somewhere (gotta make it a little realistic, yknow? *she says in utter denial*)

SHUT UP! THIS LINE SENT SHIVERS DOWN MY SPINE OH MY GOD

“Very well! You said I couldn’t reach that high. Then, might I ask you: had the prominence of the Palace of Jing Wen at its peak ever reached even the knees of my Palace of Ling Wen??”

So hopefully, I'm remembering things right about events in Xuli: pei ming was a general there, his people wanted him to rebel and become king, he refused, Ling wen was from the same place who sold shoes and tricked a man into killing himself (brocade story), also wrote multiple beautiful lit pieces and thus ascended. I don't think we've been told yet how Xuli truly fell, but I'll do a refresh read tomm just in case!

Also the Jing Wen and Ling Wen story was just sooo utterly fascinating to me, because it centers around a person whose insecurities acc had a much greater repercussion than he realized. See, had he not made her ascend, she wouldn't have played such a major role in hurting so many people after her ascension (refer to brocade robe incident) and all of this was done for what? To satisfy his inferiority complex. It's kinda crazy to see how everything plays out in the long run, yknow?

WAIT WHAT????? I did not see this coming dudhjdjxkdk THIS DUDE WAS A STONE STATUE TALKING???

However, the one who was questioning Xie Lian wasn’t actually a “man”, but an extremely coarsely-made stone statue of a man, its body bare but wrapped with cloth; somehow bizarre and at the same time silly.

Stop I was laughing at the chaotic-ness of this whole scene lmaooo, especially this part

It’s alright if you won’t chop yours off, I’ll chop off his!”

He was referring to Pei Ming. Pei Ming was dumbfounded.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Also

YO THE ABSOLUTE IMAGERY HERE OH MY GOD IM SCREAMING ITS SO BEAUTIFUL T-T

The bloody rain that had enveloped the sky had transformed into a fluttering shower of flower petals!

There was no need to even guess who had come. Xie Lian curled his fingers and clenched his hand, clutching that flower petal as the name blurted from his lips.

“San Lang!”

Blossoms fell like dripping blood; blood danced like petals in the wind. That face was as spirited and handsome as the first time they met, his eye bright and alive. He languidly sheathed that long and slender silver scimitar back into its scabbard, and spoke with a deep voice.

“Your Highness, I’ve come back.”

The next time I face the most minor of inconvenience such as phone battery low or smt, I'm using this line by pei ming lmaoo

“Where there is abnormality, there is evil; everyone be careful.”

Ok I HAVE A NEW THEORY (or acc it's me reiterating EXACTLY what I said last time lmao)

So if you look back at one of the chapters at the end of book 1, specifically the part when Goushi is discussing a dream with Xie Lian, he talks about being dragged down from ascension, the crown prince wearing only white clothes, and a kingdom falling into ruin....SOunD fAmIliAR???

The contents of the mural in this divine temple were completely different from the previous one.

They started studying it from the highest level, the top of the painting. A white-clad young man sat poised upon a jaded futon, his brows quietly handsome. It was that Crown Prince of Wuyong. His eyes were tightly shut, and judging from his posture, he seemed to be in deep reflective meditation. However, it wasn’t tranquil.

Like, HES EVEN MEDITATING THE WAY XIE LIAN DID WHEN HE WAS TRYING TO USE A STATUE TO HOLD THE XIANLE PALACE UP AND there's more, but the whole scene just SCREAMS parallels to Xianle (I also scream the same thing lmao) LIKE HOW ELSE CAN THIS BE EXPLAINED??? SOMEONE RELIVED THE WHOLE THING BEFORE?? UNLESS IT'S JUN WU??? GOD, I CAN'T LET JUN WU GO THIS DUDE IS INVOLVED IN SMT, BUT I DONT KNOW WHAT

Hua Cheng is 100 percent aware he is in a book, and that book is a ROMANCE book, while everyone else is out there living out the horror genre in every way conceivable lmaoooo

Even though it wasn’t the right time, Xie Lian still felt his heart skip a beat in spite of himself.

“Are you tired holding this up? How about I hold the umbrella for you…”

The others were fleeing and dodging, running madly; seeing how the two were having a good time, they couldn’t stand it, and couldn’t help but call out.

“Hey! Isn’t that unfair?!”

“Hua Chengzhu, may I ask if you have any spare umbrellas??

NO I ACC FORGOT YIN YU EXISTED AND PANICKED WHEN THE EARTH MASTER SHOVEL SHOWED UP CUZ I WAS LIKE WIND MASTER MY BELOVED??? ARE YOU OK??????

Aaaaaand the roasting session continues! On today's menu: roasted Yin Yu!!

Even if one was to stare at his face for two hours, after a good night’s sleep, his appearance would be completely forgotten the next day, so no doubt this was a molded fake face?

“…”

However, a moment later, that black-clad youth said, “I’m sorry, Your Highness, but, I…I really do look like this.”

Yikes cuz imagine being called plain faced and forgettable in front of your colleagues :/

HOW DO U EXPLAIN THAT U GAVE YOUR DEAREST A CURSED ROBE THAT WOULD MAKE THEM KILL THEMSELVES THO??

He’d always felt there was a misunderstanding between you in regards to the Brocade Immortal affair and wanted to hear your side of the story, so he could explain it to others. Yet, there was never any sign of you, nor any communication.”

Ok but low key that's kinda precious, like Qi Ying gaves me major dog vibes, constantly trying to return to owner kinda thing, yknow?

Loved loved loved how casual everyone was about this

“Everyone, a question. Have we dug into a mass grave?”

Pei Ming also pulled out a femur, sighing.

“Probably. Look at the structure of this bone. It must’ve belonged to an exquisitely beautiful woman with long, slender legs. To have her bones buried here, what a real shame.”

“Very unfortunate indeed,” Hua Cheng said. “The legs are long, that’s for sure, but that’s the bone of a man.

ALSO AAHHHHH BUT I LITERALLY STOPPED AT THE PART WHERE EVERYONE DISAPPEARS IN THE CAVE AND IM LIKE NOOO WAIT WHATS HAPPENING SJDJJDJFJF

“No,” Hua Cheng said. “But it’s precisely because there’s nothing that it’s worrisome.”

BRO IF HUA CHENG IS WORRIED, I THINK THERE IS A CAUSE FOR CONCERN HERE

#tian guan ci fu #tgcf spoilers #tgcf #heaven's official blessings spoilers #heaven’s official blessings #hua cheng #xie lian #tgcf journey #ch 153-157 #Ya'll #there is so much info #I had to go back and do some refreshing like how did the first ascension go down again?? And what was yin yu doing with brocade robes??#My questions were answered #however I was left even more confused like massacre at a banquet?? What happened then??#Hsndndn I think I'm gonna go through my old posts properly tomm and also mark all the chaps down properly)

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Congrats on ur milestone! I love ur work and wanted to request striptease by carwash with Jake Enhypen?

hi there anon! thank you so much and whaa thank you for saying that :DD i tried my best and i hope you like this little scenario!!

[discalimer: this is not an actual representation of Jake's family and is purely fictional.]

Jake was a good boy.

He was in his high school football team, went to church every Sunday, and enjoyed going out to the beach with his friends, surfing until their skins burned from the frying sun.

He always came home when the sun sunk into the horizon, and always finished his chores and homework timely.

Jake is a good boy, who feels like his life is getting boring.

One day, he came home, the hues of twilight reflecting on his face as he stood frozen at the doorstep, watching his older brother argue with his mom for the umpteenth time.

"you never listen to me!"

"neither do you! you are already at the age of employment and still mooching off your dad and me?"

Jake did not announce his arrival and went upstairs in silence. Sometimes, the boy likes to sit by his window and stare outside, seeing the cars with careless laughter zoom past his streets into the nightlife.

The boy often wonders how it feels to be able to live a life where the only one who decides for him is himself.

Therefore, the feeling Jake felt once he turned eighteen and moved out was nothing less than rapturous.

The new young adult had planned out several ideas in his mind, varying from the places he would visit the friends he would like to take on the trip. He already had a few invites the moment summer arrived, and Jake could not wait to finally live the life he was never allowed to.

The beach air was like never before when Jake downed his first draft beer of the night, the adrenaline high and nerves sky-rocketing. His friends were making some silly jokes, and Jake laughed without care.

Suddenly, he felt slight bumps from left and right, trying to get his attention as he dozed off a little.

"Dude, that person is totally eyeing you!" one of his friends said, and Jake locks his eyes with yours. It was the beginning of an ending.

Every Saturday, the young man would pick you up in another borrowed car, driving you to parties uninvited, laughing and kissing til the early hours of the morning, drunk in each other's scent.

Everyone around town was familiar with the sound of "Jake and his person," the couple that goes wild and hypes any party up like no other. The couple that is absolutely whipped for one another. The couple is bound to face a nasty breakup.

But if there is one thing Jake and you learned through loving one another, you guys don't give a flying fuck about what others think.

So be it, if Jake will break your heart at the end of summer, and you his.

So be it, if the both of you only like each other because of the raging hormones.

So be it, until the end of this bullshit teenage summer dream.

#milestone unlocked #enhypen scenarios #sim jaeyun #sim jake #enhypen jake #🔥.asks

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bunnybubae · 2 years

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(M) A night at the mall | JJK

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: F2L - Smut/Fluff

Warnings: Fingering - Handjob - Oral (Male receiving) - Dirty talk

Summary: Your best friend Jungkook works as a security guard at the mall and everything takes an interesting twist when you go to visit him during his shift on a friday night.

Word Count: 8,684

Author Note: Hello there, I hope you enjoy this new fic. I've been working on it for over a month. It's been a long time since I wrote something, also, I'm sorry if there are some grammatical mistakes, english isn't my first language so, let me know if there is something to fix :) - Joy 🐰

You're not able to tell when you first started to fall for your best friend, Jungkook. Growing up together you thought it was pretty normal to be fond of him, to like every part of his persona unconditionally and to feel a slight jealousy whenever he brought a new girlfriend along. It was normal to feel like this, right? Well, you probably realized it wasn't when you started to fantasize about kissing his under lip mole, the one you always said it was a little choco crumb, making him casually swipe his thumb over his lip every time, sweetly exasperated as soon as he realized he had fallen for this silly joke yet again.

It was difficult to hide these kind of feelings when you spent most of the time together. He was always there for you when you needed him the most, like that time he broke a weird drunken dude's nose who was yelling inappropriate things to you, or that time when your tiny frame found shelter in his arms, engulfing you tightly, right after your latter ex broke your heart into pieces. You almost gave into the feeling that time, wondering if you ever made him feel the same fondness and protection. Perhaps you are too tiny to fight a drunkard for him, your arms are also too small to keep his broken big heart in one piece, like he did that time, but you know you would give everything just to make him happy.

It's something different from other friendships you have, the one with him has never been a demanding/forced type of relationship, everything came naturally and maybe this was part of the reason, you wondered from time to time if Jungkook was aware of the growing feelings you were having for him.

It's friday night, you always find a party to go at with your friends and tonight is no different, Tae and Jimin were so excited when they found out there would have been a massive fluo themed party tonight at a well known club, jabbering about it for days on your group chat. Unfortunately, the only person you really wanted to be there was him, Jungkook, who unfortunately had to work his night shift as a security guard at the mall, and this was enough to crumble your will to attend the party.

You planned to make an excuse but apparently Jimin didn't believe you were going to work on a project, on a friday night, when you don't even have any imminent project to deliver. So the boys insisted, dragging you with them at the entrance of the club and convincing you to help them draw something on their skin. You had to admit it, you found it rather amusing to draw fluo hearts, stars and all sort of nonsense shape on your friends arms and shoulders while waiting to enter. It was fun until Hoseok decided to steal the color from your hands to draw a J on your right cheek and a K on the other.

"Hobi!"

He knew, he surely realized even before that you liked Jungkook in a deeper way. The lack of will towards partying, especially tonight that he wasn't here, only gave Hoseok further proof.

You roll your eyes as everyone chuckles at the scene.

"Better than the dick you've drawn on Jimin's shoulder!"

Tae pointed out, amused by your look.

Everyone bursts out laughing as Jimin tries to catch the incriminating shape behind his shoulder as fast as the No fucking way he shouted.

Hobi took out his phone, "Let me send this to Jungkook, he'll be happy" and snapped a picture of your pouty face, in a way that showed very well his work of art, as he defined it.

Your phone buzzed, letting you know he sent the pic in the group chat. The buzz followed by another shortly after. Jungkook was fast.

JK: Cutie~ Since my name is written on them, I suppose they are mine now.

Followed by a pile of mischievous emoji. You were grinning at your screen as the conversation continued.

Hobi: And you gotta see the true masterpiece!"

A picture of the infamous fluo dick you've drawn on Jimin's shoulder pops on your screen.

The teary emoji Jungkook sent made you and Hobi giggle.

JK: Uhm, 6/10 for Jimin's shoulder dick, 8/10 for my name on Y/N's cheeks.

Y/N: I can understand the 6/10, since I doubt you like dicks, but only 8/10? What a stingy bum.

JK: It could have been a 10/10 if only I was there to squish them good so, 8 it is, whiny bum.

Your fingers started typing, messing with him was always your favorite thing to do.

Y/N: You can't really leave earlier tonight?

You raised your eyes from the screen just to catch Tae looking at you, amusement in his eyes as a smirk forms on his lips.

"You couldn't make it more obvious Y/N."

You didn't even realize you were smiling in the first place, too focused on your phone.

"Shut up Tae-" You pushed him a little and he chuckled, the phone vibrating cuts whatever you were planning to say.

JK: Nope, I guess I'll throw a party here. Me, mannequins and the trees in the big hallway are going to have fun as well, you'll see.

As soon as you've read the message, the waiting line moved, it was your group's turn to enter so you hastily shoved your phone back into your purse, sighing a little.

The atmosphere was wild, the place was filled with the smell of sweet smoke and a tinge of sweat, music was pumping through big speakers as bubbles floated into the air and laser lights were caressing every silhouette, making fluo colored abstract figures to pop out, moving to the rhythm. It was something past 2am, Tae e Jimin where languidly dancing with some girls around the dance floor, while Yoongi, Jin and Namjoon where at the table, chatting around with a group of girls and drinking whatever they were having. The party was indeed amazing, everyone was having fun, but you really wished Jungkook was there too.

The amount of alcohol in everybody's system is moderate by now, you could tell by the dizziness you feel as the drink you have in your hand slides down your throat.

Fishing your phone from your purse, you realized you didn't answer the last message Jungkook sent in the group chat, finding a couple of messages instead.

Jin: Are you having fun at your party, Jk?

Followed by random pictures of the club, the cocktails, the dance floor, anything that could help him feel a little less alone.

Jungkook responded with a picture of himself, in the middle of a bunch of mannequins.

JK: They're too quiet. Boring.

As you open the photo you notice one of the mannequins had a J and a K on each cheek, while the others have flowers, hearts and tiny dicks scattered everywhere, just like the boys.

You've burst out laughing at the realization. He wanted a mannequin to resemble you somehow, that was very sweet. The last message was from Jin, only a few minutes before.

Jin: I almost thought that mannequin was indeed Y/N! She is not even moving tonight!

You've snorted at that as you started to type your answer to join the conversation.

Y/N: Not true, I'm drinking a lot so technically I am moving.

Jin: Smart girl, but seriously. Jk, why don't we exchange mannequins?

You froze on the spot, your gaze snaps up, searching for Jin in the distant table. He was looking at you already, laughing smugly with his phone at hand and his drink in the other.

You cursed at him before your attention was demanded by you buzzing phone.

JK: Man, gladly.

You smiled when you realized Jin actually helped you, purposely. Perhaps he noticed you weren't having as much fun as the others, you didn't even want to come to this party in the first place so, this was the perfect excuse to leave, thank you Jin.

You looked at him again, he sipped his drink. Cheering his glass to you in a slight motion of his arm, you understood, he knew as well. Perfect.

Lately it seemed too obvious for everyone that you had feelings for Jungkook, what if it was obvious for him too and things started to become awkward? Or worse, what if he noticed and started to put distance between you? The thought was creeping into your mind.

You resumed your phone, trying to shoo the bad thoughts away.

Y/N: Do I have a word in this?

Jin: Nope. I already called you a cab.

Y/N: Good because I actually have nothing to complain.

This was definitely the alcohol making you this brave, but who cares at this point? This is what you really wanted, even if you didn't want to make it too obvious a few hours ago, Jungkook is still your best friend, everyone knows that. You are going to save your best friend from a lonely situation. Right? Right.

That was what you repeated to yourself, waving goodbyes to the others as you headed outside to catch your cab.

Your phone vibrated again in your hands, when you checked you realized Jungkook texted you privately.

JK: I'll wait for you at the usual emergency door. Do you think Jin was serious about wanting this mannequin?

You laughed at your screen.

This was your best friend and it wasn't the first time you passed by to say hi or to spend the lunch break with him, even if now it was the first time you were going to spend the whole shift with him, at night, there was no difference. Right?

As soon as you arrived, you approached the familiar glass door and you noticed a dim torchlight at the other side, letting you know Jungkook was already there waiting for your arrival.

The door flung open within seconds when he spotted your cab leaving, and you were greeted by that handsome man that was your best friend and "secret" crush. His working outfit seemed sexier right now, making you feel heat in your face, both for the alcohol and all the inappropriate thoughts that crossed your mind.

Your eyes met his sweet smile and god, how can someone be hot as hell and soft as a cloud at the damn same time.

"Hey you," Jungkook wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you a little "Let's go inside, it's freezing here."

His scent filled your nostrils as you gave into his arms, nodding before you broke the embrace to follow his lead.

The mall was quiet, even a pinch scary if you had to be honest, the only audible thing from time to time was the squeaky sound of your shoes stepping on the polished floor as you walked by his side.

"So, I have to check if all the security cameras are working fine,"

Jungkook speaks casually, breaking the silence as he stoped his feet to turn to you.

"After that I have an idea but I need you to do as I say."

His tone was serious but not in a bad way, it sounded more teasing.

Your eyes widened a little as curiosity took over.

"I'm listening,"

"So, I'll give you 10 minutes to take everything you can before I set the security system on again,"

"What?" Pure shock painted your expression now, the proposition was hard to register.

"You heard me just right."

He chuckled maliciously with a smug grin.

"10 minutes, take whatever you think might be amusing for us, we'll put everything in place before the cleaning company comes, deal?"

"Fuck yes!"

You couldn't hide your excitement, this was the first time you've ever did something like this, starting by the fact that you're alone with Jungkook at night, at the mall, during his shift, and he just gave you permission to take whatever crossed your mind, just to have some fun together. Basically, this was a dream come true.

"You have to be quick, I'll call you and give you the Ok when I'm done with the cameras and the system is off, alright? 10 minutes," Jungkook explains like a mastermind would do with their subordinate.

"Alright, got it." You nodded with excitement.

10 minutes is a lot of time usually, but it might be difficult now that you have to run up and down the mall to bring as much as you could.

"After all that, wait for me at the restaurant's floor, that one is pretty much an open space and doesn't have as much shops."

Jungkook left after that to head over the security office, his phone call arrived as soon as he reached his spot. After a while he informed you that everything was checked and that he was about to shut off all the allarms. The mall was big and full of shops, most of them had open entry ways with infrared security system, this made your mission easier, in a way.

"Ready?"

His voice was distorted by the device, but you could tell he was amused as much as you by his tone.

"I was born ready!"

And with that, Jungkook shouted a GO, letting your legs run as fast as they could, to every direction you carefully decided beforehand.

Even if you were a little dubious about the amount of time and the vastness of the place, you knew the mall pretty well, knowing perfectly where to go to get what you had in mind.

You smartly grabbed a little cart on the way, making easier for you to bring all the things you took. The 10 minutes given passed and you were waiting for Jungkook right in front of one of the closed restaurants, as he had told you.

You waited patiently, contemplating all the stuff you were able to bring as you regained your breath with a satisfied smile on your face.

"I have to admit it, watching you run like a crazy on the screens made my night!"

Jungkook walked towards you, chuckling lightly as he approached.

"And you didn't even see what I got for you!"

You smiled wickedly, grabbing the handle of your packed cart to rummage onto it.

"Oh I saw, and I want the red one, green isn't really my color, you know,"

He referred to the two wigs he saw you take with the security cameras.

"Alright, but now I have a challenge for you,"

Jungkook was fixing his red wig when he curiously looked at you.

You laughed at the scene, he resembled a clown, minus the red nose and a beautiful clean face, instead of an ugly white scary face.

You fixed your green wig, explaining your plan.

"We'll race through the whole floor with roller-skates,"

Jungkook listened carefully, his eyes wandered a little, scanning the surroundings.

"We'll start and end here."

You said enthusiastic, fishing the two pairs of roller-skates from the cart.

"I'm in!"

He declared, clearly amused by the spark of competition he saw in your eyes.

You two began to put the roller-skates at your feet, making sure they were well fastened.

"What's the price?" He asked, sliding his feet to check the smoothness of his pair.

"If you win, I'll bring your lunch at work for a month,"

"Too easy for you to decide my own reward, besides, that's something you already do most of the times."

He was right, you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms on your chest.

"Alright, what do you want me to do then?"

He giggled but it sounded slightly evil. You realized your question sounded ambiguous, but before you could add anything else he spoke again.

"I'll tell you as soon as I win."

His head tilted a little, his daring grin not so concealed, you stiffened at the myriad of assumptions rushing in your head, wondering what was crossing his mind right now.

His proximity and attitude put you to test, mixed with the mystery laced onto his sentence, it was difficult to think straight.

He was studying your features, satisfied as he noticed he had managed to tease you.

You cleared your throat, trying to put you curiosity aside.

"Guess I'll never know, because I'm gonna win and you'll know only then what I want from you."

You couldn't believe the words that slipped from your mouth, but somehow you managed to keep a calm stance, almost confident.

"So you want something from me, interesting,"

Jungkook was clearly amused, his brow arched as high as possible. He was so hot right now, confident and competitive as per usual, but something in his words sounded almost inviting, you bit on your lip as to punish yourself for what you said.

His lips were pressed as he smiled smugly and that little choco mole was practically calling your name.

"You have something on your lips!"

And as soon as he brought a finger to his mouth to check, you swished away, sliding down the aisle, Jungkook screamed something about fairness, following you immediately after. You could sense him slid off, right behind you.

The echoes of your laughter could be heard all over the place, Jungkook was yelling something about the usual joke you make, and you yelled back that it was only his fault if he kept falling for it.

Sliding past the shops, you arrived at the tight right curve a little too fast, causing you to go wider than you wanted. The maneuver gave Jungkook the advantage to surpass and take the lead of the competition.

He went past, looking at you with a winning grin plastered on his face.

"You rushed and crashed, baby" He shouted.

You snorted, trying to keep up as got back on track, the pet name gave you the right boost to slide a little faster to diminish the gap.

He used this kind of pet names with you to tease you, and you knew that pretty well. Most of the times it worked, but this time you had to win and focused only on that. Jungkook could see your approaching reflection on the big shops windows as he took fast glimpses, the arriving point was only a corner away and he had to keep this pace if he wanted to win.

He was only a few meters away when he visibly adjusted his pace after the last turn, now the two of you were side by side. The straight aisle was now the only piece of track left to decide the winner.

"CHOCO CRUUUUUUMB!"

Jungkook suddenly shouted, your eyes widened at his sudden scream. Concentration lost as the scream startled you a little, enough to slacken your pace and let him win.

"That's not fair!"

You whined out of breath while Jungkook was laughing like a crazy, dancing whatever winning dance he improvised for the occasion.

"If you wound with the choco crumb you perish by the choco crumb- or something like that!"

He breathed out, sliding around you all satisfied and gleeful.

You were the one who started this, taking advantage at the beginning, so you kinda deserved it.

"Ok, fine, you won this race but not the championship!"

You affirmed breathless, smiling a little at how smug he looked.

"You still have my name written on your face, I won from the moment you came here."

He was smirking at this, your hands unconsciously cup your cheeks, feeling the dry paint with your fingers, you remembered that you had a J and a K still on your face, for this whole time.

"We're not done yet, I still have a ton of things inside my cart," You said, a tone of challenge laced in your voice.

"Yes? Good, the night is still young."

Tonight has been the best night you spent since ever, no party was slightly comparable.

Everything you wanted was there, the weight of your unspoken feelings never left your heart, it only became heavier at every fleeting gaze, at every laugh. As you played hide and seek this time, you had a moment to think while searching for Jungkook.

Thinking about all the moments shared tonight, you had finally realized how much you liked him, in every possible sense. The race with roller-skates, the moment you tried horrible sunglasses and took pictures together, the moment you dressed up as a man and Jungkook put a wide skirt on his working pants, and his ridiculous attempt to be alluring with you. All the laughter tonight were part of the realization that struck into your heart. You loved this man so much and you feared to confess with every cell of your body. The possibility of rejection and to lose him, even as a friend, made you sick in your stomach. As you wandered around to find Jungkook, you noticed his red wig on the floor, at the entrance of a shop. You walked slowly, trying to make no sound as you scanned the inside. There were all kind of hiking and camping material and you thought it was too easy to find him right were you found his wig. You were about to leave the shop when you heard a barely audible scratch noise, it was brief but you were sure you heard it. You spun on your feet, slowly approaching the tent you believed the sound came from. You smiled maliciously, tasting already the victory.

"FOUND YOU!"

You shouted opening the cloth entrance in a fast movement but nothing was there.

Confused, you got up, you hadn't had the time to spin around when strong arms were wrapped around you from behind.

"YOU THOUGHT!"

Your body was pressed against Jungkook's firm chest, who lifted you a little from the ground in a playful way. You screamed a little in surprise.

You both started laughing and when he allowed your feet to stay on the floor once again, you finally spun around, facing him. Your gaze locked with his for a moment, laughter fading away as your eyes tried to read each other. There was something behind his usual teasing mannerism, you could see it.You noticed the slow change in his gaze for the whole night, with time it became different. His gaze seemed dark and raw before you, as your bodies were pressed together.

You were still locked between his arms, his warm breath caressing your face was enough to light a flame in the pit of your belly. Neither of you seemed to want to separate. The shift of atmosphere was sudden somehow, and you felt dizzy by the amount of emotions rushing through your body. You wanted to melt right then and there and when you noticed his eyes trail down to your lips, your tongue swiped at them unconsciously. Jungkook exhaled at the motion, as if he was struggling.

Your hands grabbed the back of his shirt, latching at the fabric in hope to keep him right there, scared he might pull off.

Part of you was scared but you couldn't ignore the sensation his body and eyes were giving you. There was some kind on connection, some kind of conversation going on within your bodies.

"Jungkook,"

Your voice was slightly trembling, his name left your lips but you were not trying to break the moment, instead it sounded more like a subtle request.

A few seconds later he crushed your lips to his, tightening the embrace a little more. His arms caged you as he molded his lips with yours. Your body stiffened a little at first, you didn't expect to meet his soft lips even if you craved them, your hands were grasping the material of his shirt, pulling his body into you.

His chest was pressed with yours, a rush of heat washing over you but before you could deepen the kiss, his lips were gone, a ghost of the moment lingering at their place.

The warm feeling you were engulfed by, ended in a matter of seconds as Jungkook abruptly broke the embrace, taking a step back from you, like you stung him or something, he seemed startled by his own previous action.

"I'm- Y/N, I... I'm sorry."

Jungkook mumbled, voice low and harsh with tangible fear, his eyes were now filled with something you've never seen.

You watched speechless, lost in the brief kiss he gave you, as you tried to print every sensation on your mind.

The tingle on your lips was already vanishing away, while the crave for more was taking its place.

The air around you was thicker, something about the way he was looking at you was luring you closer. You found yourself tentatively approaching, your soft hand moved by its own to cup his cheek as your thumb traced over your favorite little mole. The moment you shared gave you enough courage to deal with your feelings, what you felt was brief but addicting and you felt the urge to know, you needed to know if everything was now ruined for him, it would be easier for you to cope with a rejection if you talked it out, that's what you thought.

His lips parted as your thumb grazed a little below.

"I am not."

The softness of your voice didn't match the implied confession. Your eyes caught the effect of your words on his features. He exhaled as if he had been holding his breath for this whole time, like your words lifted a weight from his chest.

You budged forward, confidence was moving your limbs this time, ready to take what you wanted for a long time, your sudden decision guided by a feeling in your gut, telling you to seize the moment.

As it has always been with him, everything came naturally, as two magnets, your bodies collided together once again.

You moved your hands to cup his face as his arms wrapped around your body for dear life.

This time it was different.

Your lips met again and starved by their previous short encounter, they parted immediately, demanding each other as your heart pounded fast in your chest.

The longing for this moment made it even more intense, you savored every instant, every caress of his tongue, a total surrender at his warmth.

Every doubt faded away as his mouth became hungrier and his hands started to wander around. His demeanor talked as loud as your own lust.

A soft moan escaped your lips when he bit down at your lower lip, something clicked inside him at that sound, you didn't even noticed he was moving you both around, making you step backwards to lay your back flat on the nearest wall.

"Are you still sorry?"

You managed to ask between his lips, voice low and lustful.

"Yes," He said quickly. "I'm sorry I didn't do this before."

He answered with abandon, as one of his hand was now pressing at your nape, caging your body with the other arm pressed close to your head.

Jungkook wanted this just as much as you, it was crystal clear by now.

The fact that there was already a strong friendship between you, was part of the reason you feared to confess your true feelings. During your long friendship, there had been awkward moments were you and Jungkook found yourself tangled by a strange feeling, sometime hugs felt more intimate, in some situation you caught his eyes and there was some kind of a sparkle, but you didn't pay as much of attention, blaming the alcohol or telling yourself whatever excuse to dismiss the thought.

You knew how much you cared about each other, you simply never thought he could be feeling the exact same as well: Fear, repressed feelings and attraction, even.

Everything you felt was hidden behind a veil, that you could finally drop to the ground.

Your body seemed more sensitive, every brush of his fingers sent electricity through your whole nerve system. You could feel the effect of his kisses right between your legs as a familiar sensation was forming in the pit of your belly.

Jungkook seemed to feel something similar as he harshly kissed your lips when he felt your body quiver slightly against his.

"Y/N..."

Your name rolled out of his lips as soft as a feather, palpable lust on it, you wanted to hear him say your name again and again just like that.

"If you don't want this, stop me now," He breathed out quietly, tracing his fingers up and down your arm in a soothing way. His actions talked loudly enough, his allusion was simply the peak that pointed out just how much he was dying inside to let everything out, to give you all he hadn't yet given.

"I've been fantasizing this moment for a long time but I don't want to ruin things with you,"

You looked at him in haze as this was exactly what you wanted to say to him.

Your grip tightened and you pressed your body to his even more. You could feel the hardness of his abdomen and his erection poking at your thigh.

"I want you."

The firmness of your voice surprised you, the words exited your mouth in a rush, expressing your need perfectly.

With that, Jungkook lost every bit of self-control.

You were already a total mess by his kisses, hands roaming around like one of you could disappear in a matter of seconds.

Jungkook pressed his hips harder into you, a moan forming in your throat when you bucked your hips into him. The coldness of the wall behind you was a distant memory, as your body felt on fire.

He stopped, pecking at the side of your lips when he took your hand with his.

"I would fuck you right here against the wall, but I have condoms in my backpack, and I left it in the security's office,"

He sounded annoyed at his own realization, as if he blamed himself somehow.

You smiled, pushing yourself off the wall to guide him trough the shop. He followed with no hesitation while you were visibly scanning your surroundings.

There was a small selection of camping tent on the far side of the shop, each one well prepared and exposed to eventual buyers.

As you walked, pulling Jungkook with you, your other hand was fishing into your purse to find a condom.

You smirked satisfied when you found it and showed it to him with a winning expression.

"You planned this, didn't you?"

He grinned, teasing you a little.

"No, but I'm glad Jimin decided to give me his condoms tonight."

Jungkook chuckled amused, "Guess the misfortune of some is the luck of others, thank you Jimin."

You giggled, opening the bigger tent you had on display and ushered yourself inside, Jungkook followed, taking the little package from your hand in the meanwhile.

You seated inside taking off your shoes to leave them outside, it was mostly dark, the green light of the emergency exit nearby was the only source of light you had, but it was enough for you to see the shapes of his perfect face. He slipped beside you in the small place, taking off his shoes as well and leaving them outside the tent.

The small environment was cozy enough to accommodate you both, there were some cushions inside, probably to allow people to check what would fit inside and how, before they could buy.

"This is bigger than the one's we rented last summer, when we slept on the beach."

Jungkook laid himself on his back, leaning on his elbows as he relaxed.

"You mean the one you broke when you fell on it?"

You laughed as memories of that weekend flashed in your mind.

"Uhm, yes! It wasn't even mine. It was Yoongi's, he scolded me the next day,"

"I remember, you were pretty drunk that night, he waited until you were sober enough I guess,"

You rested flat on your stomach, laughing with him as you bantered about that camping weekend and last summer in general.

"I drunk a lot that night, because of Hani you know,"

Jungkook said as you listened carefully.

"Hani texted and called me all the time, I didn't have the strength to deal with it when I already had so much on my mind..."

You know the story, but something told you there was more.

Jungkook broke up with Hani at the beginning of last summer, giving vague motifs to you and your friends.

Things seemed to go well between them, when one day Jungkook said it was over.

You where there for him, just like he did with you when you broke up with Jackson a few months prior, you simply didn't want to investigate further, since he seemed misleading about the whole situation with his ex.

"I remember... That night you slept in my tent and," you paused a moment, wondering if you should say what you are about to say. Jungkook tilted his head on a side, watching you in question.

"And?"

"That night you talked in your sleep, you were so wasted that you started to say something about having feelings for someone else," A little smile formed on Jungkook's lips as he listened.

You weren't sure, you didn't want to ruin the night just because you brought something from the past.

"That was true, I broke up with her because I had feelings for my best friend."

You tilted your head to look at him, he was already watching you, resting his body onto one of his elbow now, the dim green light that filtered through the fabric coating his features, he was so close and so beautiful in your eyes.

"You had feelings for me back then?"

"Yes, but I was scared as fuck to talk about it with you."

"Well, just like me, and we ended up like this only now because of that!"

You scoffed, making him chuckle.

"There must be something about tents."

You laughed, shifting your body to rest on your side to face him, imitating his position. Your faces a few inches apart now.

"Definitely."

You said smiling. Your lips connected once again, the feeling they gave you was different each time, stronger each time, pushing you to the brink of addiction.

Jungkook moved closer, pressing his figure against yours, pushing you until your back was flat down onto the floor, as he hovered over you with his elbow on the side of your head.

His free hand grabbed one of yours, guiding it over your head and intertwining it with the one that was resting beside your head. You felt trapped in a sweet, lustful way as he locked your body under his and showered your face and lips with kisses.

"You're driving me crazy.."

He nuzzled the curve of your neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses on the way. You exhaled softly as he played with your sensitive skin, moans threatening to escape your throat.

You pressed your legs together to feel some kind of pressure.

"Jungkook,"

"Yes?"

"Take of my shorts." you whispered.

He smiled on your skin, fondling your body with his hand. As he trailed down he purposely brushed over your breast, squeezing it a little. Meanwhile, his lips never gave you respite.

Teeth grazing every soft spot possible, lips claiming every inch of your exposed skin. You felt alive, burning under his touch.

When he reached the rim of your shorts, he swiftly unbuckled the button, helping you to take them off.

He took a moment to fondle the newly exposed skin, snaking a hand under your butt to cup it gently.

Your panties were the only barrier between his curious hand and your most sensitive parts.

He moved his fingers to your sides, slipping your panties past your legs.

As he helped you get rid of them as well, he stood up a little, taking place between your legs as he rested on his heels.

You felt a little exposed like this, but every bit of embarrassment you felt, was washed away as you watched him taking of his shirt, his firm chest and defined abdomen at full display.

Nothing you hadn't seen before, and yet, this time all of him was meant to be savored exclusively by you.

His hands moved down on his pants, as he undid his belt and zipper with no effort, watching you the whole time.

He put one hand on his erection, to feel a little friction through the fabric of his underwear.

The scene was so hot that you felt your walls clench in anticipation.

You needed to feel his touch on you again, your hands were doing what they could to give you a little of satisfaction when you've moved one of them down to your wet core.

"So fucking hot."

Jungkook kept his eyes on you, palming himself, hissing at the sexy scene unfolding before his eyes.

You hummed, moving your fingers over your needy clit.

"I need you inside me."

He watched delighted by the view, your simple phrase made his dick twitch in its refrained space, you noticed it, as his grasp tightened over it. When he finally took off his underwear, his dick was free from the restraining fabric, standing out hard and hungry. It was big and thick, the vision you were witnessing made your mouth water.

He bent over, his hand was now cupping your pussy and his fingers were wiggling between your folds, gathering your wetness.

"I just kissed you and this is the result? What when I'll fuck this pussy so good?"

As he spoke, one of his fingers slipped inside you, making you whine at the sensation.

You realized only then how much you craved this. Your walls soft and wet around his finger when he started to move inside you.

"Fuck,"

You moaned, his words hitting a spot within you just as much as his fingers.

Your wetness allowed a second finger to slip in quite easily, your insides clenched at the new pressure.

He moved his fingers while your hips followed his motion, you felt your pleasure grow at every stroke.

Jungkook moved the other hand to fist himself, hissing every now and then and matching your nasty sounds as he helped you build up your orgasm with his fingers.

"Look at you, so needy for me... So beautiful."

You were indeed a total mess already, ruffled hair, expression contorted in pleasure, your mouth open in a silent scream, but everything you could see was his hot naked body trough lidded eyes. He had the body of a god, and you couldn't wait to taste every part of it.

"Jungkook," you moaned.

"I'm close- fuck"

He moved his fingers a little faster, as you opened your legs even further.

Your fists grabbed the fabric of the tent beneath you when you felt a third finger slip inside, slowly, like he was afraid to hurt you. When he heard you moan louder, he bit down on his lip, trying to contain any sound as he concentrated on you.

You felt so full with three of his fingers inside you, he quickened his pace, wet sounds filling the small space.

Your walls squeezed on his fingers harder at every thrust, your breath quickened as well as you approached your orgasm.

"I can't wait to fuck this pretty little pussy,"

His voice was pure fire, that was the last push you needed to release.

Your orgasm hits you hard, wave after wave of pure bliss washing over you, as you moaned his name.

You didn't know you were into dirty talk that much, but apparently Jungkook was able to push the right buttons at the right time with you, even with words only.

The emptiness you felt as his fingers left your sensible walls was instantly swept away as you watched his fingers disappear inside his mouth. The scene was so lewd and hot you couldn't take your eyes off of him.

He sucked his own fingers clean, savoring the remnant of your orgasm with his tongue.

You looked at him panting, trying to regain a little of lucidity.

He smirked, sucking at his index finger when his breath hitched ad your hand wrapped around his dick. Sticky precum covered the tip as you spread the liquid all over it with your fingers.

"My turn, lay down."

"Yes, ma'am."

He obeyed, the affirmation made you giggle and, at the same time, turned you on a little, having some power on him thrilled you. You wondered what would it feel like to be in charge and do whatever you wanted with him, making him a panting mess as you tested him, giving and taking away in a painful way, just to make him beg for more and more.

You smirked, kneeling between his legs, the decision was made when his words left his lips. You wanted to tease him, to feel in charge taking advantage by the position.

You grabbed his erection at the base, your eyes locking with his as you trailed its length in a painfully slow way. Jungkook watched the whole action, biting his lip.

"Put your hands behind your head and let me do the work, alright?"

You said sweetly, but in your eyes there was that spark of challenge that his gaze didn't miss.

He knew you were provoking him but he was clearly enjoying it. He obeyed again, grinning at you while putting his hands in place.

Satisfied, you started to work your hand up and down his dick, slowly at first, as your other hand wandered over his tight.

His firm girth twitched when you twisted your wrist in a certain way, making his chest rise and fall faster.

You were practically drooling, your mouth warm and ready to wrap around him when you decided instead to gather all your saliva, lower your head and spit on his hard cock.

"Fuck yes," He moaned, while you spread your saliva all over his length.

His muscles tensed under your touch as you pumped him a couple of times, the new wetness allowed your fist to slip even better.

His sounds were music to your ears. He groaned every time his hips thrusted into your fist.

Moments later, you couldn't resist any longer. Your lips wrapped around the tip, tongue swirling around it before you opened your mouth further enough to slip in as much as you could take.

Your eyes were scanning his beautiful features, making sure his hands rested in place.

The growl that came from behind his throat sounded almost animalistic.

His sounds were making wonders to your ego, encouraging you to suck harder.

You bobbed your head, humming in satisfaction as you watched his pained and blissed expressions. He was visibly delighted by the way your mouth wrapped perfectly around his dick, meanwhile, he clearly wanted to grab your head so bad, to fuck your mouth relentlessly.

His arms moved from their spot but he managed to restrain his need, laying his hands flat on the floor instead.

You noticed, releasing his dick with a pop, saliva smeared on your pink plump lips, as you chuckled wickedly.

Your hand continued to pump him for a bit, while the other cupped his balls gently.

With one last lick up his dick, you released your grip, leaving him a panting mess just like you wanted.

You didn't have the time to enjoy his fucked out figure as he swiftly moved you both to switch your places once again. He grabbed your hips, turning you around to lay you down beneath him.

"What's so funny?" His warm breath fanning on your face as he tried to steady it.

"You like to tease like that uh?" His harsh tone sent shivers down your spine.

He rested on his heels just to grab the little package he discarded previously on the floor besides you, ripped the wrapping and unrolled the condom on his member.

"I loved it." You claimed satisfied.

He snorted, his hands were guiding yours above your head and you knew what was about to come, biting your lip to suppress a smile.

"Let's see if you can play your own game then."

At first he locked your wrists in place with one of his hands, then he left them, expecting you to do as you were told, all by yourself, just like he did before.

You accepted the challenge, as you spread your legs wide in a silent invitation, keeping your arms in place.

Jungkook stood between your parted legs, he looked like the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, naked and ready to fuck the shit out of you. You couldn't ask more.

He guided his dick at your entrance, teasing your folds with it and nudging at your clit a couple of times.

Your walls squeeze at nothing, after this whole foreplay session you were soaking wet, craving his big dick to pound your pussy.

He started pushing inside slowly, as your pussy swallowed him inch after inch, your expression contorted as the pressure transformed into pleasure.

Jungkook was holding his breath, releasing it in a puff as he bottomed, his hips touching yours as his dick was finally buried inside you.

He watched you trough his messy locks with something in his eyes, something that resembled the way someone's eyes shine when they finally get what they really desired for a long time.

There was something romantic in the way he gently lifted one of your leg to hook it on his forearm, while you wrapped the other at his waist to feel him even closer.

The way his body moved languidly with yours gave you something you never felt with anyone else.

You felt full in every possible way.

You were living everything you've wished for in a long time, but most importantly, Jungkook felt the same as you. He'd told you and his actions demonstrated just how much he wanted you, how much he craved your touch, your kisses, your body against his.

His lips met yours sweetly as his hips thrusted into you in a slow but steady pace, fondling your breast under your shirt with his free hand. You moaned into his mouth as his fingers brushed on your sensitive nipple, the feeling made you shiver slightly and you almost forgot you were supposed to keep your hands above your head. As they moved to circle his neck, Jungkook stopped your before you could do it, pressing your arms on the floor as he blocked your crossed wrists with his hand.

"Too bad," his lips left yours for a moment as he whispered into your ears, his hips keeping their painfully slow pounding.

"I wanna touch you," you whined lowly.

"And I wanna push you to the edge until you beg and scream."

He growled as his hips sped up the pace. Restraining you with his own body was something he was into, apparently. The only thought to hear you scream in pleasure because of him, was enough to let his hips buck harder and harder.

Your body was now jolting up and down as you suppressed your moans biting down your lips.

The force of his hips became insane, you felt your legs tremble.

Your second orgasm approached as he was hitting deep inside you, your walls squeezed him hard.

"Fuck," He hissed at the feeling, a moan leaving his lips right after that.

"Jungkook I- Fuck," You were a moaning mess under him, as he pressed his body even closer to yours. His grip to your wrists loosened a little, but kept you still in place.

"I know baby," He said with a trembling voice.

"I'm fucking close too"

He shifted a little to let both your legs to wrap around his waist now. The hand that was not busy keeping your arms still, landed on your jaw, gently caressing the line of it.

His fingers moved your head on one side, allowing him to kiss your neck, growling as his body tensed, coming closer and closer to his release at every hard thrust.

"Fuck fuck fuck! Jungkook- like that!"

You screamed, every curse adorned your moans as you began to see white.

Jungkook hastily released your wrists from his grip, both his elbows pressed beside your head as he hammered inside you even faster.

"Fuck yes, me too baby"

You finally had the chance to nestle your hands in his hair, tugging lightly as your second orgasm sent shivers all over your body.

"Oh my god," you breathed out as he continued to fuck you relentlessly till his own release.

You felt him twitch inside you a moment later, with a string of curses leaving his mouth.

He rested inside you just a little longer, your foreheads pressed together as you both stabilized your breaths.

The weight of his body was gone after he left a little kiss on your lips.

Jungkook took off his condom, knotting it so he could trow it in the trash later, then he returned on you, resting his body on his side next to yours.

He was smiling warmly at you, and you couldn't hide the way you felt after all that. You just had sex with him, however, that simple smile made butterflies in your stomach. You simply knew there was no turning back now, your feelings were at full display and you just wanted to discover what would come up next.

He kissed you softly as his hand gently grabbed your chin from below.

His fingers squeezed the soft skin of your cheeks and you remembered you still had pieces of dried fluo color on them.

"By the way, as I said, these are absolutely a 10/10 now that I squish them." he spoke softly just above your lips.

You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in for another kiss.

Before your lips could meet again, the alarm went off. You froze on the spot, scared by the sudden sound as you seated up, searching for your shorts with shaky hands.

"Fuck, I forgot to restore the security system!" Jungkook looked at his watch with concern, then cursed. "And it's already 6am! The cleaning crew is here!"

You both hastily put on your clothes, trying to tidy up yourselves a little.

"What do we do?"

You asked worried as the worst scenarios developed in your mind. The loud alarm was still going.

"We have to run, and fast! I'll figure out an excuse later."

Jungkook grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the tent. You followed him, grabbing your stuff with the other hand on the way out.

You both started running, your hands intertwined as you both chuckled lightly at the surreal scene you were experiencing. You felt like you were a spy or something like that.

He then explained that you had to run out of a specific emergency door as he had to reach the security office to fix the issue and put out a good excuse for the cleaning crew.

"I'll join you outside as soon as I'm done, ok?" He smiled at you, out of breath from the running. The soft light of the incoming sunrise was filling the mall, you weren't even hearing the alarm anymore, your full attention was captured by his appearance, as pale sunrays brushed his features. You smiled softly, nodding at him before you stole him a little kiss.

You turned around to run as fast as you could, smiling hard as everything you did tonight came back in your mind. Your heart was beating fast, both from the running and from the amount of happiness you felt inside.

That night you spent was simply perfect and even if you were running away right now, your heart and feelings will always belong to this place in a very peculiar way.

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m-o-o-n-s-g-o-o-n-s · 3 years

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okay, so did i really write a whole one-shot, a whole 2,218 words on literally dancing with Hunter to a song from Cinderella?

uh, yeah, i did lol :) and i have no shame because this is the longest fic i have written to date, and i am very proud of it :D also, this happens to be my first fic with a female reader, so that’s cool :) i am actually really proud of my gender neutral reader x character fics, and i am so grateful you guys enjoy my writing as much as i do, it warms my heart to see your comments and reblogs, silly tags, the whole nine yards makes me so happy :D

also, i recommend looking up the slowed version of this song on youtube, and listening to it when you get to the dancing scene lol

enjoy my goonies ❤️🥰☺️

Hunter x F!Reader One-Shot: Hunter was not very fond of Senate events, especially ones that his team had to go undercover for. His hair pulled back into a bun, a formal suit that made his skin crawl. Long hours of waiting, only for nothing to happen, tiring nights forgotten within the next day. When he saw his princess in that lovely dress though? Well, perhaps tonight would be a night worth remembering.

Genre: BLISS, PURE BLISS, FLUFF

Warnings: Some weirdo dude trying to get you to dance with him, but nothing happens, kissing, but like I said, nothing crazy happens.

Word Count: 2,218 words, 12,007 characters

*Disclaimer: I do not own anything relating to the Star Wars universe, nor do I own anything relating to the Clone Wars universe. I do not own any characters, places, or things unless they are of my own creation. I also do not own anything in relation to Cinderella 2015, only my own words and descriptions.*

GIF is from @kybacrystal

Song: Le Valse De L'amour

(Proofread)

I know those feelings run deep under the surface, your eyes show the warm soul you have. Please, tell me everything, all the love and affection, and I’ll return everything into your heart just the same. - Moons

~ The One In The Blue? She’s Mine ~

Hunter had realized over the years that he really didn’t like people who were not his fellow batch mates or you, the people who he was around every single day. People who loved and cared about him as much as he did them.

Actually, he didn’t like anyone outside of his squad, period.

Especially when he received orders that he was going to have to take the squad to work undercover at a Senate ball to ensure the safety of the Senators.

His brothers always tried to calm him down, try to give him something to think about as they prepared for the mission. They would try to tell him that maybe it wasn’t as bad as he made it out to be, maybe it would be different from the last time they were sent undercover.

He never believed them though.

Well, that was until tonight.

It started as usual, Senators from all over the Galaxy coming through the golden doors of the ballroom. Flashy decorations of ruby reds, sapphire blues, and amber browns placed in all the right spots. Several crystal chandeliers twinkled with life as people laughed and talked the night away. Lights illuminated faces almost long forgotten, highlighting glasses of wine and champagne that were sipped from with care. Music playing at a medium pace, instruments strummed and keys pressed to create the perfect song for a ball.

Then there was Hunter.

Long hair usually kept back by his famous bandana, now tied up in a bun on his head. Little wisps that couldn’t quite stay framing his face, highlighting the warm, toasted fawn eyes that glanced around the lavish room. A charcoal gray suit donning a darker silk on the collar to compliment the jacket. A pale white undershirt closed at the top with a black tie, and a pair of slacks to finish off the look.

He couldn’t breathe.

The suit was too tight, itching his skin, leaving invisible trails of discomfort that burned deep into his skin. Neck covered in sweat, senses sporadic as he tried to stop himself from raking his hands through his styled hair. He gripped the glass of champagne in his hand tighter, knowing if he put more pressure, the glass would surely shattered into pieces. Eyes still searching, checking, checking again, making sure there was no imminent threat ready to rear its head into the lively event taking place.

He caught sight of his youngest brother across the room, chatting with a few Senators who seemed most displeased as they listened to him ramble about anything and everything. Decked out in a navy blue suit, goggles still framing his face, hands moving wildly as he explained something.

Wrecker and Crosshair were on lookout, nowhere to be seen in the immediate area.

“At least they don’t have to wear a suit,” Hunter bitterly thought to himself.

He continued his glance around the room, looking out for any signs of danger, taking sips out of his glass in hopes to relieve his inner turmoil. Women dressed in different gowns, all following the same design or pattern. The men dressed in suits similar to him and his fellow brother. People crowded in their own groups, only to move within minutes to another. He kept searching, eyes scanning everything until-

Hunter almost spit out the champagne in his mouth when his eyes landed on you.

You had come in later than the rest of the Batch, saying you needed more time to get ready, words yelled from behind the refresher door. They didn’t question it, telling you that they were going to get a head start. You had just told them to go, shouting that you would catch up.

He hadn’t even noticed you come in.

Oh, Maker.

Your dress was an open neckline, the sleeves of the bodice wrapped around your shoulders gently. Little butterflies placed delicately on the fabric as your collarbones stood out against the royal blue. More fabric going the length of your body, pooling out in a gown as it barely touched the floor. Layers upon layers hidden underneath the outermost layer of the deeper, true blue tulle. Tiny glitters that shimmered under the light from the chandeliers, hair donning the same small glitters. Skin that glowed from the twinkling of your dress, a smile gracing your lips as you gazed out into the crowd of people. A slow sway embracing your figure as the musicians finished the current song they had been performing.

A princess.

Hunter’s past worries had completely disappeared, focusing solely on you.

It was some other man who had sauntered up to you, clearly tipsy from the multiple drinks he had just had. Drunken grin laced on his face, an arm casually wrapping around your shoulder, though you were quick to duck away. He approached you again, words coming from his mouth that Hunter could hear as he stood only a few feet away.

He didn’t even know he was walking towards you, until your eyes met his at the sound of shoes hitting the marble floor.

“Come on, pretty girl, just-”

“May I have this dance?”

It was a soft, yet stern demand that had left his mouth at the sight of you. The soft smile you felt grow on your lips as you nodded once towards the Sergeant, your stomach flipping wildly up and down at the interaction. A disgusted grunt left the drunken man next to you, reaching to grab your other arm.

You were too quick though.

You had settled your hand into his instantly, allowing him to whisk you away to the dance floor, leaving the man in your departure. He was long gone.

Hunter was your only focus now.

He had led you right to the middle, a single spot open just for the two of you as others mingled around the empty space. As if you two were meant to be together in that spot.

A warm hand settling on your waist, a step of his foot that brought him closer to you. A smile so warm on his lips that the butterflies adorning the dress you wore fluttered straight into your stomach, flapping madly.

It was confusion that settled on your face, realizing there was no music to dance to. The previous song you had been so entranced by, only to be interrupted by that rude man. Hunter continued to stare at you with a loving gaze, not noticing the pull of your eyebrows in a questioning look.

“Hunter, there’s no music.”

He only chuckled quietly, another smile pulling at his lips.

“Just wait.”

It was then that the sound of the instruments finally ran out into the room.

They played softly at first, quiet.

Then it was the start of a sway. He led you of course, shifting from right to left with ease.

He moved as if he had been doing this his whole life.

As the music continued, he moved you out to his side, arm framing your waist for only a second before he roped you back into his other arm. The music began to pick up in speed slightly, his arm not holding your waist coming to lift your arm up and down, like a bird beating its wings. He moved it higher, sharper, removing his other hand from you, tucking it behind his back in a quick motion.

A spin brought you back into him, arm cradled against his chest gently, though he was quick to take it and twirl you away from him. Coming back as fast as you had left his warmth, only for him to take your arm gently as you faced backwards, casting you afar once again.

The giggle that came from your mouth as your dress swirled around you? Those butterflies from your dress must have swarmed into his stomach too.

You were grabbing his arm gingerly now, twisting away just to take a hold of his arm again as you rotated in a circular motion around the dance floor. It was quiet now, gazes all upon you as people began to back away, realizing you needed your space.

You broke from him, taking his hand in yours as you turned around to him, arms going up to the sky before coming back down to stretch themselves out again. Going around him once again, his hand leading yours to the ceiling before bringing it back down for a second time.

The music continued, louder and quicker.

You were in awe of Hunter.

In an instant, each of your hands grasped the other’s arms gently. You both were whirling around the room now, people quickly moving and stepping away to create more space.

Stepping a few feet, the slant of your head as it swooped in a graceful motion. Hunter changed the direction of your dance, still leading you all the same. Repeating the same steps, more laughter tumbling from your mouth as he took your hand and spun you around.

The music wound around the two of you, allowing you to step with ease as it changed and echoed through the grand room. Hunter brought you back to his chest again, only to cast you out to the side of him. Your arms poised, one hand laced in his while the other extended out.

Faster, pulling you in and out. Finally bringing you to his side as he held one of your arms out, the other hand placed atop your own at your waist. He pulled you back to him, hands holding your arms faintly as he spun you round and round for what felt like the millionth time.

You wouldn’t stop for anything though, no matter how many times you’d spun.

The swishing of your dress came to the crowd, people gasping in wonder as they backed up more, still watching as you two danced elegantly across the ballroom.

The smile on your lips was so wide, your cheeks began to ache with pure joy.

Hunter brought you back to the middle, spinning you out once before taking you close. Shifting to the right, suddenly grabbing your waist as he lifted you up off the ground for only a second. Your laughter rang out into the air, both of your smiles glowing in the dazzling light.

He took you out with one arm, reeling you back in. Hands grasped yours, spinning around like there was no one there. As if there could be no one watching, just a prince and a princess dancing through the night.

Perhaps you were meant to dance in the middle of the room that night.

He twirled you around, letting go for only a second, before appearing at your side once again. Repeating it again, taking you into his arms. Except this time, he fully picked you up, raising you up as your gown fluttered through the air.

Back in the middle, only to raise you up and spin you around. Coming down to meet his eyes, pure adoration staring back at you. His smile showed the elation that was pumping straight through his heart.

The music slowed, and he brought you in, arms taking yours.

A dip, him taking you back up in seconds, separating apart as you slowly bowed to the other.

A final beat, and then applause.

Shock was the first feeling you could register as people cheered all around you. It was as if he had learned this on Kamino, surprising you with a hidden talent that you didn’t know he had until now. Mouth agape as you tried to form words, though nothing could come out.

A chuckle and the warmth of his hand returning to yours.

“Later, my sweet princess. I’ll tell you later.”

He led you away from the dance floor, greeting Tech as he was informed that no activity had happened while he was preoccupied.

You nuzzled into his side, tightening your grip on his hand as the same drunken man from before appeared from the sea of people. Hunter felt your emotions change, and he looked up to find the same sight as you.

He took your other hand in his gently, gazing at you as he turned back to the creep from before. A sound close to a growl came from his throat as the man came closer, Hunter pulling you flush against him in response.

“You see this princess here in the blue? She’s mine.”

The kiss he leaned in to give you was so passionate, lips meeting in a flurry of heat and love. An angered yell, and the running of the man as he took away from the two of you.

Hunter pulled away to find your eyes still closed, a small smile on your lips. The ones he had just pressed his own too, showed that he loved them as much as he said he did.

“My prince,” you said quietly, finally opening your eyes.

He smiled, and dove back in for another kiss, your scent filling his nose. The splash of blue from your dress left his gaze as he closed his eyes in contentment.

His sweet princess in his arms at last, donning a blue so beautiful as the smile on her lips, remembering this night for years to come.

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fabricated-misslieness · 3 years

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pairing: james bucky barnes x male reader

req: yes | wc: 1.37 | cw: enemies to lovers, slight nsfw ending, swearing | 16+

anon: Can you write an enemies to lovers with Bucky Barnes and male reader with a slight nsfw? 👉👈❤ (if not then just an enemies to lovers👉👈❤)

a/n: enemies to lovers are amazing but hard to write

James Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier and bane of your existence.

You don’t know just why you hated him; in fact, you had some similarities, yet he still managed to piss you off just by breathing.

Everything about him was so damn irritating.

You’re sure he hated you too, but he never showed it as much as you did. You suppose that’s one of the ways he wins your arguments, he’s always calmer than you, less affected. He makes your blood boil but you can barely even make him mad.

Pathetic, really.

“What are you doing here?” You just wanted to train, you just wanted to go to the gym and work out in peace. Was that too much to ask for?

“Can’t I workout?” He responds with a roll of his eyes.

You despised that. Still, you had no real excuse to kick him out of the gym, nor did you want to leave just because of his presence.

As you do your thing, your weights, you can feel his stare on your back.

“What the fuck do you want, Barnes?” It’s until he’s looked you up and down that he snaps out of it. However, this time, unlike other times, he looks ashamed.

But he still bites his damn lip. “Spit it out.”

He looks back at you, eyebrows furrowed. “Spit what out?” His voice doesn’t give you any hints as to what he feels, and shit, you hate it.

“Whatever you have to say.”

He scoffs, “I have nothing to say.”

“Clearly, you do.” He groans frustratingly, pissed off by your bullshit. Still, he says nothing, gives you no insult, doesn’t tell you how angry he is.

“I don’t.” Even if he doesn’t voice it, his actions say everything. “Look, if my presence bothers you that much, I’ll just leave.”

“Good!”

“Good.”

“It’s his damn stare, Sam.”

“I know, right?!” Sam laughs. The Falcon had as much of a grudge as you did with Bucky, except they could cooperate with each other much better than you could. Still, you bonded over it.

“But, be honest with me, (y/n). It’s not just the stare, is it?” His tone is suggestive, in a flirty kind of way. You’re repulsed at the thought of being intimate with the Winter Soldier, but as much as you despise him, your chest also warms up. You hope for hatred.

“What ever do you mean?”

“You know what I mean.” He replies. The warmth in your chest increases.

“Shut up, Sam.”

“Come on!” He gives you an accusatory look, with a smirk that you want to punch off his face. Why is Sam your friend, again? “He pisses you off on a whole nother level than he pisses me off. Even I can tell.”

“Ugh, well…” You began relaying everything you hated about him and what he did.

He was serious and headstrong, although humorous and reckless at the same time. All the things you hated about him were silly, but dammit you would stick with them.

His vibranium arm, it felt like a cheat code. You’re sparring, he beats you, you’re arm wrestling, he refuses to use his normal arm, you’re arguing, he threatens to slap you with it. It’s all because of his damn powerful arm.

At times when his voice is so expressionless, yet his face gives away everything. If he’s going to glare at you, he might as well straight up tell you everything he feels about you.

The way he bit his lip when he was holding back an insult, you just wanted him to say it. What’s holding him back? Is it that bad that he thinks it’s going to affect you?

And most of all, his stare. You hadn’t noticed it since Sam brought it up but every time you noticed it, it never failed to anger you. Without fail, he looks you up and down, sizing you up as if you were about to throw hands; hell, you wanted to throw hands.

“(y/n), buddy, pal, dude... I’m pretty sure that’s sexual tension.”

“What the fuck, Sam?”

“Hey!” He raises his hands in a surrender motion. “I hate the guy too, but that’s a different kind of stare. He’s checking you out.”

“Sam-”

“Ey, ey, hear me out here.” The statement is usually followed up by a lengthy and logical explanation, but Sam isn’t the most logical of people. He puts his hands on your shoulders as if he’s about to tell you his whole life story before saying, “You’re emotionally constipated.”

“Sam!” You groan.

He gives you an all-knowing look. “You know it’s true.”

You roll your eyes, shake off his hands and walk out the room angrily. As you do, Sam shouts at you, “You can’t run from the truth, (y/n)!”

You don’t know how you ended up here. You don’t know when you and Barnes got so close that you could see every little detail of his face. You don’t know why you needed to be up in his face in the first place.

All you knew was that you were angry and you wanted to punch the Winter Soldier.

“It’s not my fault you pushed me under a literal bus!”

“It’s not my fault you’re a literal supersoldier!”

This was why you shouldn’t be put in the same mission without a mediator, hell, just together! If it wasn’t for his mistakes, and if it wasn’t for yours, the mission would’ve been fulfilled.

Any other person would’ve been good for the job.

At some point, he slapped you - with his non-metal arm. At some point, you balled up his shirt and pulled him towards you so that you scream in each other’s faces even closer.

At some point, you stopped shouting.

Your talk earlier that week with Sam sprung back into your mind. God, that motherfucker was right. Bucky glanced down, at your lips. His eyes snapped up to your eyes just as quick but they kept trailing down then back up.

Normally, this would’ve pissed you off, but at the moment, you were doing the same thing.

“Fuck.” He mutters. The movement of his lips causes them to brush against yours… this was torture, it really was. You wanted to lean forward, kiss him; every fiber of your being told you to pull away, but everything told you to lean in at the same time.

“Fucking kiss me, coward.” That was your pushing point.

Despite you initiating the kiss, he kisses you with a fervor surely fueled by his anger. You don’t know how long it lasts, but by the time you pull apart, you’re both desperate for air.

“I like you, you idiot.” Bucky’s voice is softer now. His eyebrows furrow, though the gesture is no longer irritating to look at.

Instead of giving a reply, you kiss him again. His lips are gentle and tender, yet they’re chapped at the same time. It’s not a nice texture to be kissing, but you weren’t being nice either.

As you get lost into the kiss, your grip on his shirt falters. He takes both your hands, delicately, and brings them together to hook around his waist. His own settle on your hair, tugging you as close to him as possible.

“Do you like me too?” He sounds desperate.

“I-” Your chest warms up, like it always does around him; and fuck, you realize it’s not anger, but attraction. He looks absolutely beautiful. “Does the kissing not tell you enough?”

“No,” He doesn’t banter with you. “tell me how you feel.”

Your heart tells you yes, your brain tells you yes, you like him and you want him. “I like you.��

Bucky smiles genuinely, but it’s not long before his face changes entirely. His eyes are half-lidded, and he smiles lazily yet playfully as he hooks a leg around your hip and pulls you closer to him. The grunt you let out as your pelvises press against each other only spurs him on.

The only space between you two is now between your lips, but he’s soon to seal that too.

Neither of you care that you’re at an alleyway out in public, despite that, neither of you bother to move.

He wants your right here, right now, and nothing’s stopping him.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #winter soldier x reader #winter soldier x male reader #bucky x male reader #bucky barnes x male reader #enemies to lovers #🧵nsfw⚠️#anonymousrequest

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SEVENTEEN- REACTION: THEIR S/O GETS INJURED (PART 2)

(PART ONE)

part two of @honeyylin ‘s request!!! sorry it took so long honey ㅠㅠ

also check out honey’s acc!!! they’ve recently started writing fic so give em a visit!! <3

today’s photo theme is green green green green green green green green green green

(I didn’t proofread this I will when it’s not 5 am lol)

tw: food, injury

SEOKMIN

• *insert terrified screaming*

• yikes. this man. this poor fellow.

• he’s so worried about you!!!

• like. you’re fine. it’s not a big deal you just won’t be able to walk without crutches for a while

• but this man PHYSICALLY refuses to go to work

• Jihoon even comes to your apartment to beat Seokmin’s ass gently request he come to work cuz they kind of need him

• but no, because “y/n needs me more!!”

• please you’re fine. you can walk and you work from home already. you’ll live. You’ve been injured before.

• this goes in one ear and out the other!

• he will stay home and baby you and peek in your room every ten minutes like “hey are you ok???? do you need anything???”

• it’s kind of endearing

• the calls you keep getting from Seungcheol and Jihoon are not though because SOMEONE keeps forgetting to “call in sick” to work!!

• it’s just part of the whole shebang. he calms down eventually and gets over the anxiety of you getting even more hurt or struggling and goes back to the others

• but you bet your ass when he comes home at night you’re not going anywhere and he’s gonna baby you until he deems you all better

• also he definitely just likes babying you because he doesn’t declare you better until a week after the doctor does, “just to be safe!!!”

• he loves you very much and if anything we’re to happen to the love of his life he’d like. Evaporate on the spot

• 10/10 man right here

MINGYU

• ok so we know how clumsy this man is

• he technically knows how to take care of injuries

• also the injury was sort of maybe his fault ):

• he tripped over a damn rock and made you stumble too, falling and scraping up your leg

• and this poor man is apologizing faster than he raps

• you’re not badly hurt, and when the pain wears off you’re laughing

• and Mingyu’s all pouty lol

• and though you assure him that you’re ok and everyone trips up sometimes, he just wants to make it up to you

• he is also one of the other mfs who would make soup. him and Josh r gonna open a soup kitchen s2g

• but he’s also super cheesy and you wake up from a nap and see that Mingyu’s gone out and gotten flowers and made some nice food and made a little mini date in ur apartment

• and he just feels so bad !!!! please help this man

• once you joke that maybe you should get injured more often so you guys have more dates like this he finally really calms down

• but like I said, he’d know how to treat any injury

• maybe not well, and I’m sure this man’s instinctive response is “I will put a bandaid on it and move on with my life” but how focused he is when he is just wiping off dirt from your arm or leg or whatever and making you sit still while he gauzes it up is just really sweet he cares so much

MINGHAO

• this man does not know anything.

• I mean don’t get me wrong he’s incredibly smart and emotionally intelligent but also. there’s nothing in this man’s brain except for dastardly ideas

• and you nearly breaking your arm is not exactly a dastardly idea

• so he kinda just shuts down

• he wants to help !!! So bad !!!! but he can’t do anything !!!

• like he’s genuinely such a kind dude and always willing to help even if he teases about it and just always there

• and this is the one thing he can’t help with!!!

• so frustrated ):

• so he spends his time with you by lurking with a pout, ready for any request you had

• he definitely looks like a lost puppy ㅠㅠ

• maybe you act a little more helpless than usual so he can feel better about himself. just maybe

• seeing him brighten when you ask him to get the pasta from the top shelf or help with the laundry is completely worth getting hurt for!!

• eventually he cheers up and goes back to his normal and teasing ways

• and once you heal up he’s so glad he can hug you super tight again (:<

SEUNGKWAN

• Ah, Seungkwan.

• be prepared for lots of passive-aggressive scolding

• I mean when it first happens you can see the panic in this poor man’s eyes

• ok well technically you texted him about it but his reply was violently misspelled and he showed up at your house within 15 minutes

• tbh you should be scolding him because he definitely was speeding to get home that fast

• but he was scolding you!!!

• like wtf you’re already feeling shitty and then Seungkwan comes over and is acting like your mom

• but this man is emotionally mature!!!

• he notices how frustrated and snippy your replies get and calms down, hugging you tightly where you sit on the bathroom counter as he cleans you up

• complains about getting blood on his shirt tho the bastard

• but he definitely hangs out with you for the rest of the day and you catch up and eat ice cream while you lie around on the floor and it’s just. aju nice. (lol)

• he does his best to keep your mind off of any pain or struggling, and we all know this man is a master of distraction so it goes very well

• he’s a very home-y person and you always feel safe with him (:

VERNON

• his literal response is “well that’s not good”

• you fuckin call him like “hey sol I’m in urgent care kinda like. broke my arm” and he’s just like “Yeah that’s a problem”

• thank you Hansol “Sherlock” Chwe

• he is just. out of his element please this man will just stare at your cast or whatever with wide eyes like “yo you broke your arm” yes Vernon

• he’s kinda just fascinated ngl

• he lets you tell your story with wide eyes, beaming proudly when you said you didn’t cry

• he’s like “yeah that’s my partner (:< so cool and badass”

• he’s just very silly about it and doesn’t treat you any differently

• which is nice because you kinda hate people bringing attention to it cuz it’s annoying as shit already ):<

• and he’s already so helpful and willing to do chores or whatever so you don’t have to worry about carrying things or washing dishes or whatever cuz Vernon’s got it!!!

• plus it’s adorable how literally every night he’s just like “it’s so cool how you have a cast” like it’s the dumbest thing ever but he finds it so entertaining. like not even the fact you got hurt just like “holy shit like. it’s cement they basically cement your arm in place you have cement on your arm y/n you could knock someone out with that”

• he’s a cutie lol

CHAN

• ok contrary to popular belief I think he would handle it very well!!

• don’t get me wrong this man is PANICKING under the surface but like. he’s so calm about it on the outside??? hello????

• you call him during practice like “hey so I kinda got hurt I’m ok tho, at the doctor rn” and he’s just like “yes ok are you ok?!”

• little dude lol

• and even though you are, in fact, completely fine, he’s gotta worry smh it’s his job!!

• he comes home and listens to the story as he helps you change the bandages with the most gentle hands ))))):

• and being near you definitely helps calm him down

• he’s back to teasing and being goofy in no time

• this man also definitely knows some medical shit idk what makes me think that but he knows how to like. deal with an injury.

• he definitely is very medically aware idk man I feel like he listens to doctor speak cuz it’s cool and is like “oh yeah go ice that you don’t want it cramping up” whenever one of the other guys complains about something minor lol

• he’s very caring ): I love he sm (:

• he can be a little rat but he knows when to stop and be an ally and what an excellent ally he is!!!!!!!!!

I’m so sorry I’ve never done an after note like this before but seeing all the green and plants makes me think of this damn tweet and I can’t stop laughinh

“he has pollen allergy” I’m sobbing please

#x reader #kpop x reader #svt #svt x reader #seventeen #svt scenarios #svt reactions #dokeyom #Seokmin #mingyu #minghao #the8 #seungkwan #Vernon #hansol #Dino #lee Chan

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headcanons for being rodrick’s best friend:

warnings: mentions of drinking and sex + kinda strong language ?

english is not my first language so forgive eventual mistakes! hehe

- you both wouldn’t hesitate to get in a fight if you hear someone insulting the other. you once got detention after punching some dude because he said rodrick will never go anywhere in life and rodrick waited in his van outside school then picked you up and almost cried at the sight of your black eye, but then he grabbed your chin and after analyzing your face he came to the conclusion that you looked cool as hell like that

- taking you to buy ice cream and paying because “she got a black eye for me, so it’s on me this time” and the cashier giggles

- everytime someone mentions that they find rodrick cute you start telling them how kind, sweet and funny he is despite the fake persona he puts on around girls and when they question if you like him given how well you speak of him you just reply:”what? no! i’m advertising him”

- rodrick on the other hand just laughs at their faces and says “she’s way too good for you” or “if you ever make her cry consider yourself dead” but if you actually start dating the person he will act ridiculously friendly like “heyyyy *name*, you are such a perfect match, that’s what i’ve been saying you know. i’m so happy!”

- you borrow each other’s clothes so often that sometimes you look down at your dirty black converse and can’t remember if originally they were yours or his

- you tattoo small silly things onto each other and you definitely have the löded diper logo somewhere on yourself

- you love to sing along to songs together. you either do it in his room, pretending you’re playing at a concert and end up listening to some guilty pleasure songs that you wouldn’t dare to jam to if someone else was there to see or in heffley’s kitchen: rodrick sitting on the counter mimicking the drums and you jumping around mimicking the guitar, susan sometimes changes the song without asking so you suddenly start hearing ABBA and rodrick gets soo annoyed lol

- you also do that to cheer yourselves up, if one is sad about someone/something the other will put up a mini concert and act silly until they manage to bring out a laugh (you use his drumstick as a microphone)

- amazing AMAZING chemistry. like he’ll say something like “remember the turtles thing” and you’ll instantly understand what he’s talking about. also same childish sense of humor.

- he truly thinks you’re the coolest person ever, whenever you do something that he finds rad like burp really loud or talk about that time you broke into one of your friends’ ex house because she wanted to take some of her stuff back and he didn’t let her he looks at you in awe and gets flustered because “my best friend is so freaking cool woo-hoo!!!!”

- you love staying at this house because it’s filled with love and chaos in a positive way, whenever you have to go home you’re sad and to survive the fights or the cold silence you cling to the fact that you’ll be at his house again soon. rodrick knows that and always wants you to stay a little longer, so his house ends up being a second home for you

- sitting in the back of his van talking about literally everything

- if you can’t find a significant other you go to prom together as friends and just take the most stupid pics that you’ll look back to and smile. and halfway through the party you’re already bored and just go outside and listen to your punk music

- you get ABSOLUTELY mad at bill at the talent show, you yell in his face that löded diper is nothing without rodrick and you proceed to rip off the paper with the band name that they attached to the drums

- rodrick feels a bit better when he hears your words and you two sit in silence for a while with his head on your shoulder

- then greg convinces their mom to let rodrick play, rodrick hugs you and you two jump up and down in excitement, you thank greg a million times

- you obviously record the exhibition just like you always do. you were there since their first small concert

- you always add your little comments that make rodrick feel so special when he rewatches the videos, like you truly care and are really a fan of their music

- *zooming on rodrick twirling the drumsticks around his fingers in the backstage, waiting for löded diper to be called on stage* “here we can see a drummer in his natural habitat... i’m glad i’m far away because i know by experience that he kinda stinks... anyway you will notice that he’s a bit nervous... and for what? hate to admit it but he’s great at what he does”

- “i hate her” he says to himself while watching the tape, while not being able to stop smiling because he’s so lucky to have you as a friend

- taking care of each other when you’re drunk !!

- he forgets how to do stuff so you have to drag him to his bed and take off his shoes and jacket

- instead you start questioning life and he has to reassure you that you’ll be okay. oh and you absolutely can’t stand. literally zero balance. so it’s so funny when both of you are drunk because who’s gonna be the stable one while walking home?!

- “god i can’t stand you two” – the friend that has to take your annoying asses home

- meeting him at the public swimming pool and dipping because that place is almost as bad a school

- greg asks you what do you see in him since you’re his friend and also a girl, you say you can’t reveal too much because that would be working with the enemy but you assure him that rodrick can be a kind, funny guy and growing up he’ll notice

- greg still thinks you’re a freak for willingly spending time with his brother

- rodrick’s girlfriend finding your clothes in his room and the both of you having to explain it’s just an habit and there’s nothing malicious about it

- rodrick forgetting about you for a week because he’s so obsessed with impressing heather, he comes back saying sorry a million times and saying that he realized it’s not as fun when you’re not around

- rodrick’s mom shipped you guys for a while and even his dad admitted that you were a good match (which he didn’t mean as a positive thing shxjdhd), but after realizing you two are just friends susan felt sad because that meant she had to witness rodrick acting like a douche to impress girls for a bit more

- one of you definitely walked in while the other was having sex with someone lmaoososos

- you couldn’t stop laughing about it when you met afterwards

- “nice c*ck/t*ts (your choice) by the way”

- “SHUT UP but also, thank you”

- you can’t say no to the other’s ideas no matter how stupid they are. rip

- being grateful for the other because “i truly couldn’t have survived school without you”

- eating A LOT of junk food

- going to the cinema to watch horror movies, sometimes he can’t sleep afterwards so you have to hold him and it’s so funny to you

- arguing every once in a while and when his voice rises of a few octaves you can’t help but laugh

- “yo, STOP LAUGHING.”

- “ok squeaky toy”

- “we’re done”

- “noOOOO”

- when it’s more serious one of you always ends up looking for the other and both say sorry

- “i can’t really stay mad at you. i just don’t see the point”

- you’re gonna give speeches at each other’s weddings if you decide to marry and it’s going to be SO chaotic :’)

- WAIT ALSO matching tattoos !!!!

- basically he’d do anything for you and you’d do anything for him and it’s a bond for life babeyyyyyy

(shorter but still cool part 2)

#rodrick heffley #rodrick heffley headcanons #diary of a wimpy kid #not my rodrick #rodrick cult #mine #rodrick x reader #rodrick heffley x reader #rodrick heffley x female reader #rodrick x female reader #rodrick friendship fic #doawk

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✾❃S.H+D.K- A Bisexual Mess✶

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Warnings: Smut, threesome, spit roasting, suggested poly relationship

Words: 3407

Pairing(s): Kaminari Denki x Sero Hanta x FEM!reader

Summary: Being attracted to your friend is weird, and your boyfriend having a crush on him too is even weirder.

Ok so I might’ve gotten carried away and prepared a basket instead... oops. Enjoy!

Part two

===NSFW UNDER THE CUT===

Sero Hanta always bragged about you to his friends, which wasn't a secret by any means. Well, not a secret to anybody except you. What can he say? You're perfect to him, and who's he to keep that information to himself? He would spew everything he loved about you and more, infuriating Bakugo and making Kaminari jealous.

You didn't mean to eavesdrop, really! Well, not at first. Buuut... your pretty little boyfriend mentioned your name in his conversation with the Bakusquad, and you couldn't help it. You stood quietly outside of your home office— the only place in the house you allowed Hanta to smoke —and leaned as close to the door as you dared.

"She's just so perfect," you broke into a smile at Sero's words.

"Will you stop bragging about y/n-chan?" Kaminari groaned dramatically from within the room, "I almost can't take it anymore! You know that I like her. Stop making me jealous on purpose because I can't have her!"

Your eyes widened slightly at Kaminari's words. He did? Since when? Well, that was a silly thing to think; Kami has probably had a crush on everyone in high school at one point or another. But the fact that he just admitted it to Hanta was straight-up bold.

"Yeah I know," you heard Sero smirk, "ever since you've heard about her magic mouth you've wanted a piece."

"-wha? Wrong. I've had a crush on her longer than that!" Kaminari argued. You could hear Mina in the back cracking up.

"Will you two shut up?!" Bakugo yelled, rattling the door. "Every fucking time I'm here is all 'y/n this' and 'y/n that' ok we gET IT, THE TWO OF YOU ARE IN LOVE WITH HER!"

You stood in their silence for a moment, trying to process that holy shit, the Mega-Virgin Kaminari has a crush on you, even before you sucked Hanta off for the first time! What was happening?

"K'mon, bro," Kirishima chided, and you heard the slap of his hand land on Bakugo's back. "Chill out, take another hit. Y/n-san might pop in if she hears too much noise."

"Whatever, 'tch," Bakugo huffed, "kinda wanna go home anyway, you nerds don't have anything interesting to talk about."

You quietly hurried away to your shared bedroom at the sound of footsteps, pretending that you hadn't just heard Hanta openly talk about your 'magic mouth', and Kaminari's confession. You could still feel the flustered blush on your cheeks as Kirishima and Bakugo walked down the hall to the front door, the latter grumbling about "those damn nerds".

"Wait, guys," Mina called to them, "I don't want to be stuck with those love-sick idiots!"

After Kiri offered to buy the pink girl an Uber home and the front door was shut, all you could hear was the muffled conversation a room over. You snuck back to the office door, and pressed your ear against it.

"-s-stop!" You heard Kaminari stutter.

"Never! It's so fun to make you flustered over my girl," you playfully shook your head at Hanta's words. Typical Sero move.

It was silent for a few minutes, broken soon after with a, "dude! What the hell?" From Hanta.

"I- it's- it's your fault!" Kaminari retorted, apparently spinning around in the squeaky office chair.

"You-," Sero burst out laughing, "you got hard just from me talking about her! Bet it was the part I told you when y/n and I were at that one restaurant-."

"S-shut up!" Kaminari squeaked.

Your face flushed considerably pinker. Right here, right now, were two boys that were sexually attracted to you on the other side of the door. You felt your stomach flip and twist in excitement at the new feeling.

"It's kinda cute that you're so into her," you heard Hanta tease. "You're always a blushing mess, and just stuttering over your words."

"Damn S-sero," Denki said grouchily, "stop making fun of me."

You couldn't help but press your ear completely against the door, the two boys inside were too high to notice the shadow under the door anyway. Was Hanta... Flirting?

"I'm not making fun of you," Sero paused. "I'm just calling you cute."

You drowned out the rest of their conversation with your thoughts, trying to connect dots together. Hanta was a little suspicious at times from what you could see over his shoulder. Suspicious of what, exactly? Being gay, or at least bisexual. You saw him close tabs of soft-core gay porn occasionally, and you even accidentally stumbled upon Sero's old diary from years back. You didn't worry too much about it, but now... was he suppressing his feelings? Was he about to cheat on you?

Your heart dropped at that thought. Hanta was a nice guy and he wouldn't do that to you, right? He wouldn't lie about loving you. Not after what you heard earlier. Or was that just to fluster Kaminari? You shook your head in an attempt to clear your mind, and tuned back in on the two boys.

"-AH—! Wait!" You heard Sero panic, "I didn't- I shouldn't've-!"

".. shouldn't have kissed me?" Denki squeaked quietly so you had to strain to hear.

What on Earth did you miss while you were spaced out?

"Well- I was just thinking about h-how cute you are, and I forgot that I can't kiss someone who isn't my partner!" Hanta stressed, "god why do I have to love both of you..."

Your eyebrows raised at that, and listened in a little harder. Did you hear that right? Sero had a crush on Kaminari?

Honestly you couldn't blame him when the blond was so undeniably attractive, especially with the smudged black eyeliner on the corners of his eyes and the lightning bolt streak in his hair. You wouldn't lie that you liked him a bit too, but you suppressed those feelings for Hanta.

"I- I can go if you want," Kaminari mumbled, voice cracking slightly.

"Er- if you want. I don't mind chilling with you a bit longer. Just— don't tell y/n what happened. I- I'll tell her later when I figure out what to say," Hanta said.

"You sure she won't get mad at you?" Said a concerned Denki. "I know how much you love her, and I don't want you two to break it off.."

"Weeelll," Sero dragged on nervously, "y/n is very understanding, a-and I also need to tell her a few other things anyway."

You headed towards the living room, hearing all you needed to. You honestly didn't exactly know what to think about what just happened. Hanta kissed Denki, who likes you, and you that likes Hanta who also likes Denki. What even.

You sat comfortably on the couch, watching the last of the sun meander under the horizon. You nervously tapped on your phone after playing games on it for about an hour, waiting for Kaminari to leave so you could talk with Hanta. You finally heard the office door open, and you turned your head. Sero shuffled towards you with a sleeping Denki in his arms. The blonde's mouth was wide open and snoring lightly, drool going halfway down his chin.

"Uh," Hanta said awkwardly, "help."

You giggled and jumped up from your to help your boyfriend position Kaminari on the couch, who immediately latched onto a pillow mumbling incoherently.

"Whatta dude," you stated, fists on your hips.

"Yeah..." Hanta scratched the back of his neck. "Uh, I have to talk to you about something. It's pretty serious so we can wait until later if you want."

"Nah," you shook your head, "you've seemed off lately, and I'm guessing you just need it off your chest."

"Well, if you don't mind," Hanta plopped down on the love seat. You kneeled over to lean your head on his knee as he sucked in a shaky breath. "I- Um. I- I think I'm Bi."

You nodded your head understandingly, taking his hand in yours. "Ok, baby. Thank you for telling me."

"—there is o-one more thing I-I have to confess," Sero shook, "just please don't hit or yell at me."

"I would never, baby. I'm here for you," you looked up at him encouragingly, giving him a smile.

"O-ok. Uh, I kinda, well... I kinda kissed Kami. O-on the lips," Hanta's eyes looked away from yours, floating to the floor.

"Do you regret it?" You asked, keeping a calm exterior.

"Uh- I dunno. I do because I'm with you.. but... I- I think I don't," Sero looked incredibly guilty, and he squeezed your hand, "I love you, b-but I also have a crush on him..."

"That's ok," you reassured, reaching up to turn his head back to you, "I don't mind if you want to be in a relationship with him too, separately or not."

Hanta looked incredibly surprised, and a smile split his face, "really?!"

"Yes really," you giggled, kissing his cheek. "I can share you."

Sero, being the genius he was, suggested introducing Denki into the relationship with a threesome. Totally not skipping a few steps or anything.

"Are you sure he'd be willing to do that?" You had asked. "He's a virgin to basically everything."

"Oh, he'd be willing alright," Hanta smirked. "I'll message him about it then?"

"Mhm," you nodded, "it'll be fun. We'll get to tease him."

Denki was freaking out. Actually, he was more than freaking out. He was freaking out and jerking off. Multitasking. He could not believe his eyes when he opened Sero's text message, four glorious words: 'wanna have a threesome?'

Of course, Denki had asked if his friend had been joking or not before opening up his mind to fantasies. He got off rather quickly, though who could blame him. He swore that his libido was abnormally high, because even the thought of you, (and Sero as well), would get him flustered and he would pop a boner.

The next day when he came over, his teeth brushed and pubes trimmed, he stood outside your apartment door for at least a minute before knocking. His mind would keep circling the same thoughts: 'Sero just wants you to embarrass yourself in front of her', 'he told y/n about your crush and now they want to laugh at you', 'holy fuck is this actually happening', and 'I hope Sero actually doesn't mind sharing'.

"Sup, man," Hanta grinned as he opened the door for his blushing crush, a far too casual greeting for the situation about to unfold.

"H-hey," Kaminari grinned back, shuffling inside and slipping off his shoes.

"Y/n's just making up a snack so we can chat before uh, y'know," Hanta held back his blush, already nervous because damn, did Denki put on eyeliner or something? He looked hotter than usual.

"Take a seat in the living room, I'm almost done!" You called from the kitchen as you poured one last cup of tea. You carried the tray of tea and homemade cookies to the coffee table, and sat yourself down on the love seat. You couldn't lie— you were nervous as shit at the moment. You looked up as Hanta led a very flustered and anxious Kaminari behind him, and you gave a comforting wave.

"H-hi," Kaminari squeaked, sitting himself on the couch in front of you. He rubbed the sweat off his hands on his pants, trying to avoid your gaze.

"Hey!" You greeted kindly with a smile.

"Alright so now what," Hanta stated, plopping himself beside Denki only looking slightly nervous.

"We discuss boundaries!" You said cheerfully. You reached over for your cup and took a sip. "Any hard no's?"

"Kaminari's not fucking you," Hanta crossed his arms. "Not yet, I want it to be more special than this..."

Denki choked on his drink, sputtering on his tea.

"Kami, any hard no's?" you steered.

"U-uh not right now," the electric blond stuttered, eyeing Sero nervously.

"Ok great!" You exclaimed, clapping your hands together, "the safe word Hanta and I use is 'soy sauce'."

"That's two-."

"Yeah same difference," you waved Kaminari off. "Anyway, my hard no's are just don't hit me, don't degrade me, and don't choke me out."

The two boys nodded anxiously.

"Holy fuck," Denki muttered as he watched Sero kiss your lips, palming his dick through his jeans. He admired your half undressed state as he feverishly threw off his T-shirt.

Without looking, Hanta held out his hand in a 'come hither' motion, and Kaminari steered over to his friend. Sero pulled away from you for a moment, guiding Denki's shaky hands to your bare waist. Once the two of you continued kissing, Kaminari hugged your waist closer and kissed the side of your neck. Your encouraging moans excited him, and he kissed your skin harder.

Denki's hips couldn't help but rut against your backside, drawing out a soft groan from him. He peered his head up to Sero, who turned to give him a gentle kiss, and Kaminari could feel your saliva on his lips. You turned to face the blonde, leaning forwards to propose a kiss. Denki filled the gap quickly, and met your lips with his. It was a messy kiss, but neither you nor Kami cared. You heard Hanta grumble in your ear, nipping at the cartilage carefully.

Honestly, Denki thought he was being spoiled rotten. You were so soft in his arms, and he swore he could stay like this forever. Sero's nimble fingers snuck to the back of your bra and quickly unclasped it, making Denki suck in a jittery breath.

"Hmmh," you sighed as Hanta cupped your breasts gently, waiting for Denki to desperately ask for a turn.

"You can touch her, Denks," Sero chuckled, leaning over and kissing his friend again.

Denki mumbled into the kiss, and shakily moved to grasp your tits from behind. His cock couldn't help but twitch in his pants as he massaged your nipples softly, his lips still locked with Hanta's. Kami pulled back with a gasp, strings of saliva still attaching them.

"Oh so good," Denki whined as he humped your ass, breathing heavily into your ear.

"Mmm, Denki~ take your pants off for us, won't you?" You licked your lips and watched as Kaminari hobbled out of his skinny jeans.

He looked at you with wide eyes as you sat on your bed, with Sero following suit. Denki moaned when the two of you started making out again, and nervously edged closer to the bed. You smiled at him encouragingly and reached out a hand to play with the elastic of his boxers. A whimper left his throat as you trailed a finger up his clothed shaft, and he eyed Hanta guilty.

"It's ok!" The smiling man replied, helping you get into a better position. "Let loose a little, dude."

Denki wasn't sure he could do that since you were slowly pulling down the hem of his underwear, his cock springing up to slap his stomach before standing straight out. He slipped down his boxers and kicked them away, having full attention on you and your beautiful e/c eyes.

Hanta was massaging your ass cheeks as Denki experienced your mouth for the first time, and he pulled down your panties, (which were soaked, by the way). You moaned against Kami's cock as Sero rubbed the inside of your thighs with his warm hands, causing Denki to let out a lewd groan. His eyes kept switching from you, to Sero, and back to you again.

"So wet for me, y/n," Hanta mumbled, "if I knew you were into this stuff I would've invited Kami over earlier."

You hummed in response, too busy indulging yourself with Denki's dick. You enjoyed making him squirm in his stance, licking over the glans of his cock and the underside of his shaft. You swore you could see his eyes start to water up.

Kaminari was wide eyed as he watched Hanta strip out of his briefs and give himself a few pumps. Denki's mouth opened in a silent moan when Sero lined up to your entrance and slowly inched inside, letting out a low groan when he bottomed out. You hummed diligently on the cock you were sucking and grabbed Denki's hand to put on your head, letting him grasp your hair like reins.

The electric blond babbled quietly as he watched Hanta pump into you, forcing Denki's cock further down your throat. The way your mouth contracted around him made Denki's legs shake, and he got red in the face trying to keep his hands from urging your head deeper.

"You look like you're having a good time, Denks," Sero commented as he admired the blonde's teary eyes. His hips rolled forwards in a new rhythm and you griped pleasantly as you fisted the sheets under you.

"Fuuuck yeah," Kaminari grumbled, catching up with his friend's rhythm. He was over the moon, and was just trying not to cum prematurely so he could enjoy this moment longer.

"Don't be afraid to fuck her face," Hanta said smugly, repositioning his hands on your hips. "She loves choking on cock, ain't that right beautiful?"

You wept in agreement, looking up at Denki with soft, pleading eyes. You bobbed your head faster in his loose grasp, gagging and sputtering on spit and precum. The man above you groaned with satisfaction and fisted your hair and forced his dick deeper into your tight throat. His thrusts came in a perfect rhythm with Sero's, and whenever you moved, you were getting impaled from either end.

Your limbs shook as you struggled to breathe with the cock in your mouth, and your pussy clenched around Hanta desperately. You felt tears stream down your cheeks as you sobbed for breath, enjoying every moment. You nearly squealed as Sero pressed a vibrator against your clit, and your vision fuzzed a bright white.

"Gonna cum, baby?" Hanta egged on, panting for oxygen. "C'mere Den, kiss me."

You whined loudly as you heard the two men kissing above you, and your stomach tightened and rolled around pleasantly. You gurgled on Denki's cock as you came, pussy pulsing with need and delight.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Kaminari moaned in tune with his thrusts, so close to the edge that you could practically taste his cum already.

"Oh shit, y/n. You're so— tigHT," Hanta groaned as he rutted against you one more time before you felt his warm cum fill your insides.

Right on cue, Denki hit his peak right after Sero, moaning about how good your mouth felt and how hot you were, "god, Hanta, she looks so fucking good like this."

Denki let out a choked whine as he finally let his orgasm take over his body, and he held your head in place as his semen ran down your throat. You choked it down before Kami pulled away, and you opened your mouth to reveal strings of saliva and cum.

"Holy fucking shit," Denki said, exasperated, "I feel like I'm not gonna go soft for a week."

"You alright, my love?" Hanta said softly as he let you fall onto your chest, ass still up.

"Hell yeah," you mumbled, your voice scratchy and sore from being face-fucked. You watched Kami stand awkwardly as Sero wiped you down with a warm cloth, taking care between your thighs.

"Denki, go get some water please," Hanta instructed as he rolled you over. "You did so good, baby. The best."

You hummed softly in response, already feeling your eyes flutter sleepily. Kaminari held out a straw to you, and you sucked down the cool substance thankfully.

"That was the best blowjob ever," Denki sighed happily, watching Hanta scoop out the cum from your cunt.

"It was your only blowjob, Kami," you mumbled teasingly, a soft smirk on your face.

You felt yourself drift into a calm state, and you could only hear the muffled voices of your boyfriend, and... your other boyfriend? You fell into a comforting, dreamless sleep, and you knew that Denki would make a great addition to your relationship.

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Marriage (Demetri Volturi x Reader)

You looked down at the fancy card before you, a wedding invitation. It wasn't expected in the slightest and you gasped seeing just who was getting married. Edward and Bella. You didn't even know about their engagement. It wasn't long after that Aro told you they had received word Edward and Bella were to be married. You nodded with a polite smile. "Yes," You raised the invitation in your hand. "I've been invited." This made Demetri turn his head towards you. "This proves my point, Aro." Caius began. "They are mocking us with their delays!" "Of course not, brother. Our dear (Y/N) was good friends with Bella before joining us." Aro replied, casting you a smile. "Tell me, do you plan on attending?" "Actually, I figured it would be best to discuss that with you and Demetri." You said moving to Demetri's side. "Well, I can assure you, you have our approval on the condition that you don't go alone. Other than that, we trust you'll make the right decision." Aro nodded to Demetri. "Why don't you go with young (Y/N) and discuss this further?" Demetri nodded silently. "Thank you." You bowed slightly with another polite smile. "It's always a pleasure to see you, (Y/N), farewell my dears." Aro's eyes gleamed.

The leaders liked you more than people would have thought. You were pretty young in their eyes and such respect was hard to come by in humans in modern eras. You, however, once settled in had the upmost respect for the three and we're always very pleasant. So much so that even Caius thought highly of you, even if he didn't show it. The leaders seemingly surprised that despite meeting you through Bella when Edward had come to Italy, you were the least troublesome human they had ever known. It was at that time that you had discovered you were Demetri's mate and whilst you were evidently uncomfortable at first. You were able to keep your senses and be as respectful as you could. With that, they concluded that they could trust you to obey them just like every other guard.

As the doors closed behind you, Demetri took your arm into his, walking you both down the corridor at a leisurely pace. "I must admit, I am surprised you received an invitation." Demetri began, casting a glance at the invitation in your free hand. "I am too." You nodded at him with a look of unease. "I didn't think...they never tried to contact me." "I'm sure it's nothing personal, my darling." Demetri's gaze met yours. "I believe it solely to be due to our business with the Cullen's, not you." You nodded in agreement. "I understand. I just...it kind of hurts sometimes. You know? Even after all this time." You looked down, cracking a smile. "That's very silly of me. I don't even-" "No, it is not. Darling, it's not silly at all. I completely understand." Demetri reassured you, his brow furrowing slightly at your self deprecating comments. "I thought they hated me. That they'd find it easier to think that way at least." You admitted. "Darling, they haven't seen you since they were last here. If they hate anyone, it's our coven and we stand between them and you." You smirked at him. "Trust you never to share." Demetri hummed in amusement. "I don't share, especially when it comes to you."

Demetri led you to one of the many living rooms, this one containing the twins and Felix. "Do you want to attend?" Demetri asked. "Attend what?" Felix asked before you could respond. Demetri shot Felix a look for interrupting you. "I wasn't talking to you." "Yeah, so? What are you talking about?" Felix asked again. You smiled at Demetri with amusement. "Edward and Bella are getting married and I got an invitation to the wedding." You barely heard Jane's noise of disgust. "How...boring." Felix deflated. "Not a fan of weddings?" You asked lightly. Felix shook his head. "Don't mind them, don't like him." Felix responded. "Bella is a pretty face. Although that's where my interest stops." Felix shrugged. "As I was saying," Demetri began, sitting on the couch before reaching for you and tugging you to sit beside him. "Do you want to go?" "If I wanted to go, would you go with me?" Demetri sighed. "I saw that one coming." "Demetri..." You pleaded. "At least consider it for a second?" "You want me to go with you to this wedding knowing that I won't be welcomed. So are you asking me to lurk in the distance?" "Of course not." You frowned. "Demetri, if I were to go to the wedding, you'd be going with me as my husband." Demetri's head turned to you. "Really?" "Of course. You're my husband and if they want me there then they'll need to tolerate you being there." Something about you saying he was your husband made him smile slightly. The two of you weren't able to get married. Whilst a piece of him died repeatedly at the thought of being unable to marry you, to hear you didn't need a wedding and deemed him your husband already, made his heart swoon. He took your hand into his own and kissed your knuckles. "Do you want to go?" He asked again quietly. You nodded slowly before your eyes fell to your lap. "I know what I'm asking here and if you don't want to, or think it isn't what's best...I want to hear it." Demetri sighed again. "I can't say no to that face." He threw his head back. You looked up sharply. "Wait, really?" "Have I ever lied to you?" Demetri furrowed his brow, not understanding why you'd question him. You threw your arms around him, nestling into his neck. "Thank you." You said quietly. He hummed, rubbing your back. "I suppose I'll live if I watched those two wander off into their happily ever after." You sat up with a unconvinced look. "Happily ever after is so unrealistic." Demetri's jaw dropped, immediately turning his gaze to you with full attention. "We live happily ever after right now!" Demetri was offended to say the least and you nearly laughed at his face of complete disbelief. "Do we though? Really?" "Yes!?" Demetri answered loudly. Alec and Felix began to chuckle. "Doesn't happily ever after imply nothing bad ever happens? Like we argue sometimes Demetri, just like every other couple. Not everything is rainbows and sunshine with us." "Yes, but we will be together in spite of all of that! Which is why we live happily ever after because I cannot and will not even imagine myself with someone else!" Demetri gawked. "Do we need to have a talk?" Felix burst out laughing. "No, I'm just saying!" You responded. "Like you wouldn't change a thing about me? There isn't one character flaw that drives you mad?" "Of course you have flaws, just as I do! That doesn't mean I want to change you." "Dude your face...!" Felix said in-between laughs. "How am I supposed to react!? I thought we were happy!" Demetri cried out. "We are!" You laughed, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm just saying it's unrealistic to think that lasts forever with no troubles." "Oh darling let me tell you, you will be surprised." Demetri responded and Felix continued to roar with laughter.

Later that night, you and Demetri were in your shared room. He moved behind you, winding his arms across your body and burying his face into your neck, taking in your scent. "So you consider me your husband?" He asked, before kissing your neck. You cracked a smile. "Of course. You and I are forever aren't we? So why wouldn't I?" "You know how much that means to me because..." Demetri trailed off. It affected Demetri more than yourself that you couldn't get married. "Hey..." You said quietly, getting his attention before holding up your hand. There on your left ring finger was the ring he gave you. "...See this? You gave it to me and I've wore it ever since. You and I both know that is my wedding ring. Wedding or not, we're married. Or at least we are to me. You can think what you like." Demetri smiled. "I like that." He pressed you further against him, kissing your neck again. "I like that a lot."

The day had arrived and you checked yourself over once again. Demetri came up behind you, looking at you through your reflection of the mirror. "My darling, you never fail to take my breath away." You hummed in amusement. "Good thing breathing isn't a requirement for you." You grinned, leaning against Demetri to kiss his cheek. "Felix is rubbing off on you, dear." You giggled as Demetri turned you to face him. "How are you feeling?" Demetri asked. You nodded. "A little nervous but I have you and you make everything okay."

The reception was beautiful, just as the aisle had been. You had yet to speak to anyone yet but you decided you'd keep your distance, knowing many would be bombarding the newly weds as well as the Cullen family and Bella's family. Demetri stood at your side, his hand on your lower back, the two of you pressed against each other's sides. "It's so beautiful." You said quietly to Demetri, once again taking in the lights and decor. "Our wedding would be better." Demetri responded. "Demetri!" You chastised quietly. "That's rude!" "No, darling. It's a fact." "They could hear you!" "Let them. If you like, we can go to Edward now and I'll happily tell him to his face." Demetri said flatly. "No." You responded. "You're going to be nice and congratulate the happy couple." "I mean it though." Demetri's voice dropped to a whisper. "Our wedding would be better. Our wedding would be beyond words. I'd make sure of it." "You'd take charge in our wedding too?" You smiled. Demetri hummed in amusement. "I'm older, I know best." He responded, pressing a kiss to your head. "Or you're more stubborn and spent many years being the one in control. You like having control." "You've yet to complain." Demetri smirked. "Besides, you know I'm right. You always like my ideas more." You giggled. "That's true. I believe you. You would make sure our wedding would be beyond words." His hand took hold of yours. "Come dance with me darling." "It isn't often we get to do that." You said as you let him lead you to the floor. "I know." He smiled quietly.

As you wrapped your arms around his neck, Demetri, lightly trailed his fingers across your arm, past your shoulder and down your back to your waist. "I know this isn't our night, but I can't help but want to take advantage of the this time to ourselves, darling." Demetri said into your ear. You nodded, pulling him closer. "I know, sweetheart. I know."

It was Carlisle and Esme who were the first to approach you. The others staying away, even those who Demetri called the Denali. You had never met them yet they couldn't get enough space from you. Demetri told you to ignore it, reminding you it wasn't you- it was him. "I'm so glad to see you here." Esme grinned at you warmly. "Of course, thank you for having us." Carlisle and Esme nodded. "Make sure to enjoy yourselves. You both look wonderful." Esme smiled.

As predicted, seeing Edward and Bella again- it was awkward. You knew Demetri had a run in with the Cullen's when a newborn army was created. You had no doubt this had only added to the tension between the two covens. Regardless, you wouldn't have come without him and you needed that to be clear. Despite any circumstances, you stood by Demetri as Bella did Edward. Both of you deciding to sacrifice your friendship to each other.

"You look beautiful." You told Bella with a smile. "Thank you and thank you for coming." Bella responded with a small smile. She was just as aware of the tension but was never good at hiding her emotions, looking almost visibly uncomfortable as Demetri and Edward stared one another down. You nodded. "Thank you for inviting me. I know...I know it would have been easier if you hadn't." "Of course not." Edward responded his gaze travelling to you. "We're glad to have you here. It wouldn't be right without you here." "That's very kind of you, Edward." You smiled with a nod. "Congratulations to you both. We wish you an eternity of happiness." Demetri said. "Thank you, we appreciate the sentiment." Edward responded almost stiffly. "Anyway, we wouldn't want to hold you up. Congratulations again, you two." You smiled at them and Demetri put a hand to your lower back, walking away with you.

"They're so adamant to make it known only you were welcome. It's amusing." Demetri smiled. "As I said, if they want me then they get you too. If anything, it's their fault. We wouldn't have met if Edward didn't go to Italy and Bella chased after him with Alice and I." Demetri took the opportunity to have another dance with you before you could even think to refuse. You chuckled at his antics, winding your arms around him. "I do owe them a thanks for that." Demetri agreed. "You've been so gracious today." The two of you began to sway once again. "You have been so adamant that you and I are united. Even if that meant upsetting an old friend. Even now, you don't hesitate to distance yourself on my behalf." "I'm not the only one." You said quietly, looking over Demetri's shoulder to Renee and Charlie. "Bella and I know the sacrifices we have to make for the one we love. We've never really said it but we both know, we gave each other up. I gave her up for you just as she gave me up for Edward." "She gave you up first." Demetri corrected. "That was something I never liked, even if it was more convenient for me. She gave you up to us like it was nothing, knowing she may never have seen you again. With someone she didn't know, with someone you were yet to know." "I like to think of it as, she knew what I'd be getting in return. I lost a friend but gained the love of my life. You're a blessing, Demetri. No one has ever made me as happy as you make me. Besides, deep down. I knew you wouldn't hurt me." "Darling, whilst it's accurate, that's a terrible show of survival skills to assume that I, a stranger at the time, wouldn't hurt you." Demetri lightly teased with a smile and you giggled. "I mean it. From the minute I saw you in the throne room. When Aro told us about our bond, I knew I needed to be with you. It was always you." You said quietly. After another moment of silence you smiled. "You have that look on your face." "What look?" Demetri asked, his eyes holding a soft gaze on you and a small smile. "That look in your eyes when you want to kiss me but won't because we aren't alone." "That's because I do, very much so." Demetri responded. "However, I am a gentleman and so as soon as I get to be alone with you again. I can promise you many kisses."

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