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#gotta stay positive I guess
donutdrawsthings · 3 months
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People secretly really do love oddballs and people who do things that are out of the ordinary. There are many who stare but also many who at most are genuinely curious and ask about what you're doing and at least silently walk past you with a smile.
This post was brought on by the people of my neighbourhood, posting a snow sculpture I made on facebook saying it made their day for the 2nd year in a row.
Where I live (🇳🇱) there's very little snow these days, which only pops up around January and February in the form of something that melts instantly or can only he found lingering on cars. The people here don't really bother to build anything with that, but I like making snow sculptures so I take what I can get. As I'm making these though, I get weird looks from the people around me. They'll walk with a big bow around me, stare and make their car light up from a distance, because with a 24 year old near their car, the only reason they could think of for me being there is that I'm obviously out to steal it.
When you do something out of the ordinary, people these days are quick be wary of you. It's just how things are over here now. I once had cops approach me because I was picnicking alone and away from the more populated Picnic Place at the park!
But there are also people who really like what you do or who you unapologetically are! They'll approach you with genuine curiosity, ask what you're doing and will make some small talk! Some people are more shy with their appreciation and just walk on talking to their friend about it.
And that's when you get online and see people take a picture of their kid next to your silly little sculpture or write a heartfelt post about how despite all their frustrations such a tiny thing managed to make their day.
In the end that's what I do it for anyways :o] making something to talk and smile about
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sarayu-sunrays · 8 months
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you know one thing the internet has taught me? to stick up for myself. now if a creepy guy messages me i don't waste energy trying to be nice. i tell him exactly what i think of his behaviour and then i tell others. if someone tells me i suck i laugh and make sure i have people that care about me surrounding me. so you know. the internet's a bad place, but not all bad <3
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misteria247 · 1 year
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Hhhhhh today's the start of a long string of days that's gonna be full of searching, packing things up little by little and going to work to make money.
I'm so not ready for this, pray for me y'all I might not make it in these trying times lol. Might get devoured by clothes or boxes who knows. If I don't make it tell the tmnt franchise and fandom that I love them-
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bangcakes · 2 months
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mrs-kelly · 1 year
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Wow I rly wish people would stop shipping Charlie with Dee after he literally said she victimized him like. That would make me rly happy you know.
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orcelito · 1 year
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I fashioned a . Tooth guard for my canker sore. Bc it was quite literally agonizing brushing my teeth & then rinsing with salt water was Hell. And my teeth. Kept. Scraping .
So I cut a little part of a plastic baggy off & stuck it between my teeth and my cheek. A little awkward, but it already seems to be helping with letting me do. Uh. Anything lmao. Small mouth movements that would've caused immediate sharp pain, now only a dull pain. I can handle this.
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artykyn · 2 years
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Oh yikes now I’ve got two companies interviewing me at the same time and now I’m stressed cuz like
One sounds like a much more satisfying job, but a shit location
The other is in an amazing location, job is mostly just tolerable
uuhhh...
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fangomango · 7 months
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Ooh getting the weird achey chest pain you get when you're stressed
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sunlightfeeling · 7 months
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I was okay last night but woke up not feeling fantastic so here’s some words about everything….
I hate that all the news is basically like a car accident that you can’t help but look at
Because it’s really lousy for my mental health but I can’t help but look and be concerned
But I’m just so angry and I’m so upset and I’m
I’m not ignorant. I know why the media does what it does and I really don’t need anyone to be like “well that’s life…” or worse try to give some logical reason for all this
Because I fucking know, I get it
(and this isn’t reflected back to anyone god no, I’m just…..really angry and defensive rn…..)
The media doesn’t give A FUCK about victims, they NEVER did
If they did, they would have left….hell back when this whole thing first ignited years ago
The minute the public got even a WHIFF of these rumors being true, these companies should have left if they ACTUALLY cared
But now….the company is trying to improve, they’re trying to get some NEW and BETTER practices and just….
they’re being punished
for doing the right thing
what the fuck
it’s honestly getting hard to look at all my things….even just look at his social media….because it’s just….I remember that he’s part of that company and he’s trying to be a good advocate and enact some change
And he’s getting punished for it…like it just makes me sad more than anything now
At least he looks physically healthy but damn it all if I’m not worried about his mental health……at least he’s exercising…that’s always a nice distraction…
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sugume · 3 months
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LESSONS IN CORRUPTION w/Gojo Satoru
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IN WHICH: Your teacher finally has his way with you at the end of senior year
( TW ): fem!Reader, dark & explicit content, mean and manipulative teacher!Gojo, Porn w/ no plot, corruption kink, power dynamics, virgin!reader, unprotected sex, cream pie, size difference, breeding kink, blood, fingering, age gap (reader is 19, Gojo late 20's), Gojo secretly records, half edited
Word count - › 1.6K
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“You know I love you right?” Satoru asks, cupping your face. 
“I love you too.” You smile up at him as he fingers your pussy. 
“Loved you ever since I laid eyes on you—ever since you walked in my class with that short skirt and those white knee-high socks. My innocent schoolgirl.” He leans down to kiss you on the rose-covered hotel bed.  
It was your graduation party last week, but he said couldn’t make it to your party at your parent’s house, said he had an important meeting, and RSVP no to your parents’ invitation but when you asked them, they looked at you incredulously and asked why they’d send invitations to your teachers. When you went to school for your last week and told this to Gojo he said he did get an invitation and your parents told you that so you wouldn’t get upset that he couldn’t make it. 
“Gotta surprise for you though.” Gojo smiles up at you from his chair. You’re sitting on his desk, feet resting on the armrest of your teacher’s chair. Gojo can see your panty-clad pussy from his position under you, but he doesn’t say anything. He knows you’d be embarrassed if you knew he could see your Hello Kitty panties.  
“Really? What is it is!” You set your salad down so he could have your full attention, you know he doesn’t like it when you focus on anything else--even if it’s something as simple as food. You think it’s romantic how much he needs your full attention. 
“Well since I couldn’t come to your party, I figured I should throw you another party, this time just us. It could be our special party.” 
“Oh my god, really?” You throw yourself in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. His cologne engulfs you. 
“Mhm, and guess what? It’s gonna be a sleepover party at that new fancy hotel that just opened downtown. You excited Princess?” Gojo wraps his arms around your waist, discreetly rubbing his semi on your pussy. 
“Super-duper excited! When is it? Please say soon!” You cheer, innocently bouncing in his lap. Your pussy clenching when you feel his cock rub down the length of your damped cunt. You hope he doesn’t notice. 
“This weekend schoolgirl, your parents approved n’ everything.” He informs you, holding you down on his now rock-solid cock.  
He couldn’t wait for this weekend.  
“Really?” 
“Really, but they told me they want you to tell them you’re staying at your best friend’s house,” you open your mouth to question why but his grip on your waist tightens and he looks down at you angrily. “Don’t question us y/n, you know your parents and I know what we’re doing. Were the adults, you’re just a child, understand?” 
“Yes, Sir.” You nod, not wanting to upset him when he’s always so good to you.  
“Good girl, now finish your lunch sweetheart—no stay on my lap I make sure you eat it right.” 
Gojo glances at the nightstand, ensuring his phone is set up before he looks back at you. Rose petals underneath, nipples puckered, and eyes crossed you look like an angel. His angel. 
“Sir! I-it feels weird down there—I think I gotta pee.” Your pussy clenches around his fingers. 
“Just let it happen, princess,” He curls his fingers into your g-spot, his other hand going to rub your clit. Your legs start to shake, and you try to clamp them shut but Satoru’s thighs keep them in place. “Don't—That’s it, let go, let it happen.” 
You never knew what it was like to orgasm, Satoru has only told you what it would be like, but this—this—you could get used to the way your pussy contracts on your teacher’s fingers and your mind goes blank. 
Your hands fly down to his wrists once it’s over, suddenly overwhelmed. 
“S’too much ‘Toru, please no more!” You cry out, another mini orgasm washing over you.  
“Gotta prep you—get you wet enough for my cock sweet girl,” he takes his fingers out of your cunt, and your juices following in suit. “Think you’re ready?” 
“Mhm.” You look up at him like he hung the moon and stars. Right now, if he told you he did—you’d believe him. 
He brings his wet fingers to your mouth, and instinctively you open your mouth. He shoves them in. 
“Can’t wait to see this small pussy take a dick too big, too old for ‘er.” He groans at the thought, pulling his now clean fingers out of your mouth to pull his boxers off.  
You gasp when you see it jump out. It’s huge, the tip is an angry shade of red, and his balls look ready to explode any second. You don’t think with all the prep in the world you could take it. 
“It’s too big, Sir.” you whimper, shyly backing away from him.  
“Don’t run away from me y/n, how many lessons does it take for you to get ‘Don’t question your elders’ through that little brain of yours,” he pulls you back, slapping your pussy. “C’mon now, didn’t you say you loved me?” He pouts, looking down at you with puppy eyes. Your heart clenches. 
“Course I love you—I can take it. I promise.” You grab his face, the one you’ve spent the last semester admiring from afar, and kiss him the way he taught you. 
“Yea?” 
“Mhm.” You lay back down and wrap your legs around his hips. 
He grabs his cock, the head soaked with your juices, and slowly pushes it in. You gasp from the sudden intrusion. His fingers did nothing to prepare you for his girthy cock. He pulls out again before pushing in, this time a few more inches. He repeats this movement until you're filled to the brim. He looks down and chuckles. Only two-thirds of his cock is in your too-small pussy. Blood trickles out the side of your pussy. 
“Hurts.” You cry. He looks up to see thick tears flowing down your cheeks. 
He thinks about comforting you, but he can’t get his mind off your tight pussy. He’s too worried about not cumming prematurely than comforting you.  
“Shh, it’ll feel better soon honey, just lay there and take it.” He starts to move in and out of your cunt. Using your blood as extra lube. 
You claw at his back from the overwhelming feeling of your pussy being stretched. Satoru grunts above you, sucking hickeys all over your breast. After the ninth thrust, you start to moan, the pain quickly turning into pleasure. 
“Sir! Feels s’good.” You moan.  
“Your cunt feels surreal princess, never felt anything like this, think I might need to fuck my students more.” He says into your neck, speeding up when his balls start to clench and ache with the need to release. 
Suddenly, you’re overcome with a surge of jealousy, the thought of him fucking the other girls when you leave for college, teaching them how to kiss, and letting them sit on his lap and eat lunch every day makes you want to cry and scream and the same time. He’s yours! He doesn’t get to fuck anyone else, nobody else should be bleeding on his cock and cumming on his fingers.  
“S’not fair! You’re mine, only mine!” You wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him impossibly closer to you, in you. 
“Then prove it little girl, show me that I belong to you.” He shoves his lips on your pouting ones. 
You throw your arms around his neck and buck into his hips, determined to show him that he only needs you. That you’re enough to satisfy all his needs. 
“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum deep in this cunny. Gonna fill you up—watch you get full with my baby and have to drop out of college before you even finish the first semester!” His thrusts turn sloppy, bruising your swollen cunt. 
“Yes, give me your baby Sir, please!” You moan, suddenly thinking about a life with him and a baby you two 've created. You’ve never felt so empty. 
“Please, please, need ‘ur baby s’bad!” You slur, legs tightening around his waist. 
“‘M cummin’ schoolgirl, ‘m fucking my baby into your too-small cunt.” Satoru groans, his balls contracting as he shoots his load into your womb. 
The sensation of being filled causes you to orgasm again, the world going blank for a few seconds.  
“Shit!” Satoru lays over top of you, the weight of him making you wheeze. You lay there silently for a few minutes, unable to form a coherent thought. 
“W-was that good?” you question when your mind clears, thinking back to what he said about fucking other girls. 
“Of course it was princess, best I’ve ever had.” He reassures all the while his mind is racing, thinking ‘bout the new girl that just transferred to your school. He kisses you as he places a bet with himself ‘How long would it take to get her breed full of his child too.’ 
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raeathnos · 1 year
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#I am having a rough morning lads#once again feeling like I’m not enough and like I’m being left behind but you know#just gotta shrug it off and try to stay positive 🙃#which is like barely working but you know 🙃#barely working is better than not working#I’ve been through so much and I bear the scars and sometimes I just feel like#people don’t think the scars are that bad#that I’m exaggerating everything I’ve been through and all of my problems#I feel like people think I’m weak and annoying and a burden#maybe I am#but I surpassed what I could handle long ago and#sometimes I feel like a husk an empty shell of what I used to be#a lot of times actually#I’m having one of those mornings where I feel like I’m drowning#but I have to just keep my mouth because no one cares#venting here helps a bit#better than keeping it all bottled up I guess#but shits hard#and I don’t really feel like anyone understands#I feel like everyone’s scapegoat sometimes#I learned a long time ago how to hide my emotions#how to smile and act bubbly and happy when the pain is overwhelming#but I hate it#you’d rather me pretend to be okay even though you know I’m not#because me not being okay is more uncomfortable than me pretending to be#I learned a long time ago that it was better to just pretend and stay quiet#but I think doing that all my life has driven me insane#one day it will be better I know that#but I don’t know when that will be and it’s certainly not today#and that’s the hard part
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astrolynnworld · 2 months
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limitless ᡣ𐭩
pairings: chris & matt x reader
summary: you, as the best friend of the triplets, have a secret love triangle going on within the group. not that they know, and not that they could ever find out!
warnings: smut! switching brothers, sneaky, hold the moan, mommy/daddy kink, dom matt, sub matt, oral, riding, aftercare, dumbification (lots), praise, degradation, dom chris, drooling, stomach bulging, confessions, plot twist
a/n: first story back, hope you guys enjoy! thinking of post once a week now <33 love you guys & thanks so much for 1.7k, i absolutely appreciate the support. for sure keeps my fingers typing :)
if you wanna listen to anything while you read
*nsfw*
word count: 3,200
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nick, matt, chris, & i gather on the couch for our weekly movie night
we try to hangout as often as we can since they’re usually always busy
once a week we try to push for a hangout that typically ends in us watching a movie
or falling asleep to one..
but because i had chose the movie this time, i didn’t let myself fall asleep
i was eyes wide at the screen watching each scene take place while chris snores himself a storm
nick had also fallen asleep at this point, matt was the only trooper who stayed up to finish the movie with me
towards the end of the movie, a long gunshot scene had come on the screen
waking nick and chris up..
“holy fuck that scared the shit out of me” chris says with his groggy voice
“i thought we were getting robbed for a second” nick adds on while rubbing his eyes and stretching his arms
me & matt silently giggle to each other
“i’m going to bed” chris says while wrapping a blanket around him and getting up to head downstairs
nick nods his head in agreement, “right. well goodnight guys, see you in the morning” he says as he heads upstairs
“guess it’s just us two now” matt says
“really? i couldn’t tell” i say slyly as i crawl over to him as place myself his his lap
“not right here baby, what if they come back cause they forgot something?” he continues
“isn’t that the fun part?” i say before placing my lips onto his
he deepened the kiss while he rubs his hands on my hips
“mmh. you smell so good baby” he says while breaking the kiss
“stop- stop calling me baby matt.. you know what it does to me”
“what does it do to you my love?” he asks before bringing his head close to my ear
“does it turn you on like the good girl you are?” he whispers in my ear before pulling back to see my reaction
i just silently stare at him in awe until he brings his lips closer to mine
“hmm baby? i need you to speak for me.” he whispers into my lips, allowing his breath to linger
“does being my baby turn you on?” he asks again, continuing this whisper that really sparks all erotic feelings in body
“yes daddy. i like being your baby” i softly say, entertaining my submissive state
“good girl.” he says while rubbing circles into my hips
“do you wanna show daddy how much of a good girl you can be?”
i nod my head and start to unbuckle his pants while he kisses my face and neck.
“take this off for me beautiful” he says as he tugs on my shirt
i slide it off to reveal that i’m not wearing a bra underneath
“you’re so fucking pretty baby. i’ll never get over it” he says while admiring and softly servicing my nipples
he traces my nipples with his finger and starts to lap and suck on them, causing me to whine out a slight moan
“shh baby. remember we gotta be quiet” he says while i try to contain myself
he continues to suck at my nipples for a few more minutes before leaning back on the couch
allowing me to finish my access to him
i continue to unbuckle his pants and pull them down. to which his hard cock springs out, ready to have been freed
i grab it with my right hand and slowly start to sink myself lower in between his legs.
i position my mouth on his tip and start to swirl my tongue around, letting my salvia fall and drip all the way down to his balls
“fuck.”
i jerk him up and down while wrapping my mouth around the tip and starting to create a sucking motion
i look up at him to see him looking down at me in awe, mouth slightly agape.
i wanted to do more.
i remove my hand and place it on his knees while i push my mouth deeper into him
“oh my god baby you’re so fucking sexy. please take all of me” he says while tempting himself not to touch me
i throw my head up and down trying to fit him all, knowing this would be unrealistic
i feel him twitch inside my mouth
i continue to lap up and down around his cock while he struggles to keep his composure
i hear his breathing start to pick up as he tries to contain the sounds he really wants to make
i shut my eyes to concentrate on making him nut without letting my mouth get tired
he starts to thrust up into me and i feel the tears start to form
he throws his head back on the couch and lets out his final thrust before coats of thick liquid fill my throat
i pull back and use my hand to finish his high, while i catch my breath.
then i go back in to keep sucking, starting back with the hand and mouth combo
his body twitches, “fuck baby. y- you can’t do t-his, i’m t- too se- sensitive”
he tries to shake me off of him
i climb back on his lap, “come on baby, i want more of you. do you think you could hold out for me?” i seductively whisper to him while he looks up at me straddling his lap
“but-“
“no buts baby. don’t you think it’s your turn to be good now?” i start to rub his head, playing with his head
his eyes trickle back into his head for a split second before he nods
“words, my pretty boy.” i say while continuing to touch his hair
he hums into a whine, “i wanna be good for you”
“good boy” i give him a kiss on the forehead as a reward, before i slide out of my bottoms.
i grab his cock and he hisses in for a second, prepping himself
i align his cock with my hole and slowly start to sink down into it
“mngh-ph” he chokes out, “fuck. i don’t think i- aah- i can d- do this” he throws his head back onto the couch, leaving his mouth open
i continue to bounce on top of him, “it’s okay baby. mommy’s gonna take care of you, just loosen up under my control ok?”
“yes mommy.” he mutters out as a whimper. i can tell he isn’t even thinking anymore, just going fuzzy under my control.
i continue to bounce on him and watch his face form as the tensity starts to build
i bring my face down and start to kiss on his exposed neck while rubbing my fingers through his hair
all he can let out is mangled whimpers and whines
“m- mom- my” he struggles to get out
i lift my head from his neck and see the drool start to pool and drip out his mouth, “i-‘m gonna c- cum again”
“so soon baby?” i say as i watch his limp body shake with every bounce and fuzzy eyes try to focus on the pleasure.
i lick the drool that continues spilling out his mouth and watch him shut his eyes
“can i?” he asks softly
“go ahead baby. cum in mommy”
he whines and weakly thrusts up and he lets out his second load.
falling back down into the couch as he used all his energy for that second nut.
i give him a kiss, “i’m proud of you baby. doing more than you can handle”
“m-mm” he silently hums back in agreement as if he’s about to pass out right here
i get off of him and help put his boxers back on before helping him walk back to bed
i snuggle him and bed and give him a kiss goodnight, before heading to the bathroom to clean myself up
i’m happy that i’m capable of putting matt to sleep like that but what if i wanted to be put to sleep too..
i sit on the toilet and start thinking
i could either touch myself.. or see if chris is still up
i then open my phone to imessages and click on chris’s name
there’s no shot he’s up right now, it’s been an hour since him & nick had left for bed
regardless, i give it a shot
y/n: chriss
y/n: are you still up?
i my phone down on the counter next to me and start to wipe myself down
i pull up my pants, flush the toilet, and start to wash my hands before i see my phone flash
i dry my hands and pick up my phone
chris: yeah, wsp?
y/n: everyone went to bed but i can’t sleep.. can i come stay with you?
chris: ofc, ma. anything for u
i leave the bathroom and make my way downstairs to chris’s room
i just open the door and walk in, “what are you still even doing up?” i ask as i sit on his bed
“once i came back to my room i tried to fall asleep but it was too late, i was wide awake”
“so.. you were up the whole time?” i curiously ask, not trying to indicate anything even tho i was freaking out
did he hear me & matt? no way right .. he would of said something immediately no?
i can’t have them know about each other, they would instantly cut me off.
i’ve always played my card right when it comes to them. “keep it a secret because if the others found out, they wouldn’t support it and they would be mad at us”
we act like the best of friends when we’re a group and occasionally hook up on the side when we’re alone.
i don’t even know how this all started but i’m pretty sure i started hooking up with chris first. now its a whole mess between both of them and i know i’d be dead if any of them found out
“yeah.. why?” chris asks suspiciously
“because you should of came back upstairs to me then” i say trying to further avoid suspicion and play it off
“oh. i just thought you had went to sleep with nick”
“if i wanted to sleep with anyone.. it’d be you” i suggestively say as i make my way closer to him
“what does that mean” he smirks into response, inching closer to me
“why don’t you find out”
he places his lips on mine with passion, taking power and control.
he pushes me down into the bed while he starts to undress me
pants first, followed by my shirt, exposing my bare top once again
he takes of his shirt, leaving him only in his boxers
he leans back into more of a kiss
he was rough, and assertive. like he had been waiting for this, like he needed me
“i can. never. get enough. of you.” he says in between kisses
he starts to lick & suck at my boobs, “fuck your so pretty, baby”
i moan into his touch
which is enough to get him started, he takes off his boxers and instantly gets down on his knees where he admires my pussy through my panties
“i missed her” he says before kissing her gently, teasing me
“chris- please.” i beg
“please what, ma?”
“please use your mouth on me”
“no need to ask twice” he says before pulling me out my panties and starting to work his mouth
he was lapping up and down my vagina like a dog with water. he wrapped his hands around my thighs to get a better angle
he even started using his hand to rub my clit as he kept licking
“oh my- fuck chris. please keep going” i say as i start gripping the sheets and grinding into his face
he uses his other hand to put a finger inside and start fucking me
i threw my head back into the bed
“fuck chris- yes. just like that please”
“you’re so fucking wet baby, you like this?”
“yes chris oh. my. god” i continue to moan out, not even caring about how loud i might have been being
each second the pleasure starts to increase more and more
“what’s my name?” chris asks
“fuckkk chris don’t make me say it” i plead
i know how much chris likes being called daddy, it gives him such an ego boost of power. but sometimes i didn’t like giving him that power, even though he clearly already has it
“say it or i’m gonna stop”
“fuck. da- daddy. y- your name is daddy. just please don’t stop” i beg
“keep saying it over and over while you cum baby” he says while speeding up the pace of his fingers and tongue
“hughhh daddy don’t stop. please” i say as i start to buck my hips faster into him
“daddy. daddy. daddy.” i say, letting the words fall out my mouth with each moaned whimper
“fuh- i’m cumming daddy please fucking ruin me.” i spew out any word that runs through my weak mind
“fuck pretty girl, you make such pretty noises for me huh?” chris says as he starts to stand up and lean over in my face
i look at him with a foggy mind, trying to find the strength to think of what he’s gonna do next
“i want to hear much more of those pretty sounds okay?” he says while placing his hands on my face gently, rubbing his thumbs on my cheeks
i nod my head, hoping that i can last for another round
he starts to push his cock inside my drenching wetness
“you’re so tight, mama. you’re sucking me in” he chuckles condescendingly
i stare at him with doe eyes and an open mouth as he stretches me out
he puts his fingers in my mouth, indicating for me to suck.
i start to suck on his fingers like i would if it were his cock, he then begins to use his hips to start moving in me
he repeatedly pulls out, and slowly slides back in giving me time to adjust to him
i continue to suck on his finger without a thought in mind
until he pulls his fingers out and slaps me
“do you not hear me talking to you?” he asks aggressively
“what’d you say daddy?” i apologetically say in my submissive girl voice
“you want me to be gentle? or rough.”
“you know i love it when you’re rough with me daddy.” i say, keeping the sub voice on
“you’re so fucking smart baby, such a good girl for me” he says as he pushes me further back into the bed so he can prop up on the bed with his knees
he bends down to give me sloppy kisses as he thrust deeper into me
he pulls out to only the tip and drops his dick all the way down inside of me, letting his balls clap against my ass
sounds of us fucking echo the room
he pulls back from the kiss and just stares into my foggy eyes
“fuck i love you. why do you make it so hard not to fucking love you y/n” he confesses as he starts to pick up the pace
“i fucking hate that we can’t be together in any other way but this. you’re so fucking perfect” he stand up on his knees and props my legs on his shoulders to give him a new angle
a better angle.
“you don’t even have a clue at how hard it is to be around you & the others but not touch or kiss you.”
“i just wanna show everyone that you’re mine”
i cant even think of a response right now, i feel his tip kissing against my cervix
my brain is going dumb around him, all i can do is stare and listen. my mouth wouldn’t even speak if i tried
“i want you to be mine y/n. i need you so bad. every day. all the time.” he says before bending back down in my face, forcing my legs to go higher
“say it ma. say you’re mine. i wanna hear it”
“i- i- mmm i’m yours chris. nnmm- all. yours.”
he places a kiss on my lips and forehead before sitting back up and continuing to fuck into me
“fuck baby. i can see my bulge imprint in your stomach” he breaths out
“that’s so sexy, my love. knowing you can take all of me like this & more”
he was so turned on
so turned on he started pressing on it, sending shiver down my spine
“fuck. you clench around me when i touch it. does that turn you on? knowing im so deep inside of you like this that you can see me in your guts”
i start blinking so slow, you would think its morse code. i felt so overwhelmed and my brain couldn’t catch up
i never usually cum back to back like this but i could feel the orgasm building inside of me
he was playing with his bulge in my stomach as he continued to fuck into me, fast.
i couldn’t take it, i wasn’t even moaning this point. i was whispering incoherent whines as i let my brain melt away
“you look so sloppy under me baby, look at you fucking drooling. does it feel that good?”
despite not being able to think or speak, he knew it wasn’t too much for me because i hadn’t called the safe word or made any attempts to get him off of me.
we always have good sex but this one was different. it was needy and passionate, i wanted to explore it all the way
“i don’t know how much longer i can last princess, you’re clenching around me so tight”
he started to rub my clit again and that’s what did it for me. that’s what sent me over the edge
i felt my whole body shake in euphoria
i started twitching under him
“mnghh. fuck.” he says as he lets his load spill in me
“fuck. oh my god.” he says as he catches his breath
he pulls out of me and gently puts my legs down
“you did so good for me tonight baby” he rubs my head and places kisses on my cheek
he helps me sit up so i can put my shirt back on
“we’re definitely gonna need to buy a plan b tomorrow. i’m not seeing any cum come out” he says while trying to put my underwear back on
“do you have to pee?”
i tiredly shake my head no
he lays me back down on the bed and puts the blanket on top of me
he gives me a peck before hopping in bed with me and pulling me closer to lay on his chest
“i meant what i said earlier about loving you. but we can discuss that tomorrow, along with what you’re gonna do about matt.”
was the last thing i heard before i drifted off
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OKOK SO FEM!READER X ADAM AND THE ONLY ONE BED TROPE THING LIKE ADAM AND READER GOT SENT ON A RECON MISSION AND THEY HAD TO STAY AT A HOTEL AND THE ONLY ROOM THEY HAD LEFT HAD ONLY ONE BED IN IT AND READER THOUGHT ADAM HATED HER BC LUTE WAS TOO BUSY TO GO ONTO THE MISSION WITH ADAM SO READER HAD TO GO INSTEAD BUT PLOT TWISTTT… ADAM ACTUALLY HAS A LITTLE CRUSH ON HERRR🙈🙈 BUT OBVIOUSLY COCKY ASS ADAM WONT ADMIT IT
˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ one bed
.ೃ࿐ adam x fem!reader .ೃ࿐
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⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ summary: in which adam and reader share a bed... what could go wrong? cw: fem!reader, she/her pronouns used, cussing, cuddling a/n: I LOVED THIS IDEA SMM
"you've gotta be fuckin' kidding me." sera had requested you to accompany adam on a mission somewhere in heaven. you two were to inspect a hotel, and make sure it was suitable for heaven's residents to stay in. you were confused; why hadn't lute gone with him instead? you were sure he would've much preferred it. "adam, the only reason im sending you to this mission with [name] is because lute is unavailable at the moment. she will have to suffice." "ugh, fine, whatever." he looked over at you. "just, dont fuck up the mission, kay?" adam said. you shook your head profusely. ----------------------------------------------------------
the hotel was already fully booked, except for one room. and of course, you guys took it. once you both were led to your room, you two inspected it. one bathroom, a desk, a couch, and... one bed. you two quickly realized the bed situation, considering you both stared at it in utter silence, blushing.
"i'm taking the bed," adam was the first to break the growing tension. "wha- but-" you stuttered. adam's finger flew to your mouth, shushing you. "would you prefer it if we slept together?" he teased. your face turned an unusual shade of red. "i thought so." "whatever," you muttered. "i guess i'll take the couch." it was already getting late, and in the morning you and adam had to wake up early to report back to sera. you took a spare blanket you had requested from room service, and took it to the couch along with a pillow.
it was obviously uncomfortable, you kept tossing and turning and groaning.
adam caught onto this, and was quick to say something about it.
“fuckin’ hell, can you be quiet? im trying to sleep,” adam complained.
“well im sorry, you arent the one sleeping on a couch thats barely half my size!”
he stayed silent for a while, before lending out an offer.
adam rubbed his forehead in supposed annoyance.
“jesus- fuck, fine. you can sleep on the bed,” he groaned. “but if you touch me you’re sleeping on the couch again.”
“trust me, i wasnt planning to.” you huffed.
you took your stuff and lay on the opposite side of the bed.
it was hard to not touch adam, he was pretty much sprawled out!
this idiot, you thought.
a few minutes later, when you thought he was asleep, you felt a pair of arms snake around your waist.
adam pulled you towards him, your back pressed up against his chest. he laid his head atop your neck, making your face flush.
“a-adam??” you squeaked, unable to move. he had you trapped in his arms.
you were squirming under his touch, which annoyed him greatly.
“mm… stop moving, you’re making this difficult.”
you were confused. adam was the one who didnt want you touching him!
“oh my god,” you interally face-palmed.
you were cuddling with the asshole everyone called the first man.
and surprisingly, you found it enjoyable.
you slept distraction free and comfortable for the rest of the night.
you woke up still in his embrace: you were on top of adam, his two arms glued to your waist.
you wouldve woke him up sooner if the position you two were in wasnt so comfortable.
but eventually you had to head back to sera.
“dude, get the fuck up,”
“huh— WHAT THE FUCK?!” he yelped. “why are you on top of me??”
“stop the yelling, YOU came onto me. you started hugging my waist!”
adam’s face turned beet red when he remembered. but he would play it off.
“…oh yeah, that. it helped me sleep, okay? if you tell anyone about that i’ll fuckin’ kill you.”
you scrunched your eyebrows.
“jeez, no need to resort to violence. id never tell anyone i spent a night cuddling ADAM.”
you bruised his ego a bit, but he didnt care.
“yeah, well you cant tell me you didnt enjoy it.”
“…fuck you.”
“i knew it.”
adam looked pleased, but before you could respond, he pulled you onto his chest once again, this time placing his hand on your thigh. adam was so nonchalant about the whole cuddling thing. he was acting like it was a normal, everyday activity! not that you would mind if it was, though.
“im going back to sleep,” he yawned.
“but sera-“
“sera can wait.” he grumbled.
“you dumbass.”
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seuonji · 5 months
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彡 in your favour, i’m in your arms. — choi seungcheol
notes ๑ gn!reader, college setting. guest appearance, jeon wonwoo & kim mingyu. yn’s circle: soonyoung and seungkwan / seungcheol’s circle: jeonghan and joshua!! unrequited love occurs.
genre ๑ fwb/situationship to lovers, angst, fluff.
warnings ๑ physical affection (kissing (part eleven), sleeping in each other’s bed), characters getting drunk, mentions of eating. possessive characters. (lmk if i missed any!!<3)
word count ๑ 12k
from aya: reblog if you enjoyed! i’ve been working on this for 3 months. i hope you enjoy :(;゙゚'ω゚'):.
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one, current location — cheol’s apartment.
your phone buzzed and your phone screen lit signing you got a notification. you knew who it was from cause everyone else was muted. “mm— cheol—“ you struggled in between kisses wanting to part so you could read the message. he sighed and only parted his lips yet his face was still close and his hands were on your hips, “yea?” his eyes were on you, and yours was on the text message you just received.
”give me a second, let me reply to this guy,” you moved away from him and unlocked your phone. seungcheol stood at the side and rested his arm on the counter behind you.
you read the text and smiled softly. the text was from a guy you’ve been talking to in class, jeon wonwoo. his text read, “hey, i’m free tomorrow after the class we have together, we can meet up then?”
he was responding to something you said earlier where you asked if he was interested in getting coffee or lunch with you. he said yes but he needed to check his schedule first. he then asked for your phone number so he could message you and let you know.
as you read his response you instantly felt the need to talk about it to your friends. “i gotta go,” you hopped off the stool you were sitting on and gathered your things in a rush, “can you unlock the door please?”
“huh? where are you going?” cheol furrowed his eyebrows and reached out for you arm but you moved too quick, placing your shoes on already. you always stayed until dinner but you had to cut your time with him short. “i’m gonna meet kwan and kwon!” you smiled brightly. your smile brought a warmth to him that no one else could. usually he’d convince you to stay but it seemed like it was an emergency?
“alright take care of yourself okay? tell me when you get back home,” seungcheol opened the door of his apartment and stood against the frame with his arms crossed. “always will! sorry you have to eat dinner alone,” you finished getting your shoes on and stood up.
he tilted his head in confusion and adoration for how you felt bad over something like that. giving you a kiss on the forehead he affirmed, “i think han and shua should be coming home soon but even if they weren’t, it’s okay.” you exchanged your goodbyes and you walked to the elevator simultaneously texting your friends you’d be on your way to their place.
「kwan: 👍」
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two, current location — kwan and kwon’s.
you ringed the doorbell and didn’t get a response for a few seconds. you turned the doorknob just to try and it turned all the way meaning it was unlocked. you sighed, “soonyoung!” the two were on their couch totally immersed in the k-drama they were watching so they barely noticed you.
seungkwan turned his head and his eyes widened when he saw you. “oh my god-“ he smacked soonyoung’s head. “what!” soonyoung rubbed his head. “you forgot to lock the door? again?” you stomped in frustrated.
“we are actually going to have a burglary and murder case one day,” seungkwan points out as he’s still hitting soonyoung. recently soonyoung has been forgetting to lock the doors of their apartment and it’s becoming a problem.
after the two settled they welcomed you in and poured you a glass of your favourite drink. they bought a carton specially for you. “so what’s up, what story do you have for us today?” seungkwan sat down beside you on the couch.
“you will not guess who i got a date with!” you shifted your position to face the two.
soonyoung looked at you puzzled but based on your excitement, it had to be someone weird, “yoon jeonghan?”
you denied quickly, “no? jeonghan and i would never work out.”
“damn, so you’ve thought about it,” seungkwan rested his chin on his hand in disbelief. “i had to! we played truth or dare and jeonghan asked me if i’d date him! that apartment is like a frat house.”
they snickered at the story, “is it xu minghao?” seungkwan continued.
“oh my god do you think i can get with the xu minghao?”
“no not really.”
you ignored him and showed the text from wonwoo.
“jeon wonwoo!?” soonyoung shouted, “pro gamer jeon wonwoo!?” “the nerdy guy that sits behind you in that one class!?” seungkwan jumped in his seat.
“nerd? i'm pretty sure he benches more than you!?” you argued.
“he does?” soonyoung covered his mouth from shock. “nerdy has nothing to do with the gym,” seungkwan rolled his eyes.
“why is it such a shock? isn’t he hot?”
“hot? i guess but your type? i didn’t think so,” soonyoung squinted his eyes as if he was trying to picture you two together.
seungkwan stood up, hands on his head as if it’s a crisis situation, “how did this even happen?”
you just giggled and shrugged your shoulders, “i don’t know, i’ve talked to him a couple times and i made him laugh one time, next thing i knew, i was asking him out and he said yes.”
seungkwan snorted and teased, “you made him laugh one time? were you pointing a gun at his head that one time?” you hit him with a pillow multiple times.
“so are you letting go of seungcheol?” seungkwan looked at you intently, “wonwoo does not seem like the type who would be okay with your…habits? current routine?” referring to the way you were practically sleeping in seungcheol’s bed every night.
your eyes bounced around the house. if you were being honest, you liked seungcheol and seungcheol was undeniably smitten with you.
but that’s as far as you two go.
it became clear you guys weren’t exclusive when he had no reaction to you going out with someone else that wasn’t him. the zero signs of care in his eyes when you walked by him with the new guy made you understand that he only needed you there for the convenience and to fill the void of affection.
and so you silently told everyone that’s what you wanted as well. at the very least, it wasn’t as heartless as other friends with benefits existing out there, he cared about you and that’s what made it so hard to leave. but eventually, you grew out of it. you wanted to put a label on something.
bottom line, you wanted more.
perhaps that’s why wonwoo was so exciting to you. it’s something new. he’s someone that potentially wants what you want.
soonyoung nodded in agreement, “right? like he seems like he’s into long term, that kind of stuff.”
“guys i haven’t even went out with him yet!” you wailed. “give it awhile then maybe we can start looking further than just friends, you know?”
“of course, of course,” seungkwan raised his eyebrows quietly processing everything.
soonyoung who was sitting on the floor shifted closer to you and rested his cheek on your knee, “what’re you wearing tomorrow?” “omg i don’t know! let’s go plan,” you grabbed him and seungkwan and ran to the guest room where you left some of your clothes in case you stay the night.
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three, current location — seungcheol, jeonghan & joshua’s apartment.
the sound of the door unlocking echoed into the apartment. “we’re home!” jeonghan and joshua lugged into the space. they were seungcheol’s roommates or more like parasites—
“welcome home, what do you guys wanna eat?” seungcheol got up from the couch. “we can just order today,” jeonghan said before walking into his room to freshen up.
“no yn?” joshua looked around. “no they had to leave to meet up with soonyoung and seungkwan, seemed urgent.”
“urgent?” joshua tilted his head. “yea why?” “the last time yn left for an ‘urgent’ reason, it was cause they started going out with that kim mingyu guy?”
seungcheol scrolled on his phone looking for food to order completely uninterested in the conversation “and?”
“and then you told mingyu to fuck off so mingyu cut ties with yn?” joshua passive-aggressively recalled.
“yeaa, that was funny he didn’t stand a chance with yn, he didn’t even try,” seungcheol scoffed.
joshua looked at seungcheol with a touch of flame in his eyes, “don’t you think you’re being unfair to yn?”
“what do you mean?”
“just asking, have you ever genuinely asked them what they wanted? if they ever wanted to have something more than a friends with benefits?”
“why do you think yn wants that?”
“oh i don’t know, maybe with the fact that despite being with you they’re still trying to see other people? yn and mingyu were a great couple until you crashed it.”
“the fact they came back to me after that, kinda makes it clear they didn’t like him all that much.”
“what are you gonna do when one day they don’t come back?” joshua crossed his arms.
seungcheol looked up from his phone, “why do you care?”
joshua rolled his eyes and started walking to the fridge, “i get it, you two aren’t in a relationship but you and i know you care about yn. i don’t want you to regret something you do or didn’t do in the future.”
seungcheol just exhaled and raised his brows, “alright.”
“so what have you ordered!” jeonghan walked out of his room excitedly. as he noticed the tension in the air he instantly knew, they were talking about you.
jeonghan sighed and went by seungcheol who was aimlessly still looking for food. then, he looked at joshua who seemed to be in heavy spirits.
things that jeonghan knew: jeonghan knew or atleast suspected that seungcheol has feelings for you. jeonghan also knew that joshua was struggling to keep something from seungcheol, something you told him.
one night where you stayed over and you all drank, you got drunk but so did seungcheol. you ended up sleeping in joshua’s bed so that he could monitor you. joshua was looking for a trash bag in case you had to throw up while jeonghan was preparing you for sleep. as jeonghan wiped your body with a damp cloth, you happened to utter,
“i really love cheol. i can’t believe we’re just watered down to friends with benefits.”
they both heard it. joshua just stroked your hair with his hands until you were fully asleep.
he couldn’t lie, since then he’s been frustrated cause he knew how good your heart is. as close as he is with cheol, he can’t help but think, isn’t your relationship with cheol was holding you back?
but honestly he felt that you two would end up together one way or another, any interference might mess things up. in the end, the sober two came to the mental agreement it was your situation to deal with.
“you are taking too long! order fried chicken and let’s do karaoke today!” jeonghan tried to lighten up the mood. “sorry, grandpa’s struggling to see his screen with his poor eyesight,” joshua targeted to seungcheol. “you didn’t even try to help!” the eldest retorted. joshua laughed at his reaction and got up to set up the living room so that they could watch shows and eat.
at the end of the day they were each other’s rock. joshua was just scared for your feelings with seungcheol’s unpredictable actions.
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four, current location — college.
you could barely pay attention in class knowing that you were going to go out with wonwoo in a few minutes. you have gone on a ton of dates before but for some reason this one was exciting. it was going to be different from the rest.
the class soon ended and wonwoo stood by your table, “hey.”
“hi!” you greeted him back. “so i was thinking we can go to this restaurant but it’s kinda far.” “it’s okay i have a car,” he smiled wiggling his keys in his hand.
not like it was rare for college students to have a car but you just thought he was extremely cool that your jaw almost dropped from his actions. wonwoo tilted his head to the door, “come, let’s go, send me the location by the way.” you nodded and skipped to his side.
you both got to the parking lot and he opened the door of the passenger seat for you. “thanks,” you said before he closed the door. he was sweet. you didn’t even talk about this being a date but he was certainly treating it like one.
wonwoo got into the car and you went on your phone to send the location of the restaurant. wonwoo was looking to his left where you were sitting and you thought maybe he was staring at you. you did spend around two hours matching clothes you left in seungkwan and soonyoung’s place. you were so close to just going home to look at other clothes but they didn’t let you since it was late at night—
“yn?” “yea?” “do you know them?” he pointed to the window at your side.
low and behold, the devil and the angel, jeonghan and joshua in the car beside you who were practically staring you down out of shock.
you got shocked yourself but thought nothing of it as you lowered your window, “hey!” you casually greeted. “yn! where’re you going?” joshua returned to you.
“gonna go to my favourite restaurant, oh by the way this is wonwoo,” you introduced.
“ah yea, i think i have… one class with you?” jeonghan squinted to the guy behind you. “i think so?” wonwoo pursed his lips.
“well you two have fun, yn are you gonna have dinner at ours later?” joshua asked.
“uhm,” you gave a glance to wonwoo who just gave a soft smile while raising his eyebrows. “i don’t think i will, maybe next time tho!” you rejected.
“ahh gotcha,” jeonghan replied while resting his body on the wheel.
you waved at them saying your goodbyes and closed your window. soon enough wonwoo drove out of the parking.
“you often have dinners at their place?” wonwoo asked curious. “yea, sometimes.” more like you practically live there.
“sounds fun.”
“it is! it’s a really nice way to let off some steam from all of the college stress,” you laughed
what would wonwoo think if he knew what you were actually there for. would wonwoo still go out with you?
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“did you get a photo of them?” jeonghan peeked at joshua’s phone.
“yup, goodluck to seungcheol,” joshua lightly giggled while looking his screen.
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five, current location — kwan and kwon’s.
you crashed into the apartment, you don't even know if soonyoung locked the door, “guys i just had the best date ever!”
there was one guy sitting at the center table they had for meals who looked quite reckless and overwhelmed with all of the papers around him, “yn….it is almost midnight,” seungkwan glared.
“bad time?” you asked, backing up.
“nope, i was actually waiting for you so that i had an excuse when i don’t pass up my work tomorrow,” he said getting up and dragging his blanket to the couch.
“what are you gonna say when your teacher asks why you didn't do it?”
“soonyoung ate it.”
you just pursed your lips and nodded simultaneously and suddenly soonyoung’s door swung opened, “is that yn i hear?”
you peaked your head to the hall showing you were present and in an instant, soonyoung ran to the couch, “spill.”
“oh my gosh he's so cool like he owns a car and he drives it!” “wow,” seungkwan says unimpressed.
you looked at him up and down before continuing, “we ate at my favorite restaurant and he said he'd order whatever i recommended and he liked my recommendation!” “i thought this was the best date ever but it's really just starting off like any other date.”
"go back and do your work if you're gonna be such a hater!" you stood up. "continue!! just ignore him!" soonyoung demanded, pulling you down.
"after that, we just walked around a park nearby and we just talked and got to know each other. we're not alike but we can agree on so much!" "oh that's actually very sweet." seungkwan commented.
it was sweet.
you got out of your head and finished explaining your day, "eventually he got tired and so we went back to his car and we talked more but it was getting late so i asked him to send me here but on our way here he kept taking the wrong turn, on purpose!" you recalled. it made you laugh just thinking about it.
"where do you find these guys," soonyoung squinted his eyes. it genuinely felt like a romance from a movie no matter how you see it. "manifesting?" you joked.
"well i'm happy you're happy," seungkwan patted your head. you laid your head on his shoulder, "i am."
it was just the first hangout yet you've never felt happier.
or is that just what you wanted to believe and feel?
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the next day you woke up in their guest room and used your phone. there you found a notification.
「12:09am wonwoo: do you wanna go out tmr?
7:29am yn: hey! sorry just woke up! but yes, let’s go!
wonwoo: it's kinda late?? are you ready for class?
yn: oops
yn: it's okay they won't miss me.
wonwoo: are you in the same building i dropped you off at yesterday?
yn: yea, why?
wonwoo: i'm picking you up. go get ready.」
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six, current location — seungcheol, jeonghan & joshua’s apartment.
"seungcheol. hey!" the pillow made a comically 'puff!' sound effect as jeonghan hit his oversleeping roommate up. "you're gonna be late, again, get going," his roommate sighed. for the past two days seungcheol had been waking up without you in his bed. that meant, no human alarm clock. he was like a child who needed his mother to wake him up...as weird as that analogy might sound but it was true. seungcheol sat up, eyes still closed.
"by the way, joshua and i are planning to have bbq tonight, is yn coming? i wanna know how much i have to buy."
"i'll send them a text."
"alsoo, why didn't yn come over yesterday?" jeonghan leaned on the doorframe and asked before leaving. "yesterday? they messaged me saying they had a project."
if seungcheol's eyes were open, he'd be able to see jeonghan's bewildered reaction. you lied about your whereabouts, but for what? jeonghan silently kept his composure and reminded, "alright, well let me know about yn at least before 4pm," before running to joshua's room to report the news.
seungcheol lazily grabbed his phone from his bedside table and searched for your contact to message. it was a foreign feeling, he almost never texted you. ever since you two started wherever you had, you were always with him, except for when you were with mingyu of course, not like that lasted long.
「cheol: you coming over today?
cheol: were having bbq.」
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six.5, current location — wonwoo’s car.
“i think you should invest in those fancy biometric door locks, at least those lock automatically,” wonwoo suggested after you explained all of the times soonyoung forgot to lock his apartment door out of pure stress. he was amazingly entertained by your stories.
you wheezed, “oh my gosh- that’s so smart actually, i’m gonna tell that to them!” you got your phone out to text your group chat with soonyoung and seungkwan, until you saw notifications from him.
「cheol: you coming over today?
cheol: were having bbq.
cheol: think the guys miss you, they keep asking where you are.
cheol: think i miss you too, it's been hard waking up alone.
cheol: hope you finish your project soon.」
you clicked on your chatroom with seungkwan and soonyoung. afterwards, you cleared your notifications.
"so where are we going later?" you turned to wonwoo.
"i don't know actually i didn't know i was going to pick you up in the morning, i was going to brainstorm where i should take you when i got to class."
you blurted a laugh, "brainstorming a date when you should be paying attention in class"
"oh it's a date?" he glanced at you then back to the road. you covered your mouth, you kept calling your outings with wonwoo a date when you were with seungkwan and soonyoung, it just slipped out. "i’m just playing with you," he stated.
you scoffed and leaned into your seat, "so what are your ideas for later?" "i don't know, i haven't gotten to class yet," he shrugged his shoulders. you playfully rolled your eyes, "don't think about it too much, listen to your lecturer. i don't want to be the cause of you failing your classes."
"little late for that, i literally skipped my study group to hang out with you yesterday," he admitted.
you shot back up, "wonwoo!" you said in a whiney tone. he held back a smile as you scolded him for his lack of seriousness towards his school life. it lasted the whole ride until you reached campus.
little did you know, wonwoo had been eyeing you for a while. of course, he'd skip a class or two just to hangout with you. luckily, he found being with you worth the skip.
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seven , current location — yn’s favourite cafe.
few days had passed and you still haven’t replied to cheol's messages. maybe you can live a life without him.
-
"order for yn!" joshua called out brightly, he got excited when he got a glimpse of your name on the cup that held the contents of your signature drink. he didn't think he'd see you today at his part-time job, you usually only came on weekends or in the late hours of the weekdays. he hadn't seen your face in a while and he honestly missed your presence in the apartment.
until he realised it was in fact not you ordering.
his expression changed in a flicker of a switch, "what the hell are you doing cheol?"
seungcheol raised a brow, "i'm ordering?"
"ordering yn's usual drink under their name? do you miss them that much that you have turned to impersonating them?" joshua pushed the cup towards his friend.
"i'm not weird like that, i’m gonna give it to them if i can find them today."
the barista created an 'o' with his mouth, he was proud of the effort. he carefully packed your drink into a bag and stuffed in the straw and some tissues. he even snuck in a free lollipop of your favourite flavour before lightly pushing the bag to cheol, "yn's class is a completely opposite to your building, sure you can make it?"
seungcheol scoffed, "of course."
joshua had his elbows on the counter, face resting on his hand. "have fun then, say hi to yn for me," he said in a teasing manner.
seungcheol nodded lazily and got on his phone after waving goodbye to his roommate.
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seven.5 , current location — outside your class.
tapping away at your phone, you leaned on the wall outside the class you just finished. it was your last class so you were free for the day but wonwoo’s class was running longer than yours so you had to wait.
he had messaged you saying that he would be the one to go to you and you had no objections since you didn’t even know where his class was anyways. soon as you replied to wonwoo, you heard a familiar voice, a voice you recognised all too well.
“yn,” cheol quietly called out to get your attention.
you instantly stood up straight and placed your phone into your pocket, “cheol? what’s up!…what are you doing here?” your tone sounded mildly excited but astonished at the same time. you furrowed your eyebrows knowing his next class was located on the opposite side of the campus, yet he was here, you couldn't help but question it. “just dropping this off,” he subdued a smile while extending his arm to give you the drink. “hope it gives you energy during your project, how’s that going by the way?”
you held the drink in one hand and the other held tissues cheol provided. your heart sunk as he mentioned the project but you still continued the lie. “wow thanks, this is so sweet cheol! and the projects going well but we’re kinda slow,” you let out a breathy laugh.
“well don’t burn yourself out. if ever you need a break, my door is always open,” he gently reminded. “anyways, i gotta get to class. tell me if you need anything alright, we may not be under the same major but i could probably assist.”
“psh, of course, i have your number.”
he patted your head before leaving. as he walked past you, you got a whiff of his scent. it was a prominent smell, it was easy on your nose and you hate to admit but it was comforting. you felt your chest burn as he disappears from your sight. your heartbeat was rising and you knew it was because of him. time how does he manage to make you feel like this all the time.
you brought the drink closer to your chest and let out a sigh. you read the label which had the contents of your drink printed on. it was completely accurate to what you always order. only cheol could ever remember it. as you took a sip from the drink you started to wonder why you were avoiding him. should you come over tonight? you thought about it until you felt a tap on your shoulder.
you swiftly turned around and you were dragged down back to earth. wonwoo stood behind you with his head tilted with concern on his face, “penny for a thought?”
“wonwoo!” you greeted, “what do you mean?” you questioned after processing what he had said. “you seemed like you were in deep thought. you feeling okay?” he asked as he leaned on the wall beside you.
“never been better," you expressed with a sweet smile.
he nodded and sighed his worry away. his eyes trailed downwards and yours followed. you raised a brow confused but then he pointed downwards with a playful frown, “you got a drink without me?” you giggled and placed your arm around his shoulders, “i’ll go buy you one stop sulking.”
+
eight , current location — wonwoo's apartment.
wonwoo stepped into his apartment, his footsteps for some reason, felt lighter than the day before. he'd just came back from his outing with you and he couldn’t lie, those hangouts really made his days brighter. he’s smiling just thinking about it.
"you came home late today," his roommate, kim mingyu pointed out as if he were a mother waiting at home, worried sick about his son who goes out too much. in reality, wonwoo and mingyu weren't even close, they just happened to live together cause rent was expensive. but mingyu had always hoped to get closer with wonwoo and he took every chance he could to start a conversation with him.
"yea, was out with someone," wonwoo replied as he hung his bag on one of the dining table chairs.
mingyu got up from the couch and walked to the fridge fiddling with the things inside it, he was actually just closing the distance between him and wonwoo as much as he could. it seemed like today was a good day since usually, wonwoo would just head straight into his room but today he sat at the dining table. he never does that!
mingyu glanced at wonwoo and prolonged the conversation, “like a date?“
“i wouldn’t call it that, more like whatever you do after a talking stage i guess.”
mingyu shot a proud smile and crossed his arms, “no wonder you’ve been so smiley, what’s their name?”
“would you know them?” wonwoo asked but his eyes were on his phone since he was helping you find electronic door locks for your friends door.
“most probably, campus may be big but i know most people.”
“true,” wonwoo looked at mingyu as he nodded in agreement knowing how extroverted his roommate can be, “their names yn,” he answered before returning his eyes to his phone.
a sudden deafening silence washed over the room. mingyu took too long to respond.
wonwoo looked up, “what’s wrong?” he became concerned, wondering what caught the curious cat’s tongue.
there was a clear look of dislike on mingyu’s face as his smile disappeared and the look in his eyes changed.
“yn ln?” the roommate confirmed. wonwoo pursed his lips and looked up to recall, “yeah, i think that’s their last name.”
mingyu shortly laughed but wonwoo could tell it was a type of laugh not for something funny, but for something that was unbelievable, “no fucking way,” mingyu spat.
wonwoo furrowed his eyebrows, he assumed mingyu was just making fun of him, like mingyu thought he wasn’t good enough for you, “is there a problem?” he asked defensively.
“not at all, just, look for someone else, yn’s not worth your time.”
wonwoo’s heart dropped and suddenly his feet felt heavy again.
then again he knew his roommate was a semi brat. in the sense that he’s nice and all but he might hold a grudge if something doesn’t go his way. wonwoo sighed slightly uninterested in the topic, what could he possibly have to say about you?
wonwoo thought, at the very least you must’ve just rejected mingyu and it fucked with his ego big time. in any case wonwoo was always willing to listen but that doesn’t mean he’ll pick sides. “what makes you say that?”
“i get the attraction to yn, i knew them from last semester. i’m sure you’ve heard, they’re a great friend and that may be true i don’t know about that but from what i know, yn isn’t all that great in terms of romance, trust me.”
“what do you know?” wonwoo faced mingyu.
“long story short i’ve went out with yn last sem and they were fun but, yn has some ties i’m pretty sure they haven’t let go off even until today. my relationship with yn didn't last long because of said ties,”
“can you stop beating around the bush? just tell me exactly what happened between you and yn,” wonwoo firmly spoke.
mingyu gave a glare to wonwoo as he rested his jaw on his hand, recalling the story, “there’s this guy yn's super close with, you should know him, his names choi seungcheol, he's from a different department but he's popular. he and yn has been in a whole will they won’t they period, you sure you wanna go out with someone like that?"
"that was last sem, a lot could change in a few months.”
mingyu scorned, bobbing his head forward, "i literally saw yn walk to his class a few days ago, i don’t think anything has changed, regardless, why would you go out with someone with a past like that?"
"because people can change. plus, i’m not a child, what happens between yn and i is for me to deal with,” wonwoo spoke without even batting an eye to the taller man.
“suit yourself,” mingyu shook his head and walked away. he thought today was the day he could finally get closer with his roommate and ease the awkwardness but today, the distance has never been bigger.
wonwoo picked up some food and a bottle of water before descending into his room hoping that would be enough so that he wouldn't have to cross paths with mingyu for awhile. he felt a bit frustrated. he knew in his heart that you were good but then again, why would mingyu lie to him?
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nine , current location — wonwoo’s car.
it was the next day, wonwoo had offered to pick you up again.
wonwoo tapped to the beat of the song on the radio onto the wheel of his car while waiting for you. until, from the corner of his eye, he saw you ecstatically running down the steps of your building.
he launched forward slightly to reach your car door, opening it from he inside, "hi yn."
"wonwoo!" you greeted energetically. he enjoyed hearing it but, at the same time, there was a tinge of bitterness as it rolled into his ears when he heard your voice today.
you sat down with a grin and you went on talking about your morning, the usual.
you usually did the talking as wonwoo listened.
and wonwoo was known for being quiet, but this level of quietness was unusual, even for him.
"wonwoo?" you called out. it was as if he was mentally elsewhere.
he was. he was stuck with his thoughts since last night. in his head, there were lingering questions about your past relationships. do you know a seungcheol? did you even know who mingyu was?
"sorry, didn't get enough sleep last night," he laughed it off.
shit, whatever mingyu told him that night stuck to him.
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ten , current location — college cafeteria.
“gosh- yn i’ll change the date for you!” chan, your peer or more like your little brother held onto your forearms. he was sitting across you and he was practically off his seat convincing you to do something for him.
“you’ll what?” you snickered at his words.
“when are you free? i’ll move the party to that date.”
your hand that held your food fell to the table out of disbelief, “now why would you stoop that low chan?”
“i wanna meet new people and you have the best connections out of everyone in campus.”
“so you're using me?”
“you're fun as well," he innocently fluttered his eyes.
"then you'll have no problems with only me attending then?" you smiled like the joker.
he scoffed and rolled his eyes, "at least bring seungcheol and his friends while you're at it, if they go then surely, tons of people will come."
your eyes widened at his words but you could only bare to sigh, "you've become greedy chan."
"does that mean you'll bring him?"
you laughed, sighing softly until you remembered a tiny problem.
you had 5 unread messages from cheol.
but perhaps, someone other than cheol could come.
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ten.5 , current location — college.
you and wonwoo sat on the grass. it had became a staple spot you both met at since it was conveniently close to your classes. you were sitting across each other sharing some convenience store food. you decided to bring the question up.
“hey do you know lee chan?”
“yea, why?” wonwoo was still picking on the grass but he made eye contact with you. “he has this party on friday night, are you interested in going?”
wonwoo stayed silent so the fear of rejection creeped up on you.
“you don’t have to go, i’m just offering an invite.”
“think im busy that day, sorry,” he said as he pursed his lips in guilt.
you gave a reassuring smile and brushed his hair with your fingers, “it’s alright.”
“im really sorry yn.”
you let a mischievous grin slip and played with him a bit. you placed your face into your hands, covering it hinting that you were upset.
“ahh yn don’t be like that.”
you spoke in a whiny tone to add to the act, “but this should’ve been our first party together—“
but suddenly his arms wrapped around your waist and he placed his head on yours.
he didn’t know what else to do but this.
“we’ll get to the next one, okay?” he does want to go it just happened that he can’t this time.
honestly you did want to feel disappointed that wonwoo couldn’t come. but you didn’t.
even with his words and actions that were meant to tell you ‘you have my full interest’. you didn’t feel anything from it.
you didn’t feel shit for him.
-
you’ve wounded up here again because there was no way you were going to attend a party alone.
cause how could you say no to chan.
this was for chan.
you’re only messaging him for chan.
「yn: do you want to go to a party?
cheol: depends, who’s is it?
yn: my little brother
cheol: …? did your parents conceive another child
yn: he’s not my biological brother
cheol: adopted?
yn: it’s lee chan
cheol: 💀
cheol: when is it?」
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eleven , current location — lee chan’s party.
cheol’s arm snaked around your waist, “ready to go in?” he asked. “yea,” you confidently answered. this was like the thousandth party you’ve attended, why did he have to ask.
he opened the door and the once muffled cheers were heard perfectly. you flinched slightly at the noise to which he chuckled at.
you playfully rolled your eyes at him and walked in.
it reeked of alcohol already. it wasn’t as crowded as other parties you’ve attended but it was certainly something that could be considered a party.
cheol kept you close, having your back sandwiched to his chest as he held you by your shoulders. slowly, you passed through all the people and found your way to the drinks.
cheol instantly poured you your favourite drink and placed it in your hands as he swiftly poured himself one as well. you tapped your cup against his and downed it all in one go. no matter if you could actually handle it or if it was just for show, it still entertained seungcheol every time.
“yn! you’re here!” chan ran to you excitedly. “of course, why wouldn’t i?” you giggled.
“thank you for coming seungcheol!” he suddenly bowed to which seungcheol quickly pushed up the younger boy to stand up straight. “you’re nice, good thing you didn’t take after this mean senior,” cheol teased as he patted your head.
“hey you have never bowed to me ever, what’s so special about cheol?” you brought up to chan.
“he’s him, you’re you,” he coldly said. you turned to cheol who was covering his cheeky grin with his cup.
from afar it looked like you were scolding your husband and son.
“well enjoy the party, let me know if you guys want other drinks i’ll get it for you!” chan said as he skipped away with a smile.
“well obviously you’re not biologically related to someone like him,” cheol leaned on the kitchen counter as he turned to you with a smug look on his face.
“what’s that supposed to mean?” you questioned as you took a sip from your cup.
“he’s sweet.”
“what does that make me?”
“mm..” he hummed.
slowly, he leaned in towards you, closing he distance between you two as he casually placed his hand on your hip. pulling you closer, he held your chin and tilted your head upwards.
there on your neck, he placed a soft kiss.
“ahh, you’re sweeter than him.”
you felt a burn in your heart.
you squeezed the drink in your hand, thinking of how to respond. but you couldn’t even think.
next thing you knew, your body reacted in its own.
you grabbed his hand that held your face and leaned in, kissing him on the lips.
it must’ve been weeks since you’ve done this.
he parted away from you, furrowing his brows. as far as he remembered, he was always the one who initiated kisses.
not like it was a rule but this was new. perhaps you missed him?
you couldn’t lie, you did.
he held you by your chin, taking a good look at your helpless expression but as he saw a pout form on your lips, how could he not give you what you wanted?
he pulled you closer, continuing the kiss.
gosh, he still had you wrapped around your finger.
it was sensual and passionate. you placed your arms around his neck pulling him closer as if he was going away but his hands softly caressed and slid against your back reassuring you he was here to stay.
you parted away, letting out a breathe. “i’ve missed you,” you blurted as you rested your head into the crook of his neck.
he smirked at your words as he patted your head, “you did?”
you couldn’t face him with how desperate you were being but nodded to answer his question.
“can’t be helped, you had that project right,” he took another sip from his cup.
you clenched your jaw and scrunched cheol’s jacket in your fist. that lie was lingered with guilt in your heart.
“yn? you barely finished your cup, don’t tell me you’re already tipsy,” he giggled as he glided his fingertips on your back.
suddenly, you stood up straight, placing your cup in his hands and walked off, “i’m going to the washroom.”
seungcheol didn’t think much of it, he just nodded and bopped his head to the music and waited for your return.
-
like any other party, there was a line but luckily, it wasn’t long. you decided to go on your phone to pass time while waiting but it wasn’t necessary since someone tapped on your shoulder.
you swung your head to look at who it was, it was someone you weren’t expecting.
it was a girl named mira, behind mira was a few other girls, probably her clique. you knew her due to being in the same class but you didn’t know much about her or the group in general, but it was evident they wanted something.
you leaned back into the wall confused on why she didn’t start talking despite you giving her attention. “can i help you?” you tilted your head.
she seemed hesitant as she fiddled with the ends of her clothes but eventually, she spoke when her friend nudged her, “uhm, you’re close with choi seungcheol right?”
‘duh, did you not see us earlier?’ is what you would’ve said but you had some decency.
“i am, why?” you crossed your arms.
“you two aren’t dating or anything, right,” a friend behind her smirked as she walked forward, asserting some dominance.
“what’s it to you?” you looked back at your phone after realising what they were here for. this was actually the first time people were running to you asking for favours for seungcheol. you’ve always experienced people asking for help with jeonghan, joshua and others but never seungcheol.
and you had underlying feelings for cheol. not like anyone knew about it but that wasn’t he point. it’s the fact that these girls clearly knew there must’ve been something between you and cheol, yet they’re still ambushing you hoping for a tip. that shit irked you.
“mira here wants his number. since you two aren’t dating, it’s okay to give it right?” the friend answered.
you looked at her up and down before going back on your phone. cheol would hate a girl that was too shy to ask personally.
you were thinking of just ignoring them but by then, the washroom was finally free so just before you walked in you replied with a firm, “no.”
you could hear them clicking their tongue as they walked away and heard the rage and it made you giggle a bit.
but god, your possessiveness over cheol only made it ever so clear that you weren’t over him.
-
when you walked out the toilet they were already gone and you made your way back to seungcheol.
“you ‘kay?” cheol brushed your hair as you fit yourself between his legs and rested your head on his chest. “yeah.”
he gave back your cup and used her free hand to hold yours. you looked down at your interwined hands and couldn’t hold back a smile.
then you wondered, if cheol was asked for his phone number directly, would he have given it?
you and cheol were pretty open to each other so you had no trouble bringing it up.
“cheol, this girl wants your number, should i give it?” you titled your head upwards to look at him.
he squinted his eyes at your words but he slowly responded, “i mean you can?”
ah. he’d accept it.
or so you thought.
just as your heart sunk, he continued, “i’m probably not going to reply to them but you can,” he chuckled.
you quickly turned and faced him, “huh? why not?”
“cause, i have you?” he raised a brow.
suddenly it’s as if the music had stopped.
did cheol actually think of you two as exclusive for once?
you couldn’t take your eyes off him but he didn’t think much of the way you were blatantly staring at him cause you did it often.
“wanna go dance?” he twirled your hair with his finger.
you snapped out of your daze, “uh- ha? since when do we dance at parties?” you laughed. you both usually only went to parties for the drinks, the vibes and nothing more but cheol felt like partying tonight.
“don’t know, just feel like it,” he gave a gummy smile.
“let’s go then,” you pulled him with a grin as he followed behind you.
you actually got it wrong earlier when you thought that he would hate a girl that was too shy because the correct version of that statement was that cheol would hate it if anyone but you tries to get with him.
you two got to the dance floor, residing somewhere at the side and instantly got into it but you fell into embarrassment as you moved to the beat of the music. cheol on the other hand seemed to have a plethora of dance skills up his sleeve. in this moment, his cold aura was gone. as he saw you covering your face, he pulled you out of your shell and held your hands. he guided you and placed your arms around his shoulders and you two swayed to the trap music as if it were classical jazz. the situation was slightly comedic, you both got a good laugh out of it.
it was these moments you shared with cheol that made you fall in love with him. and cheol would share this side of him with you and you only. if it were anyone else he probably wouldn’t feel comfortable enough to do so.
you both were practically gasping for air after laughing. you looked at him in awe as he did too. naturally, he leaned in for a kiss.
and his kisses felt like home. this was where you were meant to be.
the moment was perfect.
click, the sound of a camera shutter echoed but it was faint. it was way too faint for you to notice.
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「mingyu: look at who i saw today at a party.
wonwoo: ?
mingyu: sent an image attachment」
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twelve , current location — who’s apartment???
you went home with cheol that night. not like you had a choice since you were out of it.
“oh we’re here! kwaan, soonyoungie?” you slurred as the front door opened.
like meerkats, their heads turned simultaneously to the source of the sound.
“yn?” jeonghan jumped off the couch and ran to the front door excitedly. he prominently blurted out an ugly laugh that echoed through the buildings hallway as he got a good look at your face, “shit, they’re so fucking shit faced, what happened?”
“happened to get a reality check mid dancing. after that they proceeded to drink every cup they saw,” seungcheol laughed.
“are they good?” joshua slowly walked towards the three of you as he helped seungcheol bring you in. you were hanging on seungcheol by a thread. seungcheol had to continuously fling your arm around his shoulders so that he could somewhat carry you. even in the car he had to monitor and hold you up by placing his arms across your chest as an extra seatbelt to hold you upright cause if you were to hit your head on the dashboard, you’d be gone.
“i’m gonna freshen them up, can you guys get me a damp towel?” seungcheol looked to his roommates and surely, they followed the request as it was for you.
seungcheol rested you on his bed and wiped your face wth the damp towel jeonghan prepared. he even changed your shirt cause it reeked of alcohol.
soon enough he was laying beside you, joshua and jeonghan spectated at the side of the bed.
“so, yn’s back huh?” joshua crossed his arms.
“yeah,” seungcheol bluntly said as he ran his finger through your hair.
jeonghan had a smirk on his face, “you seem touchier with yn, what happened?”
he eyed the two of them, slightly annoyed but he knew they’d never shut up about it unless he gave a proper answer. “i guess you could say i don’t want to take them for granted anymore.”
“shit, really?“ joshua smiled widely.
“what’s when the reaction?” cheol stopped stroking your hair as he saw the roommates devilish expression.
“nothing it’s just, isn’t this you basically saying you admit you like yn?”
seungcheol’s eyes drifted back to you and he looked at you sincerely.
“yea, i like yn.”
joshua took a breathe and nodded. “glad you could admit it,” he clapped his hands quietly.
“well i’ll leave you two to it,” he said as he patted his friends back and exited the room with jeonghan following him.
there it was.
choi seungcheol likes you.
actually if he was a bit more honest, he would’ve admitted he loves okay but perhaps it was a bit too early for that.
but he was sure of it. after all, those few weeks you were gone must’ve been the most tough to get through without you there to brighten his day.
after that day you didn’t stay for dinner, seungcheol couldn’t lie or hide the fact he was upset by it but hey, what’s it to him? you’re not his, and why should his mood matter if you were there or not.
the second day you were gone, you didn’t even pass by his class like you usually would. he couldn’t help but wonder where were you the whole day. he’d been spending the day refreshing his feed like a fool waiting for an update of you on social media but he was mildly proud that you must’ve been so focused on your project that you didn’t go online. he loved an academically focused person.
but maybe it was for the better. seungcheol never wanted to fall for you. and seungcheol always thought that with the distance between you and him, these meek feelings would fade. but he couldn’t be more wrong.
because few days had passed and he literally found himself at your favourite cafe. was he finding excuses to see you? no, he was there cause he thought you needed a treat especially since you were working so hard on this project. but by this point he couldn’t deny his feelings. choi seungcheol liked you. seeing your face again after not-so-many-days. he felt like he was at home. the way his heart fluttered at the way you cutely turned your head when you heard his voice. your smile that shined. he wanted to call you his.
and ultimately, seungcheol could not deny his feelings any longer. especially not when he jumped out of his bed after receiving a text from you. he was so incredibly lucky that day. he was so lucky you texted him and he was so lucky jeonghan and joshua wasn’t home to hear his cheer of joy.
he was even luckier today since the person he loved most was finally back in his bed.
“kwannie, i need water,” you rolled over, facing seungcheol. he held back his laugh, you really thought you were at seungkwan’s place?
“here,” he placed the cup to your lips as you drank momentarily.
you stopped drinking and seungcheol placed the cup at the bedside table. his hands traced the outline of your body.
all that filled in his head was that if he was to make things official with you, there was no way he was going to fuck it up. he believed that you belong with him.
-
you woke up, head pounding. you swear you might die from the pain.
you mustered up the strength to sit up straight. you took a breathe in and that’s what woke you up. the scent of your surroundings that was one of a kind, you instantly became aware of the situation.
gosh you ended up sleeping in his bed again?
but you weren’t too bothered. there was a slight feeling of comfort that this is where you woke up.
you freshened yourself up in the washroom then walked outside the room.
you stood close to the door and you could hear someone in the kitchen but other than that there was no person in sight.
“looking for seungcheol?” joshua’s head peeped out from the kitchen giving you a startle.
“shit joshua— uhm yea, where is he?”
“not sure, he left a bit in a hurry but i’m sure he’ll be back.”
you hummed and lightly smiled, walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water. you leaned by the stove joshua was cooking at and he glanced at you. “want me to cook you something?”
“i think i’ll just have a bowl of cereal.”
he was amused, you always had cereal at their place for some reason even if it was night time. “go for it,” joshua grabbed the box of your favourite cereal from the cupboard above him. they always made a mental note to buy it when doing groceries despite you being the only one who ate it.
as you poured yourself a bowl, joshua started a conversation.
“so, not like i don’t like that you’re here, i'm actually glad but, i thought you were getting closer with wonwoo?”
shit.
you forgot all about him.
“oh well i was more or less hanging out with him in the friendly sense yknow.”
joshua tilted his head, listening intently, “i see.”
you also completely forgot joshua and jeonghan had full knowledge about you going out with someone that wasn’t cheol yet they’re treating you as if nothing happened. you couldn’t help but wonder why.
“hey, did you think it was weird i went out with wonwoo?” you couldn’t hold back your curiosity.
joshua’s eyes were focused on the dish he was preparing but he still answered wholeheartedly, “not at all, i mean you said it yourself you went out with wonwoo in the friendly sense, right?”
you went silent and joshua didn’t miss a beat to tease you, “or is that not the case?” he asked with wide eyes.
you were appalled and could only let out a nervous laugh. eventually joshua felt bad and told you his honest opinion.
“regardless if you were or not, you and seungcheol were never exclusive, so why would it be weird?” he asked as he faced you. you sullenly nodded your head as you followed him to the dining table with your meals so that you could sit.
“shua?”
“yea?”
“does cheol know i went out with wonwoo?”
he was just about to take a bite of his meal but he couldn’t help but laugh at your question. “are you afraid he does?”
you nodded a yes as you took a bite of your cereal.
“yn, do you like seungcheol?”
you were once again taken aback. no one has ever asked you if you liked cheol. it was always are you dating him or something of the sort but never an explicit, do you like him.
well it’s not like you were fighting wars to hide it but you just never wanted to answer it. but what was the point of lying now.
“yea.”
joshua let out a breath and smiled. “glad you could admit it.”
“you could tell?”
“i mean. i understand the concept of friends with benefits but you and seungcheol seem beyond it.”
you tapped your spoon on the milk, taking in joshua’s words.
“so you’re afraid seungcheol’s knows you went out with wonwoo because you think seungcheol would drop you afterwards?” he tried to puzzle the pieces together.
you expressed a yes and he sighed. “well i can’t blame you, you must’ve been tired of waiting for seungcheol, right?”
you finally raised your head up. that’s exactly how you felt.
he giggled at your expression, he could tell you’ve been bottling this in.
“well yn, what’s your plan for now?”
“i don’t know. but i think firstly, i need to talk to wonwoo.”
joshua rested his chin in between his fingers, he wasn’t expecting that but he could see where you were going with it.
“well i support you, if you need help i’m here.”
you acknowledged his words with a smile and coincidentally, the front door opened.
you heard a plastic bag rustling and sounds of shoes tapping on the floor, there cheol stood, surprised to see you awake.
“hey, eating breakfast without me?” he pouted.
“where were you?” you crossed your arms.
he scowled and swung the plastic bag in front of your face before taking a seat beside you, “i was buying you some stuff that might help with your hangover.”
ah, that’s right, he always bought you stuff like this.
your eyes lingered in his in awe. he was too busy reading the contents of the things he bought to notice.
“your head alright?”
“a bit.”
“okay well you can take this after you’ve eaten then,” he pointed towards one of the pills as he patted your head.
you and seungcheol were never exclusive. but you wished you were.
and maybe you could.
cause his touch felt like home. being here by his side felt like home.
suddenly the regret of your decisions seeped in. what the fuck have you done.
+
thirteen , current location — wonwoo’s room.
wonwoo was just having a peaceful friday night. he always spent his friday nights like these, it was a way to recharge before another week of school falls upon him.
but for some reason, he couldn’t help but wonder should he be at the party with you. wonwoo was no stranger to your general character.
he knew you were pretty popular, he never knew for what reasons but you were still always humble about it. he knew that many people found you good looking cause he was one of those people. he couldn’t tell what type of person you’d be but as he hung out with you, he realised there was so much more to you than looks.
cause you had humour, you had drive and you had passion. sure it’s not rare to find people like that but to wonwoo, someone who likes to keep to himself, found himself wanting to be with you. that meant something to him.
cause wonwoo has tried to date but no one has appealed to him as much as you have.
and so wonwoo also knew that you liked partying hence why, if he was to prolong his relationship with you, shouldn’t he be making efforts to be with you?
until that text popped up.
「mingyu: sent an attachment」
a clearly zoomed in photo of you in seungcheol’s arms, kissing.
parts of him was disgusted at his roommate for taking photos of you without permission.
plus, the reasoning of why mingyu sent it was annoying. it was like a big slap of ‘i told you’ onto wonwoo.
but honestly there wasn’t any pain felt as the image projected into his brain.
because wonwoo wasn’t that dumb.
he may have been in denial about that seungcheol guy existing but he was not dumb.
wonwoo has noticed the way you stare at your phone as if you’re waiting for someone to text you. he’s noticed the way you get so frazzled when you’re at campus hanging out with wonwoo, it was like you were expecting someone to show up.
he’s also noticed the widgets of you and another guy on your phone that you never got rid of. he just assumed it must’ve been a guy best friend but as it turns out, those photo widgets were selfies of you and seungcheol.
wonwoo knew you would never be his. he knew it since the day you asked to get coffee or lunch with him because though you were with him, through the lack of eye contact, lack of reciprocation of advances, wonwoo didn't need a hint to know your heart was or must've been with someone else. it only solidified when mingyu brought up your past. after that, there was no denying, he had no chance with you.
but even with how things ended up, he’s embarrassed to say that he would say yes if you asked to get coffee or lunch again.
because you were a good first date.
but the thing about dates is that they always come to an end, right.
he realised that as he woke up the next morning and all that filled his mind was that he needed to talk about it with you.
because if he didn't end things now, he might just continue being with you despite knowing there was someone else in the picture.
but he was better than that, so he texted you.
「wonwoo: hey, i need to talk to you, in person.
yn: oh, is everything alright?
wonwoo: yea
yn: okay, where are we meeting?」
well. he enjoyed it while it lasted.
fourteen , current location — some cafe.
you both agreed on meeting at a cafe nearby campus so that it wouldn’t be too confusing.
you got there first, sitting comfortably while texting wonwoo where you were for some direction.
though you sat comfortably, there was an unsettling feeling lingering. cause you couldn’t guess what wonwoo possibly wanted to talk about.
but he showed up and in your eyes, he seemed normal.
he ordered a drink and soon sat in front of you.
“hi wonwoo," you plastered on a smile.
"hi yn," he returned the smile.
"so what did you want to talk about?"
he swirled his drink with a spoon, he seemed hesitant to start but he just wanted to get it over with, any longer and he might just chicken out and act like nothing happened.
"well i’ll be straightforward with you so be honest with me, are you seeing someone right now?" he asked not threateningly but more in a, 'let me understand you' way.
you were taken aback. out of all of the things wonwoo could've spoken about, wonwoo questioning your relationship status was something you didn't expect.
what possibly made him ask this.
"why are you asking?"
“well i have this roommate, he seems to know a bit too much about you. when he found out you and i were hanging out, he didn’t really like it. he wounded up sending me a photo of you and another guy at the party last night.”
fuck, the situation was really bad. it was out of your control.
especially with the way yesterday’s events rolled into your head, you and seungcheol were so close. you could only imagine what the photo portrayed.
your head instantly shot down and you could only apologise.
you did notice the ways wonwoo hinted he liked you. you couldn't imagine how wonwoo was feeling in this moment.
“i’m sorry wonwoo.”
“i don’t really know why you’re saying sorry,” he softly chuckled as he leaned back into his chair. “it’s not like you and i are dating.”
he was right, yet, you felt so much guilt.
“i’m only asking because i didn’t know you were seeing someone,” he continued.
“well i’m not actually exclusive with him,” you muttered.
his eyes showed his shock, that kinda sucked to hear, “so are you like this with everyone?”
“no! no, it’s just, i wasn’t seeing him during the time you and i were hanging out, i promise—“
wonwoo cut you off, he didn’t want you to be stressed over this, especially not when you and him weren’t exclusive either, “yn, it’s okay, whether you were seeing him or not, i don’t have a say in that. besides, your outings with me were only platonic right?”
as much as neither of you found the outings platonic, it was technically the bitter truth.
“i know but, i liked hanging out with you,” you said with some sort of desperation in your voice.
“me too.”
“i liked you wonwoo.”
“but you love him, right?”
your eyes were glued to the table, you swear you could hear your heartbeat in your ears.
“it’s okay, we tried,” wonwoo patted your head.
you were always the one who took the lead in conversations so he’s never seen you so silent. and your silence was worrying to him.
with sincere eyes, wonwoo got to your eye level and smiled, “i don’t resent you yn.”
he was so gentle with you, he made you believe you did nothing wrong.
“really?” you lifted up your head.
he had a smile plastered on the whole time which was comforting at the very least but at the same time, it stung you, cause how could he be so calm about this indirect rejection. on top of it all, you acted without thinking about how this affects wonwoo.
but he answered with such kindness, it killed you.
“yea? i still think you’re really cool, sure it’s a shame we didn’t work out but i can’t be mad at you for finding someone else. well if anything, i’m happy for you, i think you’re lucky.”
“lucky?”
“like, to find someone is lucky, not everyone gets to experience love like that at this age. i mean, i don’t know if your relationship with him is like that. but i just hope that when you find someone that gives you their all in the future, you don’t take it for granted because you deserve the best.”
"i hear you wonwoo, thank you."
wonwoo always knew what to say. it’s truly unfortunate you weren’t in love with him but, the least you could do right now was oblige to his hopes.
fifteen , current location — on the sidewalk.
‘you’re lucky.’
if anything you were lucky to have met wonwoo because without him, you wouldn’t have realised that all that you were looking for was right in front of you.
you’ve been holding back for so long and you’ve lost and hurt people because of it, you were done with that.
most of all, you were tired of acting like you weren’t in love with cheol.
the sun was disappearing and the streetlights were starting to light up but you couldn’t go to sleep until you saw him. your favourite cafe was somewhere cheol could reach quickly. you hurriedly walked on the sidewalk as you made you way to the cafe while simultaneously finding cheol’s contact to call him. as it was you calling, he picked up within one beep.
“yes yn? whats up—“ “meet me at my favourite cafe right now,” you cut him off.
you’d probably never find out but his heart dropped at an alarming speed as he heard you words. nevertheless, he responded in a heartbeat, “i’m coming.”
-
surely, he arrived in just a few minutes.
he easily spotted you awkwardly standing outside the cafe. he jogged towards you, hands in his pockets. his dimples deepened as he greeted you with a smile, “were you bored of something?” he laughed. it was common for you to drag seungcheol out at night so it wasn’t like he was weirded out by this spontaneous call.
“i just dumped a guy,” you blurted. i mean, more like he dumped you but that wasn’t important.
seungcheol’s eyes widened and instantly his smile faded, “what?“
“i dumped a guy because i don’t think i could be with someone that wasn’t you,” your head was tilted down as you dug cresents into your arm. you don’t think you could continue to see cheol without telling him this.
he took a step towards you as he took your hands into his, "what?"
"why have you never asked me out?" you looked at him woefully as you squeezed his hands.
seungcheol didn't know how to react. it was as if his dreams were coming true with your indirect confession but you were clearly hurt and he hated that he made you feel this way.
he knew he strayed from his feelings from you but that was only because he always thought that you were made for someone else.
but perhaps that someone was him.
"i kept going out with people but every fucking time, i only end up thinking about you," you spoke as if you were frustrated, and you were.
it was almost as if the way you felt was irreparable. but he caressed your face with his hand and he looked into your eyes sincerely.
“i’m sorry if i ever made you feel like you were unwanted, that was truly never my intentions yn, believe me,” his face was full of visible concern, fear even. but he continued, filling the silence of the tranquil night, “yn, i’m sorry for making you wait. if it’s not too late i’m willing to make something out of us as long you are aswell.
you blinked your eyes unsure if this was reality but the grip his hand hand on yours was like a pinch telling you this was all real.
“you’re willing to try?”
“always, you’re all i’ve never wanted.”
“like, exclusively?”
“as we always should’ve been,” he breathed out a smile.
there was a sting in your eyes, it felt like tears were forming in your eyes but it wasn’t enough to form a tear drop. but that’s how happy you were.
it’s what you’ve wanted to hear this whole time.
“so yn, will you be my significant other?”
your face that was so close to his was still in his hand, his other hand held your hand. there was no space between you yet you were comfortable. how could this not be the person you’re meant to be with.
you finally let out a smile and answered, “yes cheol, i’m yours.”
naturally with your face so close to his, he pulled you in for a kiss. but unlike the other kisses, this one was soft and sweet. it was new and it felt like a new beginning.
‘fuck, it was that easy,’ is what you both thought as you two parted.
you two pursed your lips as you looked at the ground, embarrassed at the situation as if you were in elementary school doing something scandalous but cheol knew how to move on. “let’s go in and get a drink?” he tilted his head towards the cafe.
“at this time? what are you gonna get from a cafe?” you furrowed your brows.
“i don’t know? a victory doughnut?” he sarcastically spat.
you could only let out a laugh. he stuck his hand out for you to hold and you held it with no hesitance as he guided you two into the cafe.
“ok now tell me more about that guy you dumped.”
“is that really something you want to talk about right now? also he dumped me.”
“really? i should thank him or something, what’s his name?”
you won the guy wanted most at the cost of wonwoo, you’re the one who should thank him.
“jeon wonwoo,” you answered.
“pro gamer jeon wonwoo?! how did you not leave me for him?” cheol’s eyes widened.
“hey, what the fuck?”
by his side, talking about how to move forward, it may have been complicated but it was worth going through as long as it meant you two would be together.
in your favour, that night, you went back to his place and into his bed.
and in cheol’s favour, you’re in his arms.
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I want to spend the rest of my life fucking and sucking Graves😫👍Not proofread and kinda sucks cause I wrote this sleepy. FEM & MINORS DNI!!
Graves was your little bitch. He knew it. You knew it.
His men probably now know it by the way he was moaning like a whore grinding against both your clothed cocks together.
"Come on, Y/N. L-let me take it."
"You sure there? Looks like you could cum right here."
"I w-want it inside." Graves whimpers, feeling himself come undone.
"What's the magic word, sir?" You grab his hip, making him stop his movements. Graves tries to wriggle to try and get some friction but your grip was too strong.
"P-please, Y/N. I want you to cum in my ass." Graves felt his cheeks reddening, embarrassed at the sound of his own voice.
Your baby amused you. He was the captain of your team and but it seems like he would be the one calling you 'sir'.
"Well, since you asked nicely, I guess I'll give you what you." You say while patting Graves' hip to signal him to left his weight off for a moment while you take off both yours and his pants and underwear.
Graves moans as his erect cock touches the cold air.
You fall back onto Graves' desk chair, making him settle into your lap. You begin searching his bottom drawer for your secret lube but Graves' hand grabs your wrist tightly, stopping you.
"I'm ready. P-promise."
"Sir, we gotta prep you. I didn't wanna hurt you, sweetheart."
"No, really. I'm ready."
Graves reaches behind himself to pull out a dark green buttplug that was hidden between his perfect ass.
"Oh, you weren't lying. And staying on brand I see." You say as a large smile adorned your face.
"Yup. I played with myself this morning and was hoping we'd get a little fun time." Graves matches you smile, happy he'd finally get his ass stuffed with your cock and not just a plug.
"My smart commander is always prepared, isn't he?"
"Yep-yep. Y/N's smart boy."
You pull out the plug. Graves let's out a moan. He tightens to feel the drag of the toy against his walls.
At this point Graves was shaking like a leaf. Overwhelmed and coming undone. Only you, his precious little soldier could make him like that.
"Hurry, Y/N! That's an order." Graves commands as you position the tip of your cock at his entrance
"Sir, yes, sir." And without any further wait you slam into Graves, your balls touching his ass. A loud gasp is knocked exit his mouth and his eyes begin to tear up.
You didn't give him any time to adjust before you began thrusting in and out. With each motion, Graves moans turned into whimpers. The sheets began to run wet with sweat.
Graves is deep in pleasure, some much so he can't keep his eyes open. Tears were clouding his vision. Squeezing them tight as he focuses on you deep inside him.
"No, keep them open. I wanna see those baby blues."
Your thumb push to open his eyelids. Even more tears spill out. You smirk as his eyes roll back. God was he breathtaking. Eyes too clear for a man like him.
"Look at you, sir. You're so pretty around my cock."
At your words, Graves let a moans. He was always a slut for praise. He was so used to giving it but receiving it was a treat. So it was no surprise to you when you first found out it was his kink. He wanted to close his eyes again but wanted to be a good boy.
"Yep-yep. 'M pretty boy." Graves choked out. He felt completely drunk without even taking alcohol. Everything phased out of his mind but you.
No war. No pain.
Just you and him.
Your thrust were never consistent. Just sloppy and fast. Graves tight heat was always enough to throw off your rythm. Your inconsistencies added to the pleasure as Graves was never sure when you'd thrust so he didn't know when to expect it.
The sound of your balls hitting Graves' ass and both his and yours moans filled his office.
"God, sir. You're so fucking loud. But you don't care do you. You'd love for them to fuck you too, right?"
Your thrust become relentless, feeling that you were close to coming undone. By the way Graves was having a hard time forming words it seems him was too.
" 'M not sure if t-they'll take me seriously if they do."
"Nah, they would. Hell, they'll go the extra mile on missions in hopes you'd let them fuck this tight ass and gag you with their cocks."
"Oh my f-fucking God. P-please."
"Would you like that, sir? Your beloved men lining up to fuck you like a slut. You'd take them so well. Such a good reward for following your orders without question."
"Y-yes, please yes."
With that fantasy ingrained in his mind, Graves was so close to cumming. His walls tighten around you telling you so. Getting the message you grab his dick and start jacking him off, trying but failing to match with your trusts.
"S-so full."
"Now just think we can get someone to fuck you. Think about how even more filled you'd be. Can you take more than one cock, sir?"
"F-fuck yeah. God, it'd feel so good."
Graves places his hand on his belly, the imprint of your cock prominent. He loved the fullness you gave him and just another cock would give him such a pleasurable pain. He squeezes suddenly and sends a shock down your spine.
"Y/N, 'm close." Graves whimpers.
"Same. Let go for me, sir."
With that Graves paints his chest and your fist white with you cumming as well. The two of you lay there panting, trying to collect yourselves. You rest your forehead against Graves whispering that he's done well. He closes his eyes as gave him kisses between your words.
"God, that was good." He finally says, his voice hoarse.
"You're always good." You bring your hand and lick up Graves' cum, tasting his delicious mess.
"You serious about what you said? That'd they still respect me?"
"Hell yeah." You assure him again with a confident smile.
"Call them up." Graves smirks just thinking of the fun that awaits them.
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