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rottencandyapp1es-writeblog · 9 months

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The Crěpe Calamity

(Post TotK Zelink) (SFE)

Link's eyes fluttered open to the chattering of crickets in the quiet early morning hours; the sun had yet to rise over the quaint Hateno home. He blinked slowly as he registered the lack of a warm body next to him. His heart sank as he wondered if Zelda's return really was just a dream.

The fear quickly dissipated when he heard a loud clatter coming from downstairs, followed by an all too familiar voice muttering a string of curses.

Link smiled to himself as began to get up, mentally preparing himself to face the horrors of leaving his princess to her own devices in the kitchen.

Risen to his feet, Link stealthily crept past their nightstand and peered over the bannister to the room below, pots and pans scattered every which way, a smattering of cooking utensils slathered in batter, bowls upon bowls of wildberries covering every available surface, and, in the middle of it all, the crown princess of Hyrule coated in a fine layer of flour. The creaking of the floorboards caught Zelda's attention as she whirled around, emerald eyes meeting cornflower blue. In that moment, her scowl turned into a smile that made Link's heart skip a few beats.

"Oh Link! You're already up!"

Zelda dusted her hands on the apron she wore over her pajamas, which consisted of Link's old champions tunic and a pair of shorts, and attempted to wipe the flour off her flushed cheeks, smearing it even more.

"I hope I didn't wake you." she said sheepishly, "Those pans just toppled over without warning and.....well..." she gestured to the pile on the floor with an apologetic smile.

Link let out a little laugh and shook his head, "It's fine. Don't worry about it." He began to descend the stairs, "What the heck are you doing up at this hour anyways?"

"I'm making you breakfast! You mentioned craving wildberry crěpes."

Link's eyes widened "Breakfast? For me? Wildberry crěpes!?" he exaggeratedly furrowed his brow and he leaned forward with a mock whisper, "It's not my birthday again is it?"

Zelda giggled, "No silly! Your birthday's not for another two months."

"Right! Just checking." Link said with a grin.

"It's just that you're always letting me sleep in and making me breakfast every morning," suddenly bashful, she looked away, "and I....wanted...to...return the favor..."

Link's eyes softened, "Zelda, that's very sweet of you, but you don't have to do all this for me. You know I'm more than happy to cook for us."

Zelda's head snapped back towards him with an unexpected fire in her eyes, "I know that," she insisted, "but I want to!"

Link smirked, "Even though you had to get up well before the ass-crack of dawn to do so?" Zelda blinked in surprise before bursting out laughing. Link's smile widened, "Just how long have you been up for anyways?"

Quickly collecting herself, Zelda breezily replied, "Oh I've only been up for an hour."

Link raised an eyebrow, "Zelda."

Zelda cleared her throat, "Well maybe it's closer to two hours.."

"Zelda.."

".....two and a half?"

Link's eyes narrowed and she finally buckled, "Ok fine! I've been up since midnight."

".....Zel...."

"I know!" her eyes squeezed shut and her nose did that adorable little scrunch, "I was just so excited and I couldn't sleep so I thought I could make a few trial runs so I could get it perfect but the first batch turned out goddess awful and the second one burned and don't even get me started on the third...."

Trailing off, Zelda opened one eye back up to see that Link's stern look had dissolved into barely concealed amusement. She sighed and ran a hand through her short blonde hair, "I really didn't expect this recipe to be that hard..."

Link quickly closed the distance between them and gently caressed her cheek, his thumb brushing off the excess flour upon it. Her green eyes widened, completely transfixed on his. "Tell you what," he said, "I've made this dish a thousand times. Let me help you."

Zelda leaned into his touch and covered his hand with hers, smiling sweetly, "Are you sure you don't mind? You can still return to bed if you really want."

"Nah." he said with a grin. "Besides, you know I don't fall back asleep that easily."

An agreement reached, the two broke apart and immediately set to work. Any utensils and bowls that somehow managed to evade Zelda's "trial runs" were quickly utilized as the they spun around each other gathering whatever ingredients remained and mixing them together. Link took up the mantle of "Master Griddler" (his words) and doled out the batter on the scorching-hot surface of the stovetop. Once cooked to perfection, Zelda was tasked with filling the crěpes with fresh wildberries and jam, folding and arranging them neatly on two plates. After successful assembly, she garnished them with more wildberries, whipped cream, and, per Link's recommendation, a drizzle of courser bee honey.

"You've been up for hours. You're gonna need the energy!"

The dish now completed, Link and Zelda sat down to enjoy the fruits of their labor along with two cups of hastily brewed sundelion tea. The light and tender sweetness of the crěpes paired with the aromatic tartness of the wildberry jam were made all the more irresistible with the addition of fresh cream and honey; their plates were cleaned within minutes.

"Delicious!" Zelda exclaimed, "They turned out perfect!" Link nodded emphatically.

The first trickle of sunlight caught Link's eye as he peered over Zelda's shoulder to the little window above her head. "Ah, daybreak already?" he stretched his arms over his head yawned. "Wanna go watch the sun rise?"

"That sounds lovely, Link!" Zelda said with another one of her trademark smiles.

Bellies full and cups of tea refreshed, the two lovebirds shuffled out the door with the quilt from their bed to help ward off the morning chill. The sky was streaked with vibrant pinks, purples, and oranges as the sun began its ascent into the skies above the now-stirring village. They made themselves comfortable in their two-person rocking chair, a custom-made welcome home present from Bolson, and snuggled together; the comfortable silence would occasionally be permeated by sips of tea.

They vowed to clean up the mess they left behind............later.

#legend of zelda #zelda #loz #tloz #tears of the kingdom #totk #zelink #totk zelink #zelda fanfiction #zelink fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #first one-shot done #its simple but im really proud of it!

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where-them-kinomiya-at · 1 year

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A small portion of my character analyzation of Tyson Granger/Kinomiya Takao in V-Force.

I’m so sorry, I really gotta get on with another V-Force post about Tyson/Takao.

This is purely based on the first half/20 episodes of V-Force.

Also excuse me while I switch between the dub and sub names lol.

There was no defined build-up in this episode explaining why the boys were acting so frustrated the first thing in the morning (except for Kai’s loss over Yuya/Wyatt). It so happened that they faced another Psykick labrat, but I really do think that this episode says a lot about Takao.

It started off with his teammates yelling their asses off at him, not to mention Rei and Max legit giving him glares during the practice run. I do understand Takao’s utter frustration in his episode, had I been the one getting yelled at for just messing up a practice run the first thing in the morning, I wouldn’t react too well either.

When Hiromi came up with a valid point and tried to mellow things down, Takao took it the wrong way,

and then this-

The similarities between these two scenes is concerning. The G-Revolution one obviously hits a lot harder, but the dialogue just proves that Takao was as frustrated and insecure even back in V-Force. His V-Force demeanour, I do agree, is masked by his ego and anger, which is why people often overlook his character in this season. Not that I’m saying that he was the nicest guy in that season- he was that fourteen year old (dub) that got on everyone’s bad books real quick, but there are just certain things that are overlooked.

Heck I don’t even blame him for getting annoyed at this teammates.

If you look at these clips, it’s obvious that he didn’t mean one bit of it. It was clear that Takao was trying to mask the insecurities his teammates put upon him by talking trash. I’m not going to defend him for what he said towards the end of the scene, but calling him an unapologetic ego centred asshole? Nah, give him a break.

One important dub reference:

In episode 20 when Ozuma encounters Tyson, he says:

“You’re not good enough to beat the Psykicks.” Which completely shook Tyson, instead of flipping him. It continued with, “You lose your temper, Tyson and lose focus and the same goes when you battle. Every time time you get mad you lose control of dragoon and it’s a sure fire way to get beaten-sorry, but that’s the way it is.”

Tyson suprisingly said nothing. He just stood there and hesitated, panicked and clutched onto dragoon. He very well knew Ozuma was right. V-Force Tyson having no control over his frustration and anger really made me feel more sorry than hostile towards him. When I first got into Beyblade I disliked Tyson’s V-Force persona. But as I grew up, I realised what the creators intended- he can expose his weaker side and softer side even with a personality like that and even the dub tried to portray something- showing him as an actual teenage boy. This was honestly a decent approach.

Prior to this scene where Hilary and Kenny came by the river to comfort him (not directly) was indeed overwhelming because that’s what he needed.

Again, I don’t mean to defend his attitude.

Also I’ve been digging into Beyblade cause my exams are over, so if I post a lot…well yeah.

I would give an entire speech only about Tyson in V-Force, let alone the series itself, but that’s gonna be way too long lol.

Clips: Bakuten Shoot Beyblade 2002/V-Force episodes 17 and 20.

#tyson granger #takao kinomiya #beyblade v force #bakuten shoot beyblade #just give him a break lol

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utapri-hcs · 2 years

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The lads as dumb shit my friends have said pt4

ANOTHER ENTRY IN THE SERIES NOBODY ASKED FOR BUT IT JUST KEEPS COMING OUT.

Eiji:What scares you?

Reiji:A gun and Myu with a gun

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Reiji:Dear lord, will Ai Ai ever love me the way I love him?

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Reiji:Why the heck are we so low??

Ai:Not as low as your iq

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Ren:Taco bell gives you teleportation powers

Syo:How??

Ren:I’ll wake up next day in the hospital

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Ranmaru: So how’s the porridge tasting? Oh wait I don’t know because I’m still eating chips

Reiji: JUST BECAUSE IM SICK DOESNT MEAN I CANT DO ANYTHING

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Yamato: I would eat Ai’s hair, looks like cotton candy

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Syo:YOU BROKE IN

Natsuki:Politely :)

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Otoya, going over to kill a spider:Okay okay, I got this

Otoya, after he slammed down and it jumped off: Okay, I don’t got this

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Ren:Ran-chan saltiness is enough to give McDonald’s a run for their money

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Reiji:Did you know that you can tell a person by their emojis?

Reiji:As you can see Nattsun here is a very lovey dovey person whoooo is very wholesome and innocent while Eiichan…likes to emotionally dance...

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Tokiya:Do you even have a source for this?

Ren:The source is just trust me

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Syo:Why not just take Quartet night hiking?

Ranmaru:We can’t, Reiji is like 98, he’ll die out there

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Syo:How did you even do that cm to ft conversion in your head?

Ren:I’m a k-pop stan

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Tomochika:Let’s go lesbians!!

Haruka:Oh right I’m a lesbian...

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Ringo:This is an educational Netflix, purely educational…Yep!

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Syo:Nobody has to cater to your ideas

Ren:Two people already have

Syo:Fuck you

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Tokiya:Aijima-san…what do you mean by you want to dress up as a minion and steal the moon

Cecil: :)

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Eiji:How is school Nagi?

Nagi:Someone stole the entire toilet

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Otoya:Is Natsuki not allowed a MacBook?

Syo:He microwaved his last one so he isn’t allowed anymore

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Masato:PROCREATION. IS. A. SIN.

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Syo: Ren saying that he is just daddy Devito

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Reiji, calling ai: Aiai I really need your help, I need legal advice. Myu is interrogating me, what do I do-

Ai:Die *hangs up*

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Haruka:He made me a poem 🥺

Tomochika:You get a poem and I get a quiz in the morning, what is this??

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Natsuki:Awwww it’s so cute! Look at the stickers

Ranmaru:Did Syo give you those?

Natsuki:Yep!

Ranmaru:Get that shit away from me

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Ranmaru:Where was my happy birthday yesterday bitch?

Yamato:….Happy birthday…?

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Ren:Don’t give me love at first sight, give me love at first ass kicking

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Eiichi:Sometimes Van will be like, Eiichi, I’m sad. I’ll be like what’s wrong? And he’ll just not respond back

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Tomochika:I wasn’t that drunk

Haruka:You drank so much that you challenge the boys to a push up competition

Tomochika:….D-Did I win?

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Eiji:Look at that…beautiful Manhattan

Yamato:Wow San Francisco is pretty

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Reiji:We get along so well!

Ai:Ranmaru and Camus get along as well as a house on fire

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Van:First rule of skincare is to uh... have skin

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Otoya:You just gotta be your best prawn!

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Masato:Okay we are now called yearbook planning.

Ren:NOO we could’ve been furry friends!

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Yamato:What is that called? The lab apron thingy

Nagi:First, science tower and now a fricking lab apron???

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Otoya:What’s a female bull?

Syo:A COW???

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Syo:When did they get so many children

Ren:Children are just unlock-able DLC

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Natsuki:Ringo sensei, what does exclude mean?

Ringo:…you mean exude??

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Tomochika:Yeah you would see Otoya sitting down next to Haruka in the pool and being like “…hey 👉👈” all shy. While like I’m drowning in the background

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Nagi: That’ll cost you $100!

Syo: But I gave you a kit Kat yesterday???

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Otoya:Natsuki is like a care bear, I can’t let him down

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Natsuki:I used to own spiders!

Masato:…like willingly??

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Tokiya:What is that in your hand?

Otoya:A kiwi

Tokiya:And what are you allergic to

Otoya:Kiwi- ah I do see why I’m coughing so much now yeah

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Syo:You got me a thesaurus for my birthday

Ren:And look where you are in English!!

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Yamato:I am…

Nagi:A monkey. Thats exactly what you are

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Van:DONT SHOOT THE CIVILIANS!!

Ai:Oh.

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Ren:Is the hot chocolate finally settling in?

Otoya:I realised I’m lactose intolerant

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Van:You just like Naruto bcs of the sexyjitsu

Ren:No I like the sexy Sasuke

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Yamato:We aren’t dating though?

Van:We aren’t yet

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Reiji:So I’m there and I’m tearing up a little. Then I start tearing up a lot

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Yamato:My name is Yamato like as in Yamato

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Masato:Never say de-SU, say des

Ren:Are you supposed to tell me that my animal and mangos are lying to me?

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Reiji:Yeah, my mum hasn’t booked it yet, she forgot

Tokiya:Kotobuki you’re like 36 and your mum still books appointments for you?

Reiji:Yeah, she’s nice. I love her

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Syo:Would you kiss Ai for a million dollars?

Reiji:Like what type of kiss are we talking about?

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Van:I don’t bite, I might bark

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Otoya:What’s an ancient artefact?

Ranmaru:Shining.

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Ranmaru:I’ll fucking snatch that weave

Ringo:You can’t, it’s super glued on

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Syo:He thinks he is cool if he acts like a Soundcloud rapper

Ranmaru:What was that?

Syo:I don’t know, maybe your hearing is going off

Ranmaru:Shall we take this outside?

Syo:I don’t think you could handle me with your old bones

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Yamato:Shion says that I smell like-

Nagi:You smell?

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Otoya:Sniff me up!

Nagi:I would rather not

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Van:Luigi almost died!

Yamato:IM NOT LUIGI

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Ren:When in doubt, put it in your mouth!

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Shining:Come along now kids, let’s take drugs!

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Cecil:I’ll get my friend to posses you

Ranmaru:Who the fuck is your friend? Casper the ghost?? Get out of here.

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Reiji:I can’t handle this anymore! At least Danny Devito would treat me well!

Ranmaru:Why the fuck do you keep mentioning Danny Devito???

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Masato:We are trying to teach Cecil Japanese, he knows mango so far

Natsuki:So pretty good start!

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Ren:In MILFs we trust

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Ren:Cmon sir, sing fergious for us to jog our memory

Ryuya:Are you sure? *sings a bit*

Ren:Nevermind, never sing again.

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Ren:My mum was a straight A student. Who did Tango, volleyball, basketball, music, knew 8 languages. volunteering at the church, hospital, charities. Has a duo major at Uni. Has two businesses. Is a professional beautician, baker and chef. Went to nationals for debating

Reiji:My mum used to steal fruit-

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Otoya, talking about Natsuki and Syo: I wonder how they’re so close. Did they come out of the womb holding hands???

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Natsuki:Tell Otoya kun, I’m making a bird cage!

Tokiya:Why?

Natsuki:Because I like Syo-chan! :D

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Kei:We already know Reiji started the assignment. He’s a fucking gronk like that

Reiji,mouthing to Aine as soon as Kei turns around: I haven’t started at all

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Reiji:I’m so screwed

Otoya:Why do you say that?

Reiji:I feel it in my bones

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Otoya:No please not the country music!! Oh wait it’s Ed sheeran

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Otoya, meeting Masato: Edna????

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Eiichi:LEOS club but with a g

Yamato:Geos club?

Nagi:No you idiot it was the Lego club

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Reiji:What’s no.6?

Aine:Guitar

Reiji:No but like how do you write guitar in English

Aine:WHY CAN YOU WRITE IT IN JAPANESE BUT NOT ENGLISH??

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Tokiya:Can I ask you something?

Ren:I’m not marrying you

Tokiya:Ew

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Syo:Do you know what Ren does to try to stop talking like Van? He becomes a furry

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Ranmaru:Sitting next to someone with COVID is better then sitting next to a furry

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Ranmaru: See she’s even praying for you, pick a goddamn struggle Reiji

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Ren: See plan B is I become a rapper. I already got a job and like I can sing too. I’m a triple threat

Masato:Yeah a triple threat to my ears

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Otoya:What would your rapper name be?

Ren:Lil Ho

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youarestellarverse · 1 year

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Talking In Your Sleep, Chapter 4

"Aw, shit. We need to go back to Duane Reade."

The curse is delivered cheerfully. Jason glances up from his sketch and looks at his reference: Percy, totally naked in the kitchenette, frowning thoughtfully at his wrist.

He catches Jason looking and winks at him, breaking into a grin that only makes Jason blush harder as he lifts his hand. "You held on pretty hard last night, I didn't get concealer when we went before, and I don't feel like spending my birthday explaining BDSM to my parents."

"Fair enough," Jason agrees, shaking his head at himself. His ears are on fire; he's not sure if it's because of what Percy just said or how good his ass looks in the early morning light. Either way, Jason starts sketching that familiar curve so his hands have something to do. "How does Shannon feel about that stuff?"

"What, kink?" Percy smiles, leaning deliberately against the counter. He could teach a class in posing for pinups. "She knows I'm a sub. She also knows I've been working myself into a tizzy over telling you that, and keeps getting on my case about it because it's important to be open with my boyfriend about my sexual needs."

Percy's red-faced too, now, and Jason feels a little guilty for finding that such a relief. He puts aside his sketch and joins Percy at the counter, pulling him flush.

"She's right," Jason says mildly, deep in the bass end of his range. "Not that you really had to say it out loud, but I'm proud of you for it anyway."

His heart feels like it's going to burst out of his chest.

Percy closes his eyes and leans in against it, surely feeling it thud against his cheek.

"Damn, dude," he mumbles, grinning. He lifts his head to look up at Jason, winding an arm around his back. "I had a feeling you'd be into it, but I didn't realize you'd be such a natural."

"I'm an eighteen year old bisexual with an internet connection," Jason counters, his ears roaring. "You didn't think I was doing it accidentally, did you?"

"Honestly?" Percy huffs with amusement. "I assumed you jerked off to books. Like, The Iliad and rock memoirs and stuff. Things you could pretend you had for school."

"You're less wrong than I wish you were," Jason admits. "I usually got embarrassed before I could even type anything into an incognito window. I can be obtuse, but not enough to completely miss my, you know, inclinations."

Percy bites his lip around a grin. He stretches up onto the balls of his feet, putting his teeth right at Jason's ear.

"Aries moon," he purrs, biting between words. "Plus a Leo venus. Of course you're a dom. How did I not peg you the second I looked at your star chart?"

"Sorry; not my thing," Jason deadpans.

Percy loses his balance from laughing so hard. Jason, grateful for a second where the focus isn't on him, compensates before Percy actually falls over.

SIGN OF LIFE!

I finally managed to whip myself into shape (heh). I'm sorry it's been so long! I've been having a heck of a time with meds stuff, but it seems to be mostly sorted, knock on wood.

Also, this will be the last chapter, making 4 total. Can it be? Finishing something I started???

.../knocks on wood again

Total word count: 3232

ping list: @perseusjackson-jasongrace; @elaborateruses; poke me if you want on or off the list!

#stellarverse #i wrote this #jercy #not wip wednesday

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alexglitches · 3 years

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Twisted Wonderland Timeline

Aka. when the heck do things take place because this game is crazy o-0\

I know that some people don’t really count the events as canon but I do so here’s a timeline of how I think the story takes place

In the grand scheme of things, normally people would just let the timeline be everything that's ever been released in release order, but I just put canon chapters and events where I believe they fit

This is my personal opinion of how things go, you are free to have your own opinion as well

Now let's get to it ^^

Prologue : the first thing to ever happen in the game, get shoved into an old dorm, become a janitor for, like, 8 hours, make friends with the jerk that bullied you an some other guy that crushed him with a cauldron, fight a big monster with your fire cat, become a student and prefect/supervisor of your old, beat up dorm and let the chaos begin :)

The Crimson Tyrant : It’s probably about, like, 5 hours since you got back to the dorm and Jerky McJerkface (aka ace) shows up at your dorm, you talk to him at 3 in the morning then go back to bed and kick Ace to the couch. This chapter LEGIT begins the next morning at like 2-3 am and start school at (probably around) 7 am. The whole chapter spans over 2 days, the first day of school and the unbirthday party day plus overblot and takes place in september

Beans Day (Battle For The Golden Harp + Lyre-less Brawl) : Takes place after chapter one but before chapter two, possibly late september, before october. Both events happen on the same day, just focusing on different characters.

Rebel of the Savannah : Takes place after beans day in late September going into October. Takes about a week before the official magift tournament.

Ghost Marriage : All takes place in one day, sometime mid October.

Screaming Halloween Event : Begins on the first of October, but Halloween week officially begins on the 25th-26th, assuming that Halloween is at the end of the week on Friday/Saturday (it's stated that the party is at the end of the week so I assume it is on Friday or Saturday)

Endless Halloween Night : Takes place after the first Halloween event, before November 1st, time stopped at 11:59 (ngl, laughed my ass off when rook said it's been 11:59 for 6 hours o-o)

Dance and Wishes : I’m cramming it in November between October and December cuz it literally fits nowhere else, but at the same time also fits here o-O. Early November.

Master Chef Event : Same as Dance and Wishes. Late November.

Camp Vargas : Takes place during Master Chef, Silver and Riddle end up joining late. Late November.

Merchant of the Deep Sea : Takes place late December, around exams time, but before Christmas break. The chapter spans 3 days, 4 if you count the day you make the deal with Azul.

Tactician of Hot Sands : Takes place during Christmas Break and lasts about 4 days, counting Jamils overblot.

Harveston Kelkkartou : Takes place in winter, but just before VDC, so it's perfect winter sledding season ^^

The Beautiful Oppressor : Begins right after Christmas Break, auditions happen a few days later, camp spans 4 weeks, so it probably ends late February.

Keeper of the Underworld : Takes place literally the day after Vils overblot, the length is undecided cuz the chapter isn’t done yet.

Fireworks Festival : Probably takes place after chapter 6 as a way to calm down from the fact some students got freaking kidnapped.

Fairy Gala : Probably some time in late February or in March, since the gala welcomes the spring season (thanks or reminding me anon!)

NRC Anniversary : NRC's Anniversary is in March

Chapter 7 : Idk, probably skips to April or May, probs takes place before or during the inter school magift tournament.

If I missed anything let me know pls o—O

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songmingisthighs · 3 years

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[4.11] mafia!wooyoung × reader

⇀ you thought he didn't care, he was sure he doesn't, he had said it so himself to you. that was, until he almost lost the chance of being able to care for you.

⇁ tw : running away, mafia life (criminal/illegal acts)

⇁ part 1 / 2 / 3

⇁ disclaimer : the author does not support any and all criminal/illegal acts. the narrative written in this story is purely fiction out of the author's imagination. the things written here does not portray real mafia life nor is the author aware of how the mafia life is like. the author is a hermit loser.

At first, Wooyoung thought you had really ran away from him. After the fight you had the previous night, how could he not ?

"All I ask is a little bit of attention! I know you could spare some for me," you exclaimed, following after Wooyoung into the home office in his mansion. Yes, his, he never once said it was yours too so you treat it as such.

Wooyoung rolled his eyes at you, "and I ask you shut that big trap you called your mouth before I shut it for you, but we can't all get what we wanted now, can we ?" He spat.

You're used to his aggressive words, it used to hurt but now the pain just comes and goes. But you're at your wit's end, he was distant when you both were first forced into engagement but he was still polite so you thought that was just the shock, but now that you're married, things got worse.

"Wooyoung," you called, leaning both of your hands on his desk aa he sit on his office chair, "it's been 8 months since we got married," he glared at you when you said that, so you sighed and change your choice of words, "since we were force into marriage... But I've been trying so hard to make this less of a chore for both of us, I don't know what else I could do! You're not even bothering to hide the fact that you hate my guts to your very core even though it wasn't my fault that we got into this! Heck, you don't even bother to acknowledge that I exist!"

Wooyoung slammed his hands down on the table, standing face to face with you, "that's right," he chuckled darkly, "I don't even bother, you know why? Because you're nothing in my life, I never ask for you, I never wanted you, you're still here because your dad's business fell through with my dad and he used you as mean of escaping because that's all you are, princess," he leaned closer to your face and spoke through gritted teeth, "a worthless burden that people toss around,"

It would've been a lie if you said that his words doesn't affect you whatsoever. Because it does.

Maybe deep down that was one of your biggest fear and having someone confirmed that made you feel sick to your stomach. You recoiled from the table, as if having been struck across your face.

Though Wooyoung had a satisfied smirk on his face, "you should know I've been planning your assasination ever since you said 'I do', I would've made it look like an accident so that my dad wouldn't be up in my ass talking about losing his insurance of control over your dad, maybe I should move the schedule up so I can get rid of you quicker,"

You stared at him for a while, not knowing that he actually hated you that much. All this time you thought it was just petty reluctance of being tied to you, but this just brought things to a whole new level.

"No..." you choked out, trying to hold back tears, "I'll take care of it myself," and with that, you ran out of his office to pack all your belongings with tears streaming down your face.

And that was the last time Wooyoung had seen you. He had heard from one of his butlers that he had seen you running around the house retrieving your things where it supposedly was earlier, you looked frantic and you hadn't even taken a second to take a break.

"And did she got out of the house today?" Wooyoung asked from his position on the couch, loosening all of the buttons on his shirt. "No, master, not that any of us know of," said butler then leaned close to Wooyoung's ears, "the cctv has been cut off, her bodyguards are dismissed, no one has tended to her nor got close to her, and I personally see to it that all windows and doors are unlocked just as you had requested,"

Wooyoung couldn't believe that he's probably a free man now, that YOU had left him so that he wouldn't be in hot water with his father.

With a glass of whiskey in his hand, he decided to look around to see whether or not you had really left while telling his maid to prepare dinner for him.

True to what he expected, he made two laps around the mansion but not once did he find you. Not even in his office with a divorce paper, as dramatic as it sound.

He finally step into his shared bedroom with you to make his final confirmation.

At first he knocked on the door, not really knowing why he did that, but when no sound came from the room he simply opened the door and walked in. He hadn't returned the night before, spending half of his night in his home office before going out with San to a bar, not realizing that it was his guilt that drove him out to drink his memory away.

Looking around the room, he couldn't really tell whether or not you had ran away. The room looked like it had been slept in the night before, he could see the spot where you laid in comparison to his side that's perfectly neat.

When he stepped into the walk-in closet, he was quite surprised at the sheer contrast to the bedroom. Your clothes thrown haphazardly, it seems like you were urgently looking for things to pack, and the more he analyze the items on the floor, the more he realized that you hadn't taken anything that was bought with his money.

But that wasn't the thing that got his attention.

It was your wedding dress that had been taken out of its garment bag, across from it, an empty bottle of wine and a box of tissues with crumpled tissues surrounding it. It looked straight out of a movie.

He walked closer to the dress and trailed a hand down it.

He remembered seeing you wear it on your wedding day. He remembered being too pissed at his father to be able to fully appreciate how ethereal you looked. He remembered how when you looked at him, he could see the redness in your eyes, indicating that you had been crying.

But over all, he remembered how his heart skipped a beat when he saw you walking closer to him. Of course, he would never admit it outwardly.

His train of thought was broken when his butler knocked on his bedroom door, "master, dinner is served," he said.

Wooyoung cleared his throat and straighten out his posture, "yes, of course, I'll be there soon," he called out.

As the footsteps of his butler fade, he carefully zip your wedding dress back into its garment bag, making sure that the dress is stored perfectly.

After that, he went to the dining room to have his dinner.

Usually, you'd be seated in your seat, across from him at the other end of the table that seats 10 people. He'd have to admit that it feels weird not seeing you smile at him after a long day of working, but he forced himself to believe that it was a good kind of weird.

Strangely, as he eat his food he felt that it doesn't match his palate, that something feels off. So he called for his head butler and asked him about it.

"Did we change cooks? Why does today's dinner taste so bland?"

His butler seemed hesitant to answer him, looking at the head maid for a bit. The middle-aged woman stepped forward from her spot, bowing slightly to avoid Wooyoung's eyes, "we did not have any change in staffs, sir, it's just that the mistress used to prepare all of your meals and considering... the circumstances, she had not prepared anything for you," she said, not even bothering to hide her bitterness that he had drove you away.

Considerably, he was shocked that you had never brought the fact up to him. But as usual, he masked his true feelings and just nod at her, continuing with his meal even though he can't seem to enjoy it.

The shock didn't stop there, though.

Over the course of the first 5 days of you leaving him, he began noticing the things that indicate your presence in his house. Or used to indicate your presence.

He never knew that you were the one who always put flowers around the mansion. He noticed this when he passed by a vase of wilting aconite. It almost broke him when he see the maids cleared all flowers, leaving an empty vase that he now associate with your absence.

He never knew that you kept tabs on food he likes and dislikes. After 3 days, he gave up on eating the food his cook made for him, firing the poor man on the spot and resorting to take outs.

He never knew that you were the one who personally arrange his wardrobe. Usually, every morning he'd find his favorite shirts or favorite sets of clothes on the front, ready for him to pick out and wear. Now that you're not here, he had to spend extra time deciding what to wear.

And lastly, he was surprised at the fact that you had never made it to your hometown.

"What do you mean she's not with her parents?" He growled at his henchmen, making them visibly scared. "W-we tried looking for her, even asking around, but no one had seen her," he explained.

All Wooyoung wanted was to hear about how you're happier without him, how you've settled back to your life without him, how he'd be assured with the fact that you leaving him was the best thing that could ever happen to you two.

Feeling that he owed this for the sake of his own closure, he ordered everyone under him to find out your whereabouts.

The desperation suffocated him, he hated the feeling.

So he ran out of his office to his garden, going to the furthest side where it is practically abandoned so that he'd be all alone to calm his mind.

What he hadn't expect to see though, was several pieces of clothes on the ground. At first he just thought that the laundry might have flown away due to the wind, but when he inspected them closer, he recognized them as yours.

"Why would these be here?" He muttered to himself as he began picking up the scattered pieces of clothes one by one. When he picked up the last piece, he noticed your suitcase by the corner of the tall wall that surround his house for protection.

The sight that made his stomach drop was a rather huge hole that could fit a person.

Wooyoung's brain put 2 and 2 together and the only reasonable conclusion made him feel like blowing up.

You had been kidnapped.

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willowedwisteria · 2 years

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..okay id probably neglect to mention this until im frickin dying (/hj) not wanting to get up one morning or afternoon bc the pain is so bad b ut

I have like heart problems (not being specific)and to much stress/emotion/working/etc makes it fire up -- or heck just even randomly -- and like

Now im kinda concerned they're gonna keep me on bedrest forever :'D

So they can moniter it n stuff

Like its a mild case - i dont need surgery yet - but i still get pains n shiz.

Like bestie im fine with the tests n stuff

And examinations

Lemme juat enjoy life too tho :'D

By fire up i mean i get chest pains, and sometimes these pains can confine me to my bed for hours on end ~

And as a side effect my heart sounds funky and beats faster than a normal heart

Yall world be beautiful and ya better bet ur ass im exploring quite a bit of it

..even if they'd probably make me take 20 breaks to walk a mile..

-not saying who so theres no concern :p

Who said you needed to walk when you could simply teleport to other waypoints and happily walk a few meters to explore? Plus, if you're ever tired, I'm sure no acolyte (especially the taller ones) would mind carrying you around.

(Does the world of Teyvat even have the right medical equipment for heart problems??)

Okay, but are you feeling alright? Good and healthy? Please drink more water and take care of yourself!!

#Wisteriaasks #genshin #genshin impact #self aware genshin #genshin sagau #genshin cult au #genshin self aware au

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extremelyblackandwhite · 3 years

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rock and roll and leather skirts.

pairing: rockstar!sebastian stan x writer!reader

warnings: swearing, smut (18+), slight breeding and choking kink

a/n: i just really love returning to this pairing. enjoy xx

It was torture.

Sebastian was sure that the way his wife looked in the crowd was nothing but torture designed to ensure he had a hard on for the whole of the show. He just couldn’t help it. How could he when she was dancing in the front row in nothing but the skinniest pair of heels, a thin strap black top and the tightest leather skirt ever designed by man. Adding to all of that, he hadn’t seen her in the past three months, stuck on an European tour his wife couldn’t accompany him on, thus he felt like he was three seconds away from pulling her on stage and having his way with her. He just couldn’t help it, his eyes couldn’t leave her. She was almost like his very own rock muse, a nymph tempting him with flowing locks as she danced to his music and soft skin illuminated by the bright halcyon light. He could hear unwritten music whenever he looked at her and god if he couldn’t help to hear the music that would come out of her scarlet tinted lips when he got his hands on her.

The set seemed to last forever and while he adored his job and adored to play a sold out stadium, he loved to watch his wife squirm under him. As the last chord played, he was out the stadium, finding the first water bottle to throw over himself before the next morning headliner became his and his raging hard on, which he guessed wouldn’t be the first time that happened. Pushing his hair away from his face, he saw her strut backstage, the red backstage pass resting against her breasts. God damn it, that woman would be the reason he’d someday get caught and arrested for public indecency. She smiled with a grace that was so typically hers, wrapping her arms around him before leaning over to kiss him.

How in the heck had he even scored her? He still looked like a crazy man, with messy hair and tattoos he regretted scattered all over him and she, god, she was fantastic. He could never write enough love songs about it and he couldn’t even write enough songs at how fucking good that skirt looked on her. He interrupted the kiss himself to look at her, at how fucking delectable she was even after all these yers. Of course, she now hated him less than when she first met him.

- Baby, that fucking skirt ... - his hand sneaked up to her ass, cupping it shamelessly as if there wasn’t staff or any of his bandmates around.

- I missed you too. - she teased, her hands warm against his shirtless shoulders. His fingers traced her arm, lips ghosting over her shoulder and up her neck, just below her ear. - Seb, the boys ...

- Shouldn’t have worn that skirt then, baby bunny. - he nibbled the soft skin under her ear, hard enough to leave a mark so the dad who always sized her up at school drop offs would know he was back in town. - Fuck, you come here after I haven’t seen you for months dressed like every rocker’s wet dream.

- I wanted to look good for you. - she flushed under his gaze.

Fuck, she couldn’t look any sweeter with her little hot cheeks and watery eyes as if they hadn’t been married for 5 years and trying and testing both his and her fantasies; however, this skirt seemed to do it for him. He could feel his trousers tighten just thinking about it and those heels making her legs so long did not help either. His hand cupped her thigh, pushing it to hook against his own leg as he kissed her neck, sensing the nice soft flower scent from her perfume. God, he fucking missed her.

- You’re gonna let me fuck you, baby? - he whispered against her ear, breathy laugh escaping as he heard that soft little moan she wanted to hide from him finally materialise. - Hm? You want me to fuck you silly backstage? You want it, bunny baby?

- Seb ... - she whined her eyes gazing the set around her, worried anyone was watching but everyone mostly ignored it. It was a rock concert backstage, sex was as ordinary as clouds in the sky. - Seb, the people ...

- Aw bunny baby ... - he pinched her chin, pulling it up so she was looking at his eyes, his blue eyes which were now midnight blue clouded by lust. - Don’t worry, don’t want any fucking roadie getting any ideas.

She didn’t even know what to say, instead nodding as she herself started to get uncomfortable with not being flushed to him. He hoisted her up, his hands gripping her waist as he made his way into the first room he could find. It didn’t matter where they were, if he couldn’t be inside her, he felt like he was going to explode. He pinned her against the door, his hands travelling and roaming her body while he kissed her neck and pulse, lightly bitting onto her skin as if he wanted to claim her. He wanted to claim her.

- Looking all sinful on the front row. - he growled recalling that view from the stage. - Getting all those stupid boys with their girlfriends all fired up. Raising their hopes up ...

- I’m not. - she moaned as he bite harshly on her neck.

- You’re mine. - his voice was strained, partly from singing, partly from pure jealousy. He normally kept it under wraps yet she couldn’t help but feel attracted to it whenever he acted possessive about her. His lips crashed against hers, hands pushing her skirt off and onto the floor, causing a bit of tear to the fabric. Not that any of them minded. - I’ll fucking prove to you just how much you’re mine.

- Please. - she begged, parting her legs for her generous lover. However, he was not in the mood for gentleness. As her hands travelled up his chest, feeling every ripple of his skin, he caged and trapped her hands above her head, mockingly smiling as she looked at him confused.

- Aren’t you pretty? - he mocked her, tongue licking his lips as he observed her chest raise up and down. - So fucking pretty, baby. Wanna know what it felt like seeing you and not being able to do anything?

His distance from her didn’t last long enough, he was back on her like a wolf. He wanted to bask on her scent, lips climbing up from her neck to her lips in slow, desperate motions. She whined wantonly, wanting to be freed from his grip to touch him, try to undress him, anything, but he didn’t allow her. No, Sebastian liked control and he was going to remain holding power over it. Pulling her underwear to the middle of her legs, he started to torture her sex, his fingers slowly thrusting in and out of her heat. Her chest rose up and down in slower motions, head trashing from side to side as she tried to deal with how his feeling felt dragging against her walls. God, he could make that vision the cover of his next album. Her breathe was rapid and uncontrolled, hands and fingers tensing as she felt her abdomen tighten up only to loosen up as he took his fingers off her heat. She looked at him betrayed and upset but he only smiled, bringing his fingers to his lips, licking them in sin.

- Felt like that. - he almost mocked her state, proud he had gotten his satisfaction but that wasn’t enough. Looking at her only fired her up even more. He let go of her hands, both of his hands cupping her face to kiss her fervently and harshly as if she was going to disappear. Her nails dragged up his back, leaving marks which were sure to make her proud until they reached his leather trousers. She quickly made way of unbuttoning them, trying to push it down but her slowness saw him help her out.

He guided the head of his cock towards her folds before he quickly sheathed himself inside her heat. He growled, eyes rolling as he seemed to find himself in his personal eden the more he buried himself in her. Her hands pulled at him, holding him closed as he reached a hilt. His lips quickly founds hers as he started to thrust in and out of her slowly and filed with wanton. Her moans were musical and breathy, her walls contracted around him almost in sync and he swore he could die happy like this.

- Fuck, baby. Had forgotten how good you fucking felt around me. - he spoke through wet kisses, his hands slowly guiding her hip movements. - Aren’t you a fucking minx? My own little sex muse.

- Seb, please. - her nails buried onto the skin of his back, trying to quicken her movements. He wanted to go fast, rough, ignore her pleasure and merely take his but how could he when she looked so delectable, so sweet begging for him. - Please.

- Oh, baby ... - he growled out, hand holding her neck against the door as he snapped his hips forward. She broke on in a long moan as his cock dragged in and out of her wall, mixing with the lewd sounds of his skin hitting hers. Her breathe struggled to recover, shaky from the sheer pleasure of him snapping his hips in and out of her without a care and from his grip on her neck. Her hands gripped at his body as he continued his assault on her cunt, lips sometimes stealing dirty, messy kisses from her, drinking from her lips. - Are you gonna let me cum inside of you, bunny baby? Have you dripping with my cum as you step outside? Huh? You gonna let me?

- Please. - she moaned pathetically, no longer caring how she’d look once she stepped outside. He smiled through the kiss, hand leaving her neck to toy with her clit, the other helping him pull himself in and out of her in almost animal movements. He wanted it, he wanted her to fall apart, he wanted the world to know she was his. His moves grew uncontrollable and out of pace until his hips jerked still, a dirty, raspy moan leaving the rocker’s mouth as ropes and ropes of white cum painted her walls, some of it slightly trickling down her leg.

She held herself against him, trying to hold her legs up despite how trembly they felt. He panted through a smile, looking down to bask in another one of her kisses, holding her against him before she could fall. The two collapsed onto a nearby couch, her half naked body flushed against his as both tried to regain some sense of regular breathing.

- Three months is too long, baby bun.

- I know. - she rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him with a mischievous little smile.

- Sex’s incredible though. - he stole a playful kiss from her. - I might just put your moans in a song one day.

- Don’t you dare. - she herself peppered kisses onto his lips, jokingly pointed her finger at him.

- Fucking love you, baby. Fucking love you.

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sluttyminghao · 3 years

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two is better than one | x.mh x k.mg

w.c: 5.7k request: hi hi!! can i request gyuhao smut? where they compete who can make you cum first/faster/more🤯 hahaha i'll be patiently waiting for this. thank you!❤ genre: smut, fluff, angst if u squint pairing: minghao x female!reader x mingyu contains: threesome, multiple orgasms, fucking in both pussy and ass, face fucking, just a whole lot of Sin™ a/n: this is now officially my longest and most favourite fic to write! i love gyuhao so so much, thank u for the request!!

Growing up with Mingyu meant that there was always something fun going on in your life. Depending on the day, you would somehow end up at an amusement park, museum, some pop art café that had just opened, among many other things. Every day was exciting, and he made sure to spoil the heck out of you, since you were his best friend after all.

You and Mingyu grew closer every single day, and you knew every single aspect of each other’s lives, from favourite foods and colours, to your sex lives, no matter how dull or exciting they were. Mingyu was someone you knew you could trust with any piece of information, and him thinking likewise of you. Your bond grew stronger every single day and you were so thankful for him being by your side.

Until he had to tell you he had been accepted to study a few hours away at his dream university.

“You’re going where?” you choked on your water, eyes darting to his tall figure. He had grown a lot in the last few years, now towering over you and constantly teasing you for it. “I got accepted to that arts school a few hours away! The one I told you about remember?” he fiddled with his fingers, refusing to look you in the eye, since he knew exactly what emotions you were portraying. You sighed as tears welled up in your eyes, but refused to let them fall.

“I’m happy for you Gyu, you should go.” You uttered, trying to not let your somewhat composed stature cave so you wouldn’t end up bawling your eyes out in front of him. Sure, he had seen you cry on numerous occasions and all for different reasons, but you couldn’t stop him from trying to achieve his dreams. He had been banging on about this course for months, so you knew deep down in your heart that letting him go was the best option for you both.

“Are you sure? I don’t really want to leave you alone here...” he trailed off, finally lifting his head and regretting the second he did, seeing how you were mere seconds from breaking down. He immediately stood up and wrapped you in a hug, the tears falling and landing on his shirt, darkening the fabric. “i-it’s fine” you sobbed, his own body betraying him at how broken you sounded, letting some of his own tears fall.

He pulled away from you, your eyes bloodshot and puffy and tear tracks staining your face. His thumb darted out and swiped a fresh tear off your face, letting his hand just rest on your cheek. You subconsciously leaned into his touch, something you had both done since your early teen years. He knew it would hurt like a bitch leaving you behind, since he didn’t know anyone where he was going, but what did make him feel a little better is knowing that you could both come and visit each other.

“You need to go, this is what you’ve wanted to do since we were kids...I’m not going to stop you from following your dreams.” your voice cracked, before you sucked a breath in and sighed, looking into your best friends eyes. His eyes had been glazed over with emotion, which only made more tears well up in your eyes as he bent down to kiss your forehead, the touch sending fire sparking through your veins.

He didn’t know it, but when he left, he would also be taking a piece of your heart with him, and that’s the part that broke you the most.

“I’ll text you everyday okay? And we can set up a video chat every week to catch up!” he exclaimed, pulling you in for the biggest hug he could muster up. Today was the day he was leaving for his dream school, and to say you were emotional was an understatement. You had been in tears all morning, and not even a bear hug from your favourite person could make it better.

“Pinky p-promise?” you stuttered, holding out a shaky hand to him with an extended pinky. He chuckled but linked his pink with yours, kissing your hand lightly in the process. “I would never not be in contact with you silly, but I promise” now his voice was slightly shaky, pulling you in for one last hug before he turned around to get into his car. It was packed to the brim with his belongings, only just being able to squeeze himself in to the driver’s seat.

A beep from his car as he left the driveway indicated he was off, tears blurring your vision as you erratically waved as he drove down the street. Once his car was out of sight, you let the tears fall and a loud sob escape your lips. You felt so empty now that he was gone, you didn’t know what to do with yourself.

Trudging back inside, you flopped onto your bed and reached for your phone. It was only early, about 9am, but already you felt like taking a long nap and forgetting that this morning ever happened. You let the throes of sleep surround you as you snuggled deeper into your pillow, hoping that it would consume you whole.

You awoke with a start, your phone vibrating with an incoming call. Rubbing the sleep away from your eyes, you checked the caller’s identification and your heart leapt when you saw it was Mingyu. Sitting up quickly and shuffling up on your beds headboard, you hit the answer button, a wave of happiness rippling over you as you put the phone to your ear.

“Hey! I was just calling to let you know I made it!” he sounded excited, his emotions not easily being hid, even over the phone. You smiled widely at how excited he sounded, even though he couldn’t see you. “Did you make it there okay?” you piped up, voice sounding interested as he told you all about his trip up to the campus. “I saw a cute bird and took a photo of it for you! I know how much you like birds, so I’ll send you the photo once I get settled in” his words were quick, excitement evident in his voice.

“Have you found your room yet? Had a look around the campus” you asked out of curiosity, wondering if he had even unpacked any of his stuff yet. “I found my room, and I have a roommate! His name is Minghao and he’s from China!” his voice reverberated through the phone. “Wow he’s from China? He must be really interesting and have so many stories!” you quipped, a laugh coming from the other side of the phone.

“I haven’t actually met him yet, he doesn’t get here until tomorrow, but apparently he’s very attractive and interesting.” You could just envision him wiggling his eyebrows at you, and the thought sent you into a fit of giggles, him following suit. “Look...I have to go, but I’ll text you okay? I love you!” he stated, sending obnoxious kissing noises through the phone and making you laugh once again as you repeated his actions. “I love you too, Gyu. Have fun!” you replied, ignoring the pang in your heart as he hung up, more than likely going to explore the campus and take in some sights.

You rolled onto your side, tears threatening to flow over once more. By now it was late afternoon, the sun just beginning to kiss the horizon as hues of pink, red and gold painted the sky and replaced the blue. Sighing, you sat up and moved, knowing that wallowing in sadness would work for a while, but you couldn’t do it forever.

It wasn’t going to be easy to adjust without Mingyu, but you knew that you would make it work. You were the best of friends after all, you would go to the most extreme lengths for each other and would do anything and everything. You opened up your laptop, bringing up the university that he was now attending, and letting a small smile pull onto your face, an idea forming in your mind.

A few months had now passed since Mingyu had left, and things were finally becoming easier for you. It was a hard process, but you had managed to work and do some overtime to being in some extra cash, and allowed you to go and visit Mingyu at his university. He didn’t know it yet however, because you had managed to keep it a secret throughout your constant texting and weekly video chats.

“You seem really excited! Anything you want to share?” Mingyu questioned as he slurped some ramen on the video chat one late Friday evening. Since he had left, he had dyed his hair from black to a light grey and was framing his face elegantly. You simply shook your head and refused to tell him, making him pout in response. “But we’re best friends! You aren't supposed to keep secrets from me!” he whined, taking another mouthful of ramen into his mouth and chewing slowly. “There’s no secrets!” you exclaimed, but you could tell he didn’t exactly believe you.

“I can’t believe you’re so far away.” he sighed dramatically, lifting his chopsticks up for effect. “You’re the one who moved away from me! And besides, we did always say we would come and visit each other, maybe you could come and visit or I could visit soon?” you questioned, his eyes brightening and nodding quickly in response to your question. “Sounds like a plan, now I do have to go, I have an early class in the morning” he grumbled, frown crossing his features.

You smiled as he logged off, blowing kisses in your direction as he waved at you. When the screen finally turned black, you sighed and ran your hand through your hair, pushing the strays out of your face. He had gotten so attractive since he had left, and you didn’t know how you would be able to keep your hands off him when you got to see him. You shut your laptop screen and turned in your bed, attempting to get some sleep before the next day arrived.

The closer the day got for you to go and see him, the more the excitement bubbled up inside of you and it was getting extremely hard for you to keep it a secret. He had asked you incessantly on why you had become so distracted, asking if you were keeping something from him. “I’m not keeping anything from you Mingyu! You’re my best friend remember?” you defended, wide smile tugging at your lips. He did not believe you for a second, but let it slide since he was just happy to be talking to you, even if you were so far away.

You had managed to get into contact with his roommate Minghao through the power of social media, and he turned out to be extremely nice and very reserved. He had helped you to plan the trip, and was adamant he’d be able to keep Mingyu out of their room for at least a few hours while you drove up to surprise him.

When the day finally arrived, you were all but bouncing off the walls in excitement at the thought of seeing your best friend in a mere few hours. You could just picture him now, eyes widening in surprise as he brought you into a hug, letting you know how much he missed you. Hurriedly packing some belongings into a bag and making sure you had everything, you ran out to your car and punched the destination into your GPS, letting it guide you to where your best friend now resided.

After a few long hours in the car, you finally arrived at the university, which was just as beautiful as Mingyu described it. Large oak tress were dotted everywhere, as well as lots of park benches and an overly large, old building. You guessed that’s where all the classes were held. Upon further examination, you noticed that there was another equally large, but slightly newer-looking building adjacent to the other, guessing it was where students stayed on campus.

You shot Minghao a quick text, letting him know that you had arrived on campus and he sent back a thumbs up emoji, as well as where you could find the key to get into their room. Quick steps and a five minute walk later you were standing outside their room, the key in your right palm. Nerves suddenly took over your system, wondering if he would even want to see you or if he had found a new best friend. Shaking the horrid thoughts away, you shakily pushed the lock into the door, opening it slowly and stepping in, before shutting the door behind you.

When you looked around the room, you could tell exactly where each man slept. Mingyu’s side of the room was slightly askew; books half on the shelf and half eaten food on his table. What you assumed to be Minghao’s side of the room was neat and tidy, only a stray book lay on his bed and was propped open upside down.

You took a seat on Mingyu’s bed and sent Minghao another text, letting him know you were inside and he shot one back almost immediately, another thumbs up and telling you that they were about five minutes away. A grin spread across your face, excitement once more growing inside of you as you sat perched on his bed, heart pounding at what felt like a million miles a minute.

It felt like forever until you heard a key being turned in the door, alongside Mingyu talking excitedly about some film he had watched recently. You stood up and waited, watching as his tall form bounded through the door and came to a halt, eyes widening upon seeing you while Minghao stood behind, large grin on his face.

“Y/N? Is that really you?” he questioned, eyes sparkling with tears of happiness. You could only nod back, before all the breath was knocked out of you when he ran to you and hugged you, picking you up and swinging you around in his grip. “I can’t believe you’re here.” he choked, pecking your forehead and wrapping you in his embrace. “Minghao helped me to plan it” you commented, Minghao shrugging off your remark and moving to put some bags down on the table. “It was no biggie really, I just had to make sure he didn’t ruin the plan and want to come back early” he laughed, Mingyu pretending to be shocked at his statement.

A few hours had passed since you had been with Mingyu and Minghao and you could not be happier. You had spent a majority of the time listening to Mingyu and Minghao chat about their degrees and their time at the university, and they both seemed very happy and able to enjoy themselves despite their workloads. They asked you about your life since Mingyu left, and there really wasn’t much you could say since all you had done was work and stay home.

The sun had begun it’s descent, the sky dotted with dark clouds of impending rain. Minghao walked over to the bags he had put down earlier and pulled out some takeaway containers, as well as some bottles of alcohol. “Mingyu said this was your favourite drink so...we got some for you” he held the bottle out to you, crinkling his nose in the process after getting a whiff of the sweet drink. You smiled in thanks, cracking the lid open and taking a swig. The drink made your insides feel warm and fuzzy, and a little more relaxed than before.

You ate and drank with the boys, conversing on various topics that ranged from areas of study to what you did in your childhood, and after a few more drinks, your sex lives. “How many people have you had sex with Mingyu?” Minghao slurred, taking another swig from his alcohol. The man in question’s eyes widened, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “I- uh...I haven’t had sex with anyone...” he whispered shyly, hiding his head behind your shoulder as you laughed, patting his head out of pity.

“Really? I thought you two would’ve had sex at least once before he left, seeing as you’re so close and all” Minghao stated, another swig of his alcohol being downed by him. Now you were both spluttering and red-cheeked, not knowing what to say in response. Mingyu was the first to speak up, finally having air forced back into his lungs before he spoke. “She’s my best friend...” was his only response, making Minghao roll his eyes as he got up and sat next to you on the bed.

“You can be honest, I know you want to fuck her, I can see it in your eyes. And i’ll admit, I also want to fuck her. I haven’t known her as long as you have but I know she’s damn attractive and I could definitely make her cum” he retorted in response to Mingyu, your cheeks reddening even more as Mingyu kept his eyes downcast, fiddling with his hands like he had when he told you he was moving.

“I bet I could make her cum harder than you could” Minghao smirked, a hand landing on your knee and squeezing lightly. The touch sent your body aflame, Mingyu looking at his hand before raising his head up, placing one of his own hands higher up on your thigh, and making you suck in a breath. “I’ve known her my whole life, I think I know what turns her on and what doesn’t, and I can easily make her cum harder for me than she would for you.” he replied with a snarky look, eyes clouded with lust.

Your mind was fogged with so many emotions, which only got worse as Mingyu pressed his lips against your neck and suckled softly, your head lolling to the side to provide him with more access. Minghao watched carefully, his pants feeling tighter and tighter with every sigh and whimper you let out. Testing the waters carefully, he leaned in and he too, began kissing up and down your neck lightly, sucking on a spot between your neck and collarbone, resulting in a loud whine from you.

They both pulled off your neck in surprise, your cheeks now flaming once more as they simultaneously looked at each other, then back at you before they began tugging your clothes off. It had been warm so there wasn’t a lot to take off, but they were both in awe of your body when you were only left in your bra and panties. Shyly, you moved to cover your breasts with your hands, but you were stopped by Minghao, who gripped your wrists with his hands and lowered them, moving his head so he could pepper the swell of your breasts with kisses.

Your body felt like it was on fire with every delicate touch they made on your body, and there was no doubt about the arousal seeping into your panties and making them stick to you like a second skin, which excited Mingyu terribly when he let his fingers rest on the soaked cloth. “Fuck... you’re so soaked already sweetheart, and we’ve hardly even started.” His voice had dropped significantly and made more arousal pool in your panties, and you knew that he would take care of you, no matter what the situation was.

Feeling quite naked in comparison to the two men beside you, you pulled away from their grips while they gave you questioning looks. “Strip.” you commanded, them both complying quickly with your tone of voice. Their clothes were strewn everywhere across the room, but they couldn’t care less in that moment. They stripped right down to their boxers, where you noticed they were both hard and straining, their cocks outlined against the fabric. You licked your lips and moved towards them, hands extending out until they were touching the fabric, both of them rolling their heads back at the touch.

Pulling their briefs down, you let their cocks spring free, gulping at the sight. They both varied in length and thickness, but you knew that you would be in for a long night with them, which excited you even more. “It’s your turn to strip for us” Mingyu spoke roughly, his hand pushing one of your bra straps down your shoulder. Minghao hummed in agreement, both men leaving to sit on the bed and hold their cocks in their hands.

You stood in front of them, taking your time to remove your bra and panties. The straps came down from your bra first, before you slowly removed the cups from your breasts. As you let the bra drop to the floor, a loud moan from Minghao filled the air, and you looked up at him, hands moving slowly on his cock and his Adams apple bobbing up and down at the sight of you. “Keep going.” he rasped, not taking his eyes off of your form. Mingyu was in the exact same position, watching you with lust filled eyes.

Your underwear were next to come off, and you made a show of wiggling them off your hips as slowly as possible to tease them just a little bit more, which drove them absolutely crazy. When the underwear was finally off and kicked to the side, they were both beside you and had their hands all over your body, letting their hands wander and wrap around you. They guided you back to the bed, where you were placed near the headboard, and Minghao went between your thighs, and Mingyu rested on his knees beside your head.

“Open up for me sweetheart” Mingyu lilted, his cock in his hand as he guided it towards your mouth. You greedily accepted it, the tip of his cock pressed into your mouth and letting your tongue swirl around it lightly, light moans tumbling from Mingyu’s lips. “Fuck...your mouth feels amazing” he groaned, wrapping one of his hands in your hair and tugging at the roots, while the other hand snaked down your chest and began teasing your nipples.

You grew to learn that Minghao like to tease. He had been peppering kisses all over your thighs for at least five minutes before you whined around Mingyu’s thick cock, indicating that you wanted him elsewhere. He only chuckled in response, before finally pressing a kiss to your swollen clit and making a surprised moan reverberate around Mingyu.

He also showed no mercy; once he was finally where you wanted him, he did not stop. His tongue was flat against your clit and running over and over the swollen bud constantly, your back arching from the immense pleasure. He traced patterns into the bud as well, moans from you being caught in your throat as Mingyu forced himself to go deeper into your throat, resulting in you choking and tears welling up in your eyes.

“You’re doing so well for us sweetheart, I’d love to see you cum all over Minghao’s tongue” Mingyu moaned out, his cock twitching in your mouth as you bobbed up and down continuously, his head thrown back in pleasure. Minghao sped up his pace on your swollen pussy, his hands holding your thighs apart so that you couldn’t move and he could make sure you take all the pleasure from your orgasm instead of shying away. It was so close, you could almost taste it.

You were thrown over the edge of your orgasm when Minghao began pumping two fingers inside your entrance, while letting his tongue dance over your clit. Mingyu’s cock was pulled out of your mouth while you orgasmed, your back arching and toes curling in pleasure as he lapped up your release, bringing you down from your high. Your breath was heavy as you began to regain your composure, Mingyu brushing hair out of your face as he continued pumping his cock at a leisurely pace.

“You taste really good” Minghao hummed, looking you directly in the eye as he licked your juices off his fingers, before leaning in to kiss you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. You were still shaking from the sheer force of your orgasm, but you weren’t done just yet. Mingyu moved to situate himself between your legs, kissing each thigh as he did so. Minghao moved to replace where Mingyu had been sitting, but he had other plans.

“Hold your hands up.” He spoke hoarsely, dark eyes roaming your body. You gulped and did as he asked, before one of his hands moved to grip your wrists, and the other stayed pumping his cock. You tried moving your wrists away from his grip but to no avail, he had iron strength and you could hardly even lift a finger, so all you could do was lay there helplessly while you let the men pleasure you. Mingyu smirked at your new position, running his hands up and down your thighs comfortingly.

“You look so pretty like this sweetheart, maybe I should have fucked you before I left.” His voice and comment sent shivers down your spine, before it was replaced with an intense heat from Mingyu diving in and sucking on your clit, your back arching once again in response. “Mingyu! F-fuck!” you cried out, his tongue rapidly moving over every inch of your pussy and letting stars dot your vision. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Minghao leaned down and took one of your nipples in between his teeth, biting on it gently. “M-minghao~” you moaned out, his grip only tightening on your wrists with the way you said his name.

Your second orgasm came hurtling towards you and you were sent flying over the edge when Mingyu decided to try something different and began tongue fucking your pussy, his tongue darting in and out in quick succession and making your vision turn white this time. Your whole body was shaking as you came all over his tongue, a loud moan of his name escaping your lips as you slumped back on the bed, trying to recover from your second orgasm for the night.

Both of the boys watched you carefully, letting you relax a little. Your chest was still heaving rapidly, and legs still shaking from the immense sensations of both of their tongues on you. “Are you ready for once last round sweetheart?” Mingyu spoke softly, his hand brushing over your heated skin. You nodded, not even having enough energy to open your eyes, yet your body wanted more, craved more. You couldn’t get enough of them and your body began warming up once more at the thought of them pleasuring you.

“Sit up for us sweetheart” Minghao cooed, gently guiding your tired upper body up so that he could sit behind you, while Mingyu placed himself in front of you, taking in how gorgeous you looked in the dimming light of the bedroom. He leaned in and kissed you sweetly, his lips melding with yours in such a way that had you leaning into him and craving his touch more and more.

“Are you ready?” Mingyu asked, pulling away from your kiss-swollen lips. You pouted but nodded, raising your arms and wrapping them around Mingyu’s neck, while Minghao smoothed his hand over your ass, fingers dancing all over your back. “Can I fuck your ass?” Minghao warm breath fanned over your ear, his fingers dancing around the puckered entrance. You sucked in a breath at the thought, and nodded without hesitation, a small ‘yes’ leaving your lips as well as he smiled against your skin.

Mingyu was stroking his cock and watching you and Minghao carefully, watching how you reacted to his touch and his fingers fleeting over your skin. He figured he would wait for Minghao to prep you before he begun pleasuring you, so he sat back and observed, watching how your face contorted and moved.

Minghao was busy getting your ass prepped for his cock, working his fingers inside of you and loving how you clenched around his fingers, and small whimpers tumbling from your lips the more he worked you up. He left small kisses against the blades of your shoulder, trying to relax you as much as he could before he stretched you out even further.

“I-I think I’m ready” you announced, both men stopping what they were doing and looking at you, eyes filled with lust. “Are you sure?” Mingyu spoke, moving closer towards you, sincerity in his eyes. You merely nodded before crashing your lips against his, moans being muffled as Minghao lined himself up with your entrance, cock prodding against it.

As Minghao pushed himself in, you winced, tears threatening to spill over. Mingyu kissed all over your face to try and distract you, while Minghao pushed in as slowly as possible, hands running all over the expanse of your back in attempt to calm you down as well. It was painful, you admit, but the two boys who were working you through it made it bearable, and only made you more aroused than before.

When Minghao’s cock finally reached the hilt inside of you, he moaned lowly and stopped, letting himself take it all in and letting Mingyu get himself prepared for you as well. He slowly leaned in and pushed his cock to the tip of your pussy, rubbing his cock through your slick folds. You whined at the contact, leaning towards him and he only chuckled, kissing your lips quickly. “Patience sweetheart, we’ll get there” he uttered, beginning to push the head of his cock inside of you.

It was a whole new experience for you to have not one, but two cocks inside of you. The stretch felt so pleasurable, yet a little painful, and resulted in a loud whine leaving your lips as Mingyu finally bottomed out in your pussy, his hands flying up to your hips to have some kind of stability. “You feel so good...and tight” Mingyu hissed, head leaning on your shoulder and gyrating his hips against yours.

“Just let us know when you’re ready okay?” Minghao spoke quietly, grinding himself against your ass and letting his hands explore every inch and crevice of your body. You nodded, letting them know that you were ready and they both tensed up, preparing themselves to fuck you and throw you into one last orgasm.

They both moved out and thrusted in at the same time, the wind being knocked out of your lungs as they did so. Your mouth opened in a silent scream at the pleasure being spread throughout your body, it being a feeling you wanted to hold onto for a long time. Both of the boys began thrusting in time with each other, starting off slow to adjust but gradually building up their pace, chasing their own orgasms in the process.

“You-you’re so tight” Minghao spoke through gritted teeth, one of his hands falling down and smacking your ass lightly, a yelp leaving your lips at the unexpected contact. Mingyu hissed, feeling how your pussy clenched around him when Minghao slapped you and hoping he’d do it again so that he could feel your walls hugging his cock snugly.

Their thrusts began to pick up pace once more, becoming sporadic and sloppy as they neared their orgasms. Bravely, you began bouncing up and down on their cock simultaneously, surprised moans escaping both of them and letting you take over, need filling your system as you bounced even harder and faster. “S-so g-good” you mumbled, a bit of drool falling from your mouth and landing on your chest, Mingyu groaning at the sight before holding your hips and thrusting as hard and fast as he could into you, screams now leaving your mouth as he fucked you into oblivion.

Minghao followed suit, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as the knot threatened to snap in his abdomen. His groans were loud in your ear, spurring you on to chase your own orgasm. You snaked a shaky hand down towards your clit, giving you the extra motive you need to hurtle into your third orgasm, your body uncontrollably shaking and garbled moans of both the boy’s names leaving your lips as your orgasm dragged out, your body clenching around the boy’s cocks.

Mingyu came first out of the boys, his cock being milked by your still clenching walls as he came with a loud groan and pushing his lips against yours, riding out his high as his cum painted your walls. Minghao followed soon after, gripping your hips tight enough to leave marks as he came inside of your ass, a mumble leaving his lips that vaguely sounded like your name.

The three of you collapsed onto the bed, body parts intertwined and you couldn’t tell who’s legs were who’s. Your breathing was heavy as you leaned against Minghao’s chest, Mingyu tracing patterns on your leg with his fingers. “That was amazing” you breathed, both boys smiling at you and giving you kisses everywhere.

“Well, now that we’ve all fucked, we have to ask, who actually did make you cum harder?” Mingyu inquired, Minghao sitting up as if leaning in would make your answer any clearer. You gulped, forgetting about their whole little argument they had had before this happened. You simply shrugged your shoulders, flopping back against Minghao’s lean chest and closing your eyes.

“You were both equally as good as each other, I came just as hard both times. Two is better than one, it seems” you commented, a smirk painting over your face as you peeked your eyes open, both boys looking at you with gaping mouths. “Maybe we can try again sometime.” you suggested, both boys looking at each other before looking back at you.

“We have time now, we are going to determine this once and for all.”

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"OH SHIT!" part 2

"I WANT AN ABORTION." Sung Jin-Woo said abruptly, tapping his foot up and down from the agitation. "I'm afraid that's not possible. The baby is far too healthy and because of the amount of health potions you drank, it will be almost indestructible by our means. It even accelerated its growth.."

Sung Jin-Woo didn't think that far into it that night. He gave the baby's father an icy glare and took out his dagger from his inventory. "You can't abort it by your means huh..." he locked (M/n)'s hand onto the hilt and pointed it at his stomach.

"(M/n)! Stab me!"

"HELL NO!"

"Why not? We're already at the hospital, so you could just rush me to the emergency room when I start bleeding," Jin-Woo explained, but that still didn't make a drop of sense to (L/n) (M/n). "NOT IN A MILLION YEARS WILL I STAB YOU!"

"Fine. I'll stab myself."

"No!"

The doctor's face paled at the S-Rank hunter's lack of care for his unborn baby's life—even attempting to stab himself. Luckily, (L/n) (M/n) was there to stop him before the blade could touch his skin.

"Jin-Woo! Come on, you could just hold on to it until you give birth. We could set it up for adoption later.."

"I don't have time to wait 5 months. I could be leveling up using that time."

Scratch that. (L/n) (M/n) was also a horrible parent-to-be. The doctor forced a smile, wondering if all S-Rank Hunters were like this. He cleared his throat and stared back at them.

"How did you even conceive this child?"

"I have no idea. I drank too much. Hey, aren't you immune to alcohol?" (M/n) nudged Jin-Woo's shoulder, since he was the one that wanted to play video games all night. "I don't know. I can't remember much either. There was this scent.."

"I see. It must've been a heat."

"No? I wouldn't have left the house if that were the case."

"Then..." The doctor's eyes set on to (L/n) (M/n), making him feel a cold sweat. The man with red eyes smiled awkwardly, blinking repeatedly at the doctor. "Why are you looking at me?"

"It's incredibly rare but I assume you went through a rut, Sir. So I understand how you may perceive this as unbelievable since this situation is one in a billion or even more so." The doctor scratched the back of his head, trying to consider the rarity of the situation.

It was even more impossible if he considered the fact that male alpha and omegas were less likely to have a baby, then they were both S-Rank Hunters, both with their respective systems and (L/n) (M/n) had suffered from a rut that only one in five alphas experience.

[The Orion System is extremely happy!]

[☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆]

[The Orion System is wondering if it would be a girl or a boy??]

[The System is rejoicing for your offspring.]

"I hope it becomes a miscarriage. I'm too busy for this," Sung Jin-Woo said, glaring at his slightly bloated stomach. "Since you are a male omega, there is a 78% chance it would be a miscarriage if you're constantly stressed and you didn't receive professional help from us.."

"Good. I'm already stressed from this situation."

[The Orion System is ignoring your wife's statement.]

[Yay! Baby! ＼＼\\٩( ^ω^ )و //／／]

'He's not my wife, you stupid system. We're friends at best,' (M/n) thought at his system. He and Jin-Woo left the hospital with conflicted thoughts. (M/n) wasn't as extreme as Jin-Woo to forcibly kill it, but he was wondering what he should do next.

That's right. They were hunters. They didn't have time to raise a baby when they could be saving lives through dungeons. It's a simple choice of one life for one hundred.

[The Orion System is rejoicing for you.]

[The Orion System has contacted (totally didn't take over wink wink) the Player System for the child's sake. (*'ω｀*)]

[The Player System has agreed!! ٩( ᐛ )و yay! yay!]

'What are you celebrating for? Stupid Orion..' (M/n)'s mood turned sour, looking away from his system. Jin-Woo held his phone and pressed Jin-Ho's contact, making (M/n)'s eyebrow twitch. "Oi, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to contact Jin-Ho. He's the Vice Guild Master of Ah-Jin so he has to understand our circumstances."

"What? You know how weird that kid's imagination is. What if he thinks something weird?"

"I'll blame you for that then." Jin-Woo shrugged, his phone ringing for a few seconds before Yoo Jin-Ho picked up. "Hello Hyung-nim. Are you doing okay now?" Jin-Ho's voice made Jin-Woo smile, responding quickly.

"Yeah. I just visited the hospital."

"Ohh. Is (M/n) Hyung with you?"

"Yeah, he's right beside me. Turns out I have to lessen my work hours."

"I understand. You are the Guild Master, Hyung-nim. Everything is up to you. But why do you need to?"

"I'm pregnant."

Yoo Jin-Ho choked on his saliva, falling into a coughing fit as he doubted his ears. "Excuse me? What?"

"You didn't hear? I'm pregnant?"

"THAT'S BAD HYUNG-NIM! YOU NEED A FULL VACATION, NOT REDUCING YOUR HOURS!" The beta shouted, making everyone else in the office stare at him. What?! His Hyung-nim was pregnant? So he had a secret lover this entire time, and he didn't know?

"Then, could you decrease (M/n)'s work hours?"

"Yeah, sure. Why him though?"

(L/n) (M/n) hid his face in his hands, feeling so embarrassed that Jin-Woo just admitted that out loud. His own system was bombarding him with weird messages as well, it was creepy.

[There's no need to be embarrassed, Predator-nim~]

[( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). We all know what you did~~]

"He's the father of my child."

Jin-Ho choked yet again, throwing his fist at his desk as he fell silent. So (L/n) (M/n) and Sung Jin-Woo had been in that kind of relationship the entire time? Sure, he didn't know a lot about Sung Jin-Woo but even (L/n) (M/n)?

Is that the reason he joined Ah-Jin? So he could see his lover?

Then all those times they left together..

"Jin-Ho? Are you still there?"

"...If you need any help, you can call me Hyung-nim."

'Oh my God, so they were doing that so many times Hyung-nim got pregnant?!' Yoo Jin-Ho's face flushed as his imagination ran wild, smashing his forehead on his desk to cleanse his mind. 'I'M SO DENSE! I SHOULD'VE REMINDED THEM TO USE PROTECTION!'

"Yoo Jin-Ho-nim.. Is anything wrong with the Guild Master?"

"Ah nothing, he's just on maternity leave."

"What?"

"Huh, he hung up. He must've been shocked.." Jin-Woo said, looking up blankly as (L/n) (M/n) gritted his teeth. His face was red, mostly out of embarrassment than out of anger. "SHOCKED MY ASS! OF COURSE HE'D BE SHOCKED! AND WHY DID YOU TELL HIM IT WAS ME?"

"What else should I tell him? He politely asked who was the father."

[The Orion System agrees with your wife.]

[Calm down, host!! ＼＼\٩(๑'^'๑)۶//／／]

(L/n) (M/n) took a deep breath, rubbing his temples to soothe himself. "Okay, let's just call it a day and go home and sleep." (M/n) felt like it had sucked his life out of him, so he just wanted to sleep.

"I'll see you then."

Sung Jin-Ah was feeling suspicious for the past two weeks, noticing that her older brother's movements have become strange. At first she thought he got sick, but that would be strange for a sickness to last weeks, especially since he's an S-Rank Hunter.

"Hey, I ordered pizza. You feeling okay, bro?"

"Yeah. I visited the hospital earlier," Jin-Woo said, plopping down on the couch beside her. "Where's Mom?" he asked, grabbing a slice of pizza from the box. "She went out to get something. So she said she wouldn't be able to cook tonight," Jin-Ah answered him.

As soon as Jin-Woo took a bite from his pizza, his face turned sour. He swallowed it and bitterly gulped a glass of water. "Actually, I don't want any."

"Huh? What do you mean you don't want any? You practically inhale this stuff!"

"It doesn't taste good."

"It tastes just fine, get over here!"

Sung Jin-Woo completely ignored his beta sister and holed up in his room. Confusion crossed her face as she gobbled up a slice of pizza. 'Something weird is definitely going on with him.. He's sus...'

The next morning, Jin-Woo got up early to do his daily regimen. But his fatigue had raised twice the number it had before. He felt annoyed from it and tried even harder, exhausting himself in the process.

'I haven't even done half yet?'

[[The Player System has cancelled the 'Daily Quest: Preparation to be Powerful'.]]

[[The Orion System has requested it to be changed to 'Daily Quest: Meet up with your Husband<3']]

Sung Jin-Woo wanted to middle finger the systems and ignored the new Daily Quest, thinking it was an awful prank from Orion. (That Constellation liked to bug them a lot.) So he continued to do the old Daily Quest, but he unfortunately got sent to the Penalty Zone all the same.

["Since you lovers don't wanna meet up. I have no choice but to force you! Hmph!! ヽ('⌒'メ)ノ"]

"I— Jin-Woo?!" (L/n) (M/n) hollered, his eyes setting on his partner on top of a floating marble platform. Jin-Woo was behind a translucent wall, safely protected in a small room filled with comfortable pillows, blankets and cute stuffed animals. Just in front of him was a coffee table with a full set of snacks one could crave for.

[[You can sit back and watch the show~ Daddy is going to go on a little run!! ＼(٥⁀▽⁀ )／]]

FWOOSHHH!!

On (M/n)'s side of the wall was a scorching, fiery desert, his shoes sinking in white sand as an enormous monster rose from the ground. The gigantic lizard roared, sending a breath of flames towards (L/n) (M/n) as he tried to run for his life. He screamed and cursed at the system while Jin-Woo watched from above like his Alpha was a gladiator.

"FUCK! WHAT THE HELL IS THIS THING?!"

"ORION! WHY THE HECK IS HE BEING CHASED BY LIZARDS?!?" Jin-Woo punched the orange wall, making it glitch for a few seconds before spitting his fist back inside the enclosed room. He could only look down at (M/n) with worry, slamming into the wall to attempt an escape to go help him.

[[HEY!! Don't help that idiot! He's a loser who doesn't even bother to look after his pregnant wife! (҂' ﾛ ')]]

[[You know what! Since he's so bad, let's go torture him more! Yay! Yay!!]]

Three more lizards surfaced from the sand, breathing fire like dragons. (M/n)'s face paled in shock as he retrieved his rapier from his inventory. A fifth lizard rose from where he stood, making him tumble down on the sand as it bellowed a menacing tune.

"UGH.. FIVE OF THESE THINGS?!" (M/n) shouted, burning his palms from the hot sand as he tried to get up and away from such a life-threatening situation. Sung Jin-Woo felt more anxiety for (M/n) and banged on the walls.

"DO YOU WANT HIM TO DIE!?"

[[Don't worry~ He won't die. He can handle it! (b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b]]

[[He has to be at least this strong to be a wonderful Daddy of course. ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ]]

"We're not even keeping the baby!" Jin-Woo glared at the cute emoticon on his screen and gave it a middle finger. He took out his dagger from his inventory, slicing open the wall and using the slight gap to escape.

[[Wait! No! If you get hurt, the baby will die! ＼(º □ º l|l)/]]

"Good," Jin-Woo said with a smirk, landing on top of one of the lizard's heads. "Hey, you need a little help?" he shouted after (M/n), riding safely on the monster. It only seemed to be hostile towards (M/n) and not him.

[[NOO! IF IT ATTACKS MOMMY, ALL HOPE IS LOST! ＼(╥ _ ╥ l|l)/]]

"Nah, I got it!" (M/n) responded, sliding under one lizard's feet and stabbing it's heart from underneath. Its skin was thick, but (M/n)'s high strength stat could make up for it. The beast let out a small cry of pain as his blade pierced through like a needle. He soon coated the blade in a reddish orange hued mana, poisoning the lizard internally in just a few seconds.

"Jeez. I was a little panicked. But I'm fine," (M/n)'s skin was harder than steel, like an indestructible material. Just like in the myth of Orion, he was like the indomitable scorpion that the legendary Hunter could not beat.

"I was a little offended, you know."

[Noo!! Predator-nim, I hate you!! ((╬◣﹏◢))]

[Hmph! Hmph! You big IDIOT! ]

"Orion, shut up."

[FINE THEN! I'LL REMOVE ALL OF THESE LIZARDS! ヽ( 'д'*)ノ]

[I'll be nice to you just because wifey's pregnant okay! humph!]

[Go kiss kiss fall in love now! I don't wanna see you be stupid IDIOTS! (҂ òзó )]

The lizards evaporated quickly like Orion made them out of ice in the blistering sun, making Jin-Woo suspended into the air. (M/n) reached out his hands and ran under him, catching him quickly in his arms. Jin-Woo could've landed safely on his feet, he wasn't that fragile..

But in (M/n)'s princess carry, he felt some sense of relief. Jin-Woo hugged him, inhaling a breath of his friend's pheromones. (M/n) really enjoyed wearing Axe Body Spray (a pheromone masking agent in this world) because he always met up with an Alpha female named Cha Hae-In. It was because of that, Jin-Woo didn't notice any of his alpha pheromones.

But with a whiff, he preferred this version. It made him imagine the fragrance of lit scented candles. It was a very specific scent that calmed him down. "Hm, are you okay?" (M/n) asked, making Jin-Woo snap out his momentary trance. What was going with him?

"Yeah, uhm. Were you still sleeping?" Jin-Woo took notice of (M/n)'s disheveled hair and casual set of light blue pajamas. "Oh right, I haven't showered yet.. Fuck. My handsome complexion!" (M/n) said dramatically, looking down to his lovely rapier covered in sand.

As much as he wanted to get it and polish it until it was shiny, he didn't want to drop Jin-Woo yet. It seems like Jin-Woo was the same, wrapping his arms around his neck in a comfortable hug. Yeah, they should hug more often. It was very comfortable.

[Yes!! NOW KISS!! ٩(♡ε♡)۶]

"Ew gross, Orion is back from a tantrum.." (M/n) set Jin-Woo back down, making a look of disgust. Jin-Woo also didn't like the constellation. So he joined (M/n) in spiting it with all the malice he could.

[Ugh, you guys are so mean! (︶︹︶ ||| )]

[It's like you're perfect for each other. (You are btw (^ω~))]

[I'll bring you back home now. (╬ Ò﹏Ó)]

"Oh nice. This is your room?"

"It's a little messy, but don't mind it too much." Jin-Woo scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, not knowing what to do in such a situation. He and (M/n) had teleported back to his house together, convenient for him. But (M/n) was still in his pajamas.

"Damn, I haven't even combed yet. How do you expect me to walk home in this?" (M/n) sighed, fixing his bedhead with one hand as he scratched his stomach with the other. Even though he just went through a terrifying experience, he was still tired and planned to sleep until noon.

"I mean you could run like really really fast. You'd just be a blur to normal people."

"But.. I haven't been to your house before.." (M/n) looked around Jin-Woo's room. Despite him claiming that it was messy, no clothes or wrappers were on the floor and the only thing messy were his blankets. This guy's sense of "messy" was on a whole other level.

(M/n) just leaves his cans of energy drinks, chips and bowls on the floor and leaves the cleaners to go clean it up. His appearance was the only thing that was respectable.

"So I can't navigate on my own. You know."

"You can use Google Maps."

"I don't bring my phone everywhere."

"You don't? I thought you were an addict."

"Your perceptions of me are so warped. What even made you think I was a beta?" (M/n) sighed, glancing over to Jin-Woo's stomach before blushing. He wasn't that different. He thought Jin-Woo was an alpha precisely because he gave off those vibes.

"Ah, it was your Hunter Wikipedia page. I skimmed over it a while ago.."

"My Hunter Wiki what??" (M/n) got confused, watching Jin-Woo take out his cellphone and search something online. He peered over his shoulder, watching him scroll down to the gender option. It actually said [Beta Male].

"That's really stupid. What part of me is beta?"

Sung Jin-Woo looked over to (L/n) (M/n) for a few seconds, his appearance to his language. Yeah.. (M/n) was right. What part of him seemed Beta? (M/n) right then screamed 'I-AM-A- DOMINANT-ALPHA. STAY-5-METERS-AWAY-FROM-ME-BECAUSE-I-WILL-ATTACK-YOU'

Then, he saw his picture on the wiki. Jin-Woo held his phone up and looked to his left and right, comparing the one in person, to the picture. "Now that I've thought of it, this is the first time I've seen you in pajamas."

(L/n) (M/n) was someone that barely swore, kept calm and wore modest clothing. But it looked like stress took over him so much it affected his personality. His mouth was foul with curses.

"Yeah, I mean the last time you saw me, I was naked."

"Oh," Jin-Woo blurted out, his face heating with that in mind. (M/n) quickly shut his mouth and looked away shyly, fixing his hair to seem more like himself. "Now we're in this situation, huh?" (M/n) mumbled, staring down at Jin-Woo's belly. It wasn't noticeable, but it showed a bump if you touched it.

"Do you.. wanna hug?" (M/n) diverted his vision away from Jin-Woo, a light blush on his face. "What made you say that?" Jin-Woo asked calmly, avoiding looking at (M/n). The (h/c)-haired alpha cleared his throat, extending his arms in the air.

"I don't know. You seemed to like it earlier.."

[Definitely you right now: Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→]

[(￢‿￢ )]

Sung Jin-Woo nodded, placing his chin on (M/n)'s shoulder as he wrapped his arms around his torso. The same fragrant pheromone relaxing him enough to close his eyes. He felt safe in those arms, like he was under an unbreakable set of armor. "I feel like I could fall asleep like this.."

(L/n) (M/n) didn't know why his heart was beating so quickly, making his skin feel like they were on fire just from touching this omega. "We should hug more often," he said, rubbing on Jin-Woo's back calmly. It was fine for friends to hug, right?

But could we could even consider them friends when one of them was pregnant?

"Oppa, I think we ran out of dish soap—" Sung Jin-Ah opened the door, letting out an 'Oh' sound as she gazed at her brother. Then, Sung Jin-Woo noticed how odd it was to have (L/n) (M/n) there. "Wait, Jin-Ah! It's not what you think—"

"MOOOMMM!! JIN-WOO HAS A SECRET ALPHA BOYFRIEND!!"

"Sung Jin-Ah!" Jin-Woo yelled, squeezing her cheeks with one hand as she struggled to run away. "I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT SO BAD WHEN I SMELLED ALPHA PHEROMONES ON YOU! IT'S VERY STRONG NOW!!" she screamed and kicked her feet in the air.

"Hold on. I'm not his boyfriend—"

"LET GO OF ME, OPPA! WHY ARE YOU SO STRONG?!"

(M/n)'s voice gradually got weaker as he pursed his lips awkwardly. There was no room to protest in the screaming girl in the room casually being battled to the death by her older brother. He just gave up.

It was that quick giving up that people thought he was a beta.

"Oh! You finally brought home your boyfriend. That's great," Park Kyung-He said as she stood on the doorframe. She smiled at (M/n), then stared at his sleepwear. "Jin-Woo! You even let him stay without telling us?"

"I didn't—"

"Shush! I know it could be embarrassing to reveal your first love. Come on, dear. What's your name?" she looked over to (M/n), waving her hand to call him over. "It's (L/n) (M/n), Maam.. Nice to meet you," he said shyly, not even refuting her words at all.

His cute demeanor made Kyung-He fall in love with him already. What a good future son-in-law. No wonder Jin-Woo liked him.

"Ah, come here now (M/n). I'll cook you breakfast too."

"If you don't mind me intruding. Thank you.." (M/n) said, following Kyung-He like he was an imprinted chick. "I'll be there too!" Jin-Ah said, wrestling with Jin-Woo's arm. "Let me go, you jerk! I wanna see what your boyfriend is like!"

"I already told you. He's not my boyfriend."

"Why are you even saying that at this point?" Jin-Ah made a face at him and slipped through his grasp, running out of his room in fear that he would catch her again. "I caught you red-handed! Hehe!!"

[[(¬‿¬ ) hehe..]]

"Orion.. What have you done to my system?" Jin-Woo grumbled, walking out of his room with a long sigh. He could explain to them later that he and (M/n) were just friends. But sadly, he would never get the opportunity to.

"So, when did you and Jin-Woo meet? Was it nice?"

"Oh! I met him at work. He was my partner for a while. And you know, when I saw him, he was so scary I thought he was an alpha!" (M/n) was suddenly very talkative, amusing the curious Kyung-He and Jin-Ah.

"Ohh.. So how did you fall in love?"

"We didn't!" Jin-Woo butted in, receiving sympathetic eyes from his family. "Oh, so it was Jin-Woo who fell first. I see," Kyung-He assumed. He asked (M/n) how he did, but it was her son that answered. Their romance was very cute.

"No.. That's not.."

"Wow, I didn't think Oppa would be the one to confess. He's being super shy about it right now. How could he even proclaim his love now..?" Jin-Ah exclaimed in shock, looking over to (L/n) (M/n). He did provide the juicy details she wanted in a romance novel. Jin-Ah approve!

But even though he was the one who confessed, why is he suddenly saying they weren't together? Was her Oppa too shy about it and only stayed sweet in front of his one true love? Isn't that.. too cute?!

"Huh? What are you all talking about? Jin-Woo didn't confess to me?"

Sung Jin-Ah's world was then flipped upside down. It all made sense. Jin-Woo was denser than the Earth itself. If (M/n) was he one who asked him out, it would make even more sense! Their trope was... Shy Omega x Outgoing Alpha! Jin-Ah prayed internally to her lord and savior, KatsuKavi. She was in a romance novel and she could watch the protagonists.

"Oppa, you're no fair! How did you get this lucky with KatsuKavi's pairing rituals?!"

"Who?!"

"The author!"

(A/N: ignore the fourth wall. There is no such thing.)

"Ah, we got too distracted! (M/n) could you clear the table?" Park Kyung-He stood up, moving towards the sink. (M/n) nodded obediently and helped her wash the dishes. Jin-Woo was dumbfounded at his goody good behavior.

He didn't even clean up at his own house. What was he doing being so good with his mother and sister?

"You're a good kid, (M/n). I approve of you."

"Thank you," (M/n) said, chatting a little bit with Kyung-He until he could call her 'Mom'. Sung Jin-Woo gritted his teeth as he watched (L/n) (M/n) be the new favorite.

"Oppa, (M/n) is so good to us. How dare you hog him for yourself," Jin-Ah glared at him from across the room, getting an angry look from Jin-Woo. "Wow, so possessive.." she murmured to herself, skipping happily to her new brother-in-law.

Possessive? No, Jin-Woo wasn't being possessive. He must've just been jealous (L/n) (M/n) was getting all the attention. But when did Jin-Woo start caring about being the center of attention?

He looked over to his best friend, biting his lip to ignore the tight feeling in his chest. He wanted to scream 'look at me!', but he was so dense he didn't know who he wanted to look at him.

"Ah, that's Jin-Woo?! He looks totally different!" (M/n) exclaimed, looking through Jin-Ah's older photos of Jin-Woo. He did look like an omega before, but he drastically changed after becoming a S-Rank Hunter. It was like he was a totally different person.

"Yeah, he used to be so cute and sunny. Now look at him! He's growling at me for taking you away from him."

"I am not growling at you!" Jin-Woo argued, knitting his eyebrows together. He didn't know why, but he felt so annoyed being so far away from Jin-Ah and (M/n). Normally, he wouldn't care but for some weird reason, he didn't like being treated like air.

(L/n) (M/n) soon changed out of his sleepwear and took a nice shower. He didn't wear any pheromone masking agent, so everyone could smell his masculine pheromones leaking out. As much as Jin-Woo liked it, he felt a little annoyed that his 'friend' was being used as incense.

"Mom, did you let him wear dad's clothes?"

"Mhm. It wasn't being used anyway," Kyung-He answered Jin-Woo. She put her hands together, making a sad smile as he looked over to (M/n). "I think it should go to good use, you think?"

"Yeah."

"He suits it well, right?"

"Yeah."

"He's more handsome now, isn't he?"

"I agree."

Sung Jin-Woo crossed his arms over his stomach. (L/n) (M/n) was very attractive in his eyes and a fuzzy feeling would come when thinking of him. "I can tell you really love him. So don't let him go." Kyung-He coaxed Jin-Woo. His mind was blank, only focusing on (M/n).

"Yeah."

"Oi, Jin-Woo! Why did you smile so weirdly in this photo!"

'Ah, I hate him so much,' Jin-Woo thought as (M/n) made fun of him. "Don't look at those!" he marched over, snatching the photo album from his hands while Jin-Ah and (M/n) laughed on the floor.

"Pfft! I don't want our child to look like that!"

"It'll be even worse if it looked like you!"

"I'm a handsome bastard and you know that!"

"I didn't know you wanted children. I hope they look beautiful in the future," Jin-Ah's eyes sparkled at the thought of cute children saying 'Aunt' at her. She wanted to squeeze their chubby cheeks immediately.

"Wait five months, then you decide if the baby will look good."

"Five months? So you're getting married in five months?"

"What? No, I mean Jin-Woo is giving birth in five months." (M/n)'s laughter soon ceased into silence as Jin-Woo walked closer to him menacingly. He then understood why (M/n) didn't want him to tell Jin-Ho about his circumstances. It was so embarrassing for them to know. Now they're never going to let him give it up.

In front of his family, his face became tomato red with both anger and embarrassment as he crouched down to strangle (L/n) (M/n). "Why did you tell them, you dumbass?!"

"Eh?? I thought they already knew from how you told Jin-Ho from the moment we left the hospital."

"Shut up." Jin-Woo balled his fist and set it in the air, his other hand on (M/n)'s chest to prevent him from moving. "Wait, wait! Don't actually—"

"Oppa, you're pregnant?" Sung Jin-Ah's shock had multiplied by 900, so did her happiness. "MOM! IM GOING TO BE AN AUNT! WOOHOO!" She stood up from her place and fetched her phone with a massive smile. She was going to brag to all her friends all about it, wasn't she?

"This is a pleasant surprise. Jin-Woo! You don't tell us about anything going on your life." Kyung-He also smiled, half scolding Jin-Woo. He was already 24, so he could decide as an adult. She had no problem with it. "First, you're a hunter, then your secret fiancee, now your child? Hoo, you.."

Wait, why did secret alpha boyfriend evolve into fiancee? They weren't getting married after the birth of the child!

(M/n)'s ears were about to bleed. He forgot about it! But because of their excessive happiness, he couldn't bring himself to disagree with what they were saying in fear they'd be disappointed. So he could only regrettably nod.

[Yay! Yay! Baby!!]

[We're getting a little hunter!! (☆ω☆)]

Jin-Woo's complexion became pale blue. They were doomed.

#solo leveling x reader #fanfics #sung jin woo x reader

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blowing bubbles | ksj

⇢ pairing: ot7 x reader // seokjin focus. ⇢ genre: smut. // pure unedited filth. ⇢ word count: 4.7K ⇢ theme: established relationships. ⇢ rating: explicit. ⇢ warnings: cursing, slight dirty talk, dry humping, nipple play, oral sex (m. receiving), bath sex, riding, over stimulation if you squint real hard, unprotected sex (be safe loveys!). mentions of exhibitionism. ⇢ A/N: added a bit of hobi in there for y’all!! buut oof ., i had to do my boy jin bc he’s been wrecking me all week-

You find Hoseok sat outside, scrolling through his phone. Joon sits across from him and Jimin beside him. The fire in between him lighting up his face, the sharp features that make up his side profile. He laughs at something Joon just said, head tipping back as the melodic sound fills the night air.

Quick to close the space between the two of you, arms hanging over his shoulders as your body rests against the back of his chair. Nose nuzzling gently in his sweet smelling hair and you want nothing more than to have him close.

“Come cuddle,” Hoseok's strong hands are reaching up to wrap around your wrist, his head tilting back to look at you. A smile laying upside down on his face from the angle, and you grin down at him.

Capturing his lips in a Spider-Man like kiss, jaw moving slowly as you become deeper and deeper enveloped in him. You can feel his grin grow against your lips, being granted with that large smile of his as he pulls away – lifting his head to glance at the boys seated across from him.

Discussion of a rematch at ping pong is thrown between them before Joon is standing from where he sits. Jimin not far behind him, securing his hood over his ears before he's looking over at the two of you.

“You want to come watch?” He offers, but Hobi is declining the invitation as quickly as it comes. Dramatizing his fatigue with a yawn and a stretch as he stands. “Think we're just going to go to bed?” Words directed to you for reassurance and you're nodding with a bright smile.

Both Jimin and Joon stalk off in the other direction while Hoseok drops his arm over your shoulder, leading you into the house.

Nights spent with Hoseok were always your favorite. Whether you two were rolling around in the sheets, sweaty and panting your release, or if you were wrapped up in his arms talking about everything and nothing. You didn't mind it, genuinely enjoyed yourself.

Close in age so things felt most comfortable between you two. Much like with Namjoon. Despite the romantic feelings you had for him, there was an underlying friendship there. Like if you two were to be in the same class in school or whatever, you'd be close. More often than not, you found yourself thinking about that.

If you had met the boys in a different setting if they weren't the superstars that they are. How differently would your relationship be? Dating made much easier. Would they all still want to be with you?

“What are you thinking about?” Hobi's words are breaking through your thoughts, steps halted halfway up the stairs when he realized you haven't said a word since the two of you left the table.

He's turned to you, close in the small stairway. Smelling as sweet as he always does, even after the long day spent outside. Your arms are lifting with no hesitation, wrapping around his neck to pull him closer as you lean back against the wall. Shoulders shrugging slightly, you lean up to press a soft kiss to the tip of his nose.

“You, me, us.” His smile grows, hands dropping down to enclose your hips. Warmth spreads throughout your body at the simple touch. Easily leaning into him as he rests his forehead on yours.

“You, me, us... doing what?” His brow lifts as he steps closer to you. A single hand dropping lowering down your hips. Fingers splaying over the curve of your ass, the gentle pressure pushing your hips closer to his.

The giggle that falls from your lips is automatic, not even the slightest bit surprised with how quickly he could shift your mood. Not much effort needed to make you putty for him and he knew it. “You thinking about having all of us fuck you?” He guesses and if you weren't thinking about it then, you definitely were thinking about it now.

It was safe to say Hoseok was most fond of the idea of sharing you. Was always the first one to perk up when it was suggested and never batted an eye if he found Jungkook lurking. Always fucked you harder, rougher when he knew there was an extra set of eyes on him. As if he got off on being watched.

A soft whimper slips past your parted lips, mind flooded with just how good it's felt to be shared by them. Never have you had all of them at once, their concern of overwhelming you leaking through – but even just two of them was enough to make your head spin. Heck, one of them was enough.

Hoseok is taking the sound like a green light to lean up, pulling your lips between his in a heated kiss. Instantly melting into him, your hands creeping up the back of his neck to tangle in the soft strands of his freshly washed hair.

His hands are warm, their decent from your hips to your thighs igniting liquid fire beneath your skin. A gentle tug on your leg has your thigh pressed firmly against his torso, his body slipping further between your legs until his chest his pressed against yours. All at once, his hands are gripping tighter on your thighs, easily lifting your body into his arms – using his hips to push your back against the wall.

“Think I'm gonna keep you to myself tonight, though.” Mouth still pressed against yours as he speaks, teeth pressed against your lower lip when his lips spread into a smile. Head ducking down until he's able to latch onto your neck.

Sucking hickeys into your skin, his hands roaming over the smallest part of your waist. He's holding you up with his hips, and you can feel his arousal through the fabric of his pants.

“Oh.” You gasp, not sure if it's from the sharpness of his teeth or the slow drag of his crotch over yours that he's started. Soft hands creeping underneath the hem of your shirt until he's meeting the top of your bra. In one swift movement, he's tugging the cup down to so you're tit is spilling over the top.

A soft groan falls from his lips, mixing the with your moan from the feeling of his thumb flicking over your hardened nipple. Just a simple tug has your chest lifting, teeth cutting into your lower lip.

With your fingers clutching his messy hair, your hips begin to roll against his. The sudden friction causing his own hips to lift, rutting gently against you. “God, look at you.” You can hear the smirk in his voice, the hand left on your hips tightening. He uses his grip to move your body faster against his.

You can only imagine how you look right now. Cheeks flushed and eyes unfocused as you try desperately to get yourself off through the fabric of your clothing. Fingers clasped tightly around his neck as you bounce between him and the wall. “Should I make you cum like this?” His voice is gruff and close to your ear, his hips lifting to press his cock harder against you.

Head bobbing like some sex-crazed bobblehead, a soft chuckle falling from his lips. He's bending forward enough so he's able to wrap his lips around your nipple. The feeling of his wet tongue coaxing the bud has a shock of arousal cruising through your veins, hips rotating to feel his cock nudge against your clit.

“Y-you feel so good,” You whine, desperation lacing every syllable. His hips rolling slowly, pressed firmly against your clit. The sudden pain of his teeth sinking into your nipple has a yelp flying from your lips, fingers tightening in his hair as you pull him tighter to your chest.

He moves with determination, the goal of making you cum heavy in his mind. And it's not long before you feel the familiar tightness in the pit of your stomach, toes curling at his sides as he drives his hips roughly into yours.

All at once, you feel the band snapping, eyes screwing tight as your head falls onto his shoulder. Your hips move frantically against his, attempting to ride your orgasm out as it washed through you. Heavy breaths lifting your chest as you urge yourself to regain your composure, in slight disbelief with how sensitive you've become.

A chuckle falls from Hoseok's lips as he's pulling back from you, carefully setting your body back onto your feet. “Good?” He says with a grin, watching for the nod of your head. His lips are coming down to press a soft kiss to your lips and your heart is singing with the feeling of them.

The kiss is quickly deepening, his tongue slipping past your lips and rolling against yours. His body pressed against yours and you can feel the hardness of his cock pressed against his thigh. Your mouth is separating from his with a pop, lust-filled eyes peeking up at him.

“Take me to your room,” There's no hiding the whine in your voice and he's grinning at the sound, hand clasping in yours as he pulls you the rest of the way into his room. Your back hitting the softness of his bed the second he's pushing the door closed.

“Whoa!” You're shouting a bit too loud with the fact Jungkook is asleep in the room behind you. Taehyung's arms on either side of your body, caging you against the railing as you steer the remote control boat.

He's laughing at your surprise of the speed of the boat, chin resting on your shoulder as he watches you play. His fingers wrapping around yours to help you steer. Tae's soft curls tickling the side of your face.

You were woken up early this morning by melodic piano playing from downstairs. Hoseok stirring as the sounds became more consistent and it's not long before the both of you are standing from the bed. Finding Taehyung in the kitchen, you take a seat on the chair beside him, holding his plate as he cooks.

Following him out of the house and onto the dock as soon as you finish. It doesn't take much for him to hand over the controller, letting you steer as he watches. Holding your body close to his the entire time.

“Oh! It's Jin-Hyung!” Taehyung is pointing excitedly, gesturing a little way in front of you. Eyes squinted to make out the two figures jogging in your direction, a large smile lifting the corners of your lips as you wave your arm.

Whatever the conversation they're having comes to a pause when he's catching sight of you. A large grin taking over the elder's features as he waves back at you. “I'm gonna go say hi,” You tell Tae, who simply nods moving back to release you from his grasp.

Both him and Hoseok are seated at on the lawn chairs when you walk up, easily sliding into the vacant space on Jin's lap, fingers mussing up his slightly sweaty hair. His arm is easily sliding around your waist, continuing his conversation carelessly as if you hadn't just park your bum on his thigh.

Gentle fingers draw shapes and patterns against your leg as the three of you chat. Conversation bouncing easily between the three of you, body completely relaxed against Jin's body.

You've seen the least of Jin since you were arriving. He always seemed to be busy either fishing or cooking, the lesser part of you had started to think that maybe he was avoiding you – but the bigger, much smarter part of you knew that that wasn't the case.

Simply enjoying his free time in the wilderness, catching up on all the things that he's not normally able to do with his busy schedule. Either way, you're happy to be in his arm now. Despite how invested he's in the conversation with Hoseok, his attention is still on you.

The gentle brush of his fingers against your skin is proof enough. His chest is hard against your back, the slight dampness left on his shirt from his run making it easier for you to feel the ripples of his abs through the fabric.

You're only half-listening to their conversation at this point, simply enjoying the fresh air, finding comfort in being with them. At ease ever since you've arrived here. It was something about being outdoors, being around the people that you loved that made this trip so healing.

Not a single worry since you were stepping out of the car. And it was only getting better as the days went on.

It wasn't often that you were able to let loose like this with them. Always so busy, on the go and you were really just seeing them when you could. But now? You had all of them around you, free to breathe to be with you and you were honestly so happy.

Your thoughts are coming to a halt when you feel the lull in their conversation, attention on you that has your brow furrowing. Head tilting to the side so you're able to get a good look at Jin. He must sense your confusion, put together that you weren't exactly listening to his words because a soft laugh is falling from his lips.

“I said, I need to go shower.” It's then that you're noticing Hoseok has stood from his spot beside you, only a few steps away as he makes his way into the house. Sliding from his lap, Jin stands – a hand instantly wrapping around your waist. “I haven't showered yet,” Offering up the information in hopes he'll catch your drift.

Tiny smirk twitches on the corner of his lips, his grip tightening slightly around you to pull your body closer to his. “That so?” He says, feigning indifference but you knew for a fact the thoughts bouncing around his mind.

“Mhm. Sharing would make sense, right? Save time.” Although, you had all the time in the world right now. Jin is nodding his head in agreement without a moment of hesitance. “And water.” He adds, picking up the pace of his steps as the two of you enter the main house.

Only a few seconds of debate is had before Jin is filling up the tub, the sound of a bath more appealing to him than a shower. As soon as you're seeing him strip from his sticky clothes and lower himself into the bathwater, you're agreeing.

The tub isn't huge, not enough space for the two of you to sit side by side, so it's obvious where you'll be settling. Jin watches you with hooded eyes the entire time you're peeling your night clothes from your body. Basking in the slow way you pull your shirt over your head, tits bouncing slightly from the movement of your arms.

Then you're moving down to your shorts, tugging them down your long legs along with your panties. His eyes follow your hand the entire way, slowly dragging up to check out your neatly shaven mound. He's hard just from the sight of you standing over him, cock twitching as you lower yourself into the water – a leg on either side of him.

Jin is not pouncing on you the moment you're straddling him, despite how much he wants to – he has more restraint than that. His arms simply wrap around your body, pulling you in close as your head naturally finds his chest.

His skin is warm against your cheek, arms cradling you in nicely into his body. Hard cock pressed firmly against your thigh, but he pays it no mind. Instead, he's walking his finger up your back, twisting your damp strands of hair between his fingers.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” The vibration of his voice tickles your cheek, pushing a smile onto your features.

You nod, recounting the short time spent here. With them. “You guys seem so relaxed.”

Plump lips stretch into a smile before he's puckering to place a soft kiss to your forehead. “And what about you?” He's moving underneath you, leaning forward to reach behind you, but you don't make an effort to un-cling from his body.

“I'm relaxed too.” You answer just as he's leaning back a loofah in hand, drizzled in body wash. “That's good. I'm glad, baby.” He speaks softly to you, bringing the sponge toward your body to lather the soap into your skin.

He moves from your back to your arms to your front, the entire time soft hums falling from your lips – eyelashes fluttering from the gentle massage. His touch so light and soothing, you could see yourself falling asleep in his arms. Jin was always the most gentle with you.

Taking his time with washing you, he makes sure to lather your entire body – paying special attention to your breasts until he's positive their squeaky clean. The same amount of care is given to the apex of your thighs. You'd think he was just being thorough if it wasn't for the constant jump of his cock each time he was reaching an erogenous area.

Your body jolts when he's accidentally nudging your clit, thighs pressing together as a murmured cruse leaves your lips. Jin's head is lifting, brow arched as he searches your features. “Sensitive?” He asks with a smirk, bringing his hand down for an experimental swipe of his thumb over your clit.

Your hips buck this time, head nodding instantly as your hands on his torso tightened. “Very.” The constant, round the clock sex, had definitely affected you more than you liked to admit. And judging from the smirk on Jin's face, he's liking the idea of your new sensitivity.

But he doesn't push it, simply rinses the suds from your body before reaching for the shampoo bottle resting on the shelf. “Wash my hair?” Back straightening and fingers reaching for the bottle in an instant. You squirt a bit of shampoo into your palm before rubbing your hands together, leaning close to bury your hands in his hair.

At this new angle, his cock is pressed directly against your core. Just resting between your lips and you can't stop the gentle roll of your hips that has a groan falling from both of your lips. Large hands resting on either side of your rib cage, thumbs running over the underneath of your breasts as his eyes fluttered closed.

Jin has his head tipped back, lip tucked between his teeth as he allows himself to enjoy the feeling of your nails brushing against his scalp. Massaging the shampoo all throughout his head while at the same time twitching from the light stimulation between your legs.

“Fuck, you're getting so wet.” His voice so low, you're not sure if you imagined it. Sure you hadn't when you feel one of his hands drop, landing directly on your ass to push your hips close to his. This has the rough tip of his cock pressed right against your bundle of nerves.

You whimper, legs spreading slightly in hopes to feel more of him. But he keeps your hips steady in his grip. “My hair,” He reminds and you're only then noticing that your fingers had gone frozen between his strands.

Clean enough, you decide. Too needy for the teasing. Gathering enough water to rinse the shampoo from his hair, your haste pulling a chuckle from his lips. The hand left on your torso lifts, taking hold of your heavy breast; thumb swiping over your nipple quickly.

At the same time, his hips are lifting his cock easily sliding between your wet folds, pulling a breathy moan from your lips. “Jin,” You pant, fingers curling in his soapy hair as your body bounces over him. Loving the slow drag of his cock against your clit.

“What do you want, princess?” With your head rested back on his shoulder, his lips are close to your ear. Their softness brushing against the shell of it with each word. “I want you.” You sigh, hand lifting to cover his on your breast. Guiding the movements of his fingers over your nipples, applying more pressure to his light touch.

You hear the smirk in his voice, not even having to lift your head to gauge the look on his face. “Want me to do what?” Huffing, a pout takes over your features. Whines are drawn out as you grind against him.

He acts as if he's not a mess from the friction. Doing a good job at suppressing his moans and the contortion of his features. What he can't hide, though, is the precum that dribbles from the tip of his cock onto your thigh. So hard and thick, ready to fuck into you.

Your legs tighten around his hips, shuddering at the new closeness. Hips slowing down so he can feel every bit of slick against his shaft. He bites his lip to hide his groan, but you're letting the moans fall from your lips freely. The sound hitting his ears and hardening his cock.

“F-fuck me,” You gasp when his tip catches at your entrance, but it's so quick you don't have the chance to bask in it before he's moving into the slow drag. “Please.” His fondness for manners hitting you last minute. Jin grins.

Fed up with the teasing, of you and himself, he's quickly lining his cock up with your dripping core. “This where you want me?” He mumbles, watching the frantic nod of your head. But he doesn't move.

“I don't know what that means,” Noticing the confusion that riddles your features. “Please, fuck me here.” You're panting out, legs opening wider for him as if to punctuate your words.

He's pushing forward without another word, thick shaft pushing through your walls, stretching you out with each inch until you're seated on his lap. The breath that you had been holding fans over his chest.

A hand reaching down, fingers rolling your clit around to loosen up your grip around him. It doesn't take long for your body to get used to the intrusion, walls unclenching just slightly – making it easier for him to pull out.

“Fuck, Jin!” You're crying out with the force he pushes into you. The snap of his hips causing your tits to bounce. He's quickly taking notice of that, arms tightening around your body as he tilts his head up – latching his lips around your nipple.

Wet tongue flicking against one side while his fingers lift to tug on the since neglected nipple. He doesn't slow the power of his thrusts, loud moans, and whimpers falling from your lips as you grind your hips down onto his.

Clit rubbing against his pubic bone in this angle, each brush having a pang of arousal shocking your senses. “Feel good, baby? You look so pretty bouncing on my cock.” Words delivered into your chest, but you hear him as if he's speaking directly into your ear.

“S-so good, Jin. Oh, fuck.” Your toes curl from the sudden deepness of his thrusts, tip of his cock brushing against the rough patch of skin deep inside of you. “Again, please.” Head bowed, your forehead pressed against his shoulder. Your thighs threaten to close from the immense pleasure, but it's impossible with the way he's wedged between them.

Jin pushes inside of you again, deeper. Pressing against your gspot deliberately this time and it has your body spasming. Back arching as shouted cruses leave your lips. Eyes squeeze so tight, you're seeing spots on the ceiling when you find the strength to open them.

Walls squeezing tight around him, slowing the movement of his thrusts but he's determined to push you over the edge your teetering on. Cock buried deep inside of you, he lets your hips roll against his. All the way, his fingers are finding that bundle of nerves, pinching it between his fingers.

“I'm gonna...” Words trailing as your lips find his, kissing him hungrily as your body grinds against him. The pace you created somehow faster, rougher than how he had been fucking you before. Jin's got your clit squeezed between his knuckles, and the quick tug has your body crashing down onto his. “I'm cumming, I'm...fuck, Jin!” The screech of your voice fills the bathroom, heard over the splash of bathwater, the slap of your skin as he lifts his hips to meet your thrusts.

Your body tightens around his, going rigid as your climax takes washes over you. Lashes fluttering as murmured words of thanks fall from your lips. Then all at once, you're going limp in his arms, breathing harsh while the aftershocks of your orgasm make your body twitch.

Lowering his hips, his cock slides out of you with ease. Glistening with your release, but still has hard as it was when he put it in. Most of the bubbles he had filled the bath with gone done, but some still coat his stomach and legs.

The moment the fog in your brain is clearing, you're sliding from his lap. His head is lifting at your sudden movement, hand dropping to catch yours just as you're reaching for his shaft. “It's okay,” He assures you with an easy smile, but you're shaking your head.

“I want to.” You pout, fingers closing around his cock to give him one powerful thrust. His eyes are rolling, head falling against the tile of the bathroom. A grin spreading across your lips as you lean forward, lips wrapping around his tip.

He hisses at the wetness of your tongue rolling over him, a hand lifting to tangle his fingers in your wet hair. Hands finding his thighs, you lower your head slowly taking as much of him as you can into your throat. “Fuck, just like that, baby...” He encourages with a sigh.

Cheeks hallowing, you drag your head back before pushing forward. Managing to get more of him into your mouth this time around, nose pressed against his pubic bone. A low grunt leaves his lips as your swallowing around him, teary eyes lifting to look at him.

Jin looks so hot above you. Struggling to keep his head lifted to watch you, teeth cutting into his lower lip. Brows creased with pleasure. “Fuck, princess.” He sighs, at the feeling of your closing around his balls.

He's gasping when your fingers squeeze around them, your head bobbing quickly over him; tongue dragging over his shaft. You ignore the bit of drool that leaks out of the corners of your mouth, concentrating fully on the sounds of his groans as you bring him closer to his release.

It's when his hips start to lift that you know he's close, thrusting shallowly into your mouth. The grip in your hair tightens and he's pushing your head further down. A hand finds his hips, slowing his hurried thrusts as your throat restricts around him. Lips wrapped tight around your base as he spills out.

Jumbled words of praise fall from his lips as you take in all he's giving you, swallowing down every last drop of his thick cum until his hips are sinking back into the water. Pulling off of him with a loud pop, you show off your empty mouth. Loving the way a grin lifts onto his features.

“You're so perfect,” He sighs, sitting up to reach for the back of your neck. He pulls your lips to his, enveloping you in the sweetest of kisses that have a flutter rising in your chest.

Jin is helping you out of the tub once the bathwater has gone cold, pressing loving kisses to the side of your face as he wraps your body in a plush towel. With his own towel wrapped around his waist, his arms are wrapping around your hips.

Walking you out of the bathroom with your body cradled in his. Laughter can be heard from downstairs, the boys talking loudly amongst each other. The sound, mixed with the gentle kisses from Jin's plump lips against your skin has happiness settling in your chest.

Oh, how you wished this week would never end.

- seven days in the forest spent with your seven boyfriends while they film their upcoming reality tv show. there’s no telling what the eight of you will get into when the cameras are off.

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Pretty lies (ugly truths)

A/N: This was something I wrote as soon as I heard Clean also that was 2019 and @peterspideysstuff made me do it smh. I’m proud of it so don’t let this flop 🙂

WC: 3.3k+

Warnings: Please read these before going ahead- mentions of CSA (Skip Wescott), brief description of dissociation.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

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It was the little things that you noticed in Peter. He was your closest friend ever, the best person to have ever entered your life next to Tony Stark, the man who had adopted you the moment he laid his eyes on you.

You always noticed when it came to Peter, the way he jumped around when he was in a happy mood, or when he scored a hundred in chemistry and he would flail his hands in the air and hug you as tightly as he could without crushing your bones with his super strength. You had met him when you were both eight- he had come with his uncle Ben to tour Stark Industries, and you both had snuck out to eat some pizza while the adults talked.

You would never forget that day, because it was the day the two of you became inseparable. He would often visit you since then, in Pepper’s penthouse, and you always cherished those visits. He shared everything in his life with you, he was an open book to you, a dog eared page that you could open with a flick of your fingers.

Coming back from the dead post blip was the final straw. No one could separate you two, and when May and Peter had finally agreed to live in the Lake House (only during the weekends though, since it was far from his school), it was the life of a party for You.

"And you three, don't wreck the house and if I found out that the kitchen is on fire-" Pepper said, fixing Peter's shirt and Morgan's hair at the same time, giving you a stern look.

May was out and it was only the three of you- You, Morgan and Peter, while Tony and Pepper went out for a vacation for the weekend.

They had trusted you to babysit Morgan, well You more than Peter.

“We will be fine Pep! Don’t worry I won’t let them burn down the kitchen, or let Gerald eat the goji berries. Now shoo!” You snickered, pushing Pepper with your hands on her shoulder, before she gave you one more look over her shoulder.

“Oh and if you need anything, Kyle will be here soon, you can ask him anything okay?” She said, making you stop in your tracks.

“Kyle? Who’s that?” Peter asked, shuffling to adjust Morgan, who was perched on his shoulder with her head buried in his neck, her soft snores barely audible.

“He’s Morgan’s babysitter, we can trust him honey, he’s been babysitting her since she was one.” Pepper said calmly, her eyes stiff as she wearily looked at Peter, her eyes flitting to You for a moment. They had all been weary of introducing you to change when you first came back, afraid what the change around you would cause you to break further. It ultimately lead to a heart to heart with Doctor Tumnus and You and Peter, one breakdown from each of you, and lots of cuddles.

“I thought he was in college?” You smiled, lifting your brows.

“You know about him?” He asked, his voice small. You didn’t answer him, choosing to nod your head instead.

Looking at Peter, you felt him stiffen, his shoulders tensing like the way they would whenever he was stressed or overthinking, his grip on Morgan tightening as if to protect her from whatever danger was about to come their way. Your heart sped at his look of frustration, his lip forming a thin line as he pursed them, your own confusion growing.

“Wh-why do we need him? I mean, Y/n/n and I can look after each other right?” He gulped, not meeting Pepper’s or your eyes. Morgan took that moment to wake up sniffing under her breath as she lifted her small head from his shoulder.

“Mommy is Kyle coming over?” She asked innocently, not noticing Peter as he gulped. You gripped his biceps, silently asking why he was acting the way he was.

Peter had always been shy when it came to strangers, choosing to stay in the circle of his own people. Heck he had taken almost months to warm up to you.

“Yes honey, he will be here soon, now, be nice for Peter and Y/N okay?” She cooed, kissing Morgan’s forehead and smiling at the little girl, grimacing as your dad honked from behind, shouting to make it fast.

“Okay mommy, have fun!” Morgan smiled sleepily, going back to her position on Peter’s neck, lifting her thumb to suck on. Holding her small hand, Peter softly brought it down to stop her from sucking on her finger. You smiled at how gentle he was with her, momentarily forgetting his ambiguous behavior at the mention of Morgan’s babysitter.

“So, wanna wreck the house?” You joked in an effort to dissipate the growing tension, watching the retreating figure of Pepper as she waved from the car. You waved back, smiling as you leant against the door jamb.

“Sure.” He said absentmindedly, holding his palm against Morgan’s head, tucking her in more firmly.

“Are you okay Pete?” You asked, scrunching your brows when he clenched his teeth, looking at you with seething eyes. You understood at that moment, why criminals feared him as your own heart clenched. He may be a doe eyed shy boy, but he could be angry when he wanted to.

“Can everyone stop fucking asking me that!?” He bellowed, looking at Morgan to make sure she hadn’t woken up. Walking to her bedroom, he tucked her in before keeping the door to her bedroom ajar, turning towards you,

“What’s crawled and died up your ass Parker?” You clenched, folding your hands as if in defence. You were getting worried, his behavior was not him. He was a naturally cheerful and chatty person, talking the ears off of the person who happened to be in his vicinity, now he was just, closed off.

“It’s nothing okay, it’s- it’s nothing. None of your business.” He said, walking away, leaving you with your jaw dropped and hands up in the air.

“Damn straight it’s my business! Why have you been acting weird ever since Pepper mentioned Morgan’s babysitter?” You snarled, shoulders sagging when you saw him tense up once more.

“Just, leave it alright?” He said, cursing your observation and not meeting your eyes before he turned the kitchen lights off, strutting to his bedroom. It was late at night and Pepper had wanted to have an early start, so they had decided to lodge at the tower before leaving for the trip.

“Alright, you don’t wanna talk am I right? See if I care next time!” You shouted pettily, huffing and moving to your bedroom, shuffling inside the covers, tears of frustration brimming your eyes as you tried to wash away the look Peter had given you from your brain.

***

Sleep didn’t come easy to Peter.

It wasn’t anything new for him, Ben had always said that his mind was like a whirlpool of thoughts- they churned at a very high speed and impared him from sleeping. But his insomnia had been causing problems as of late. Ever since he was little and his parents died, he had been prone to nightmares. Back then, Uncle Ben and Aunt May would do everything in their power to soothe him each time he had a bad dream.

Back then, when he was just a little boy, his uncle and aunt would snuggle up on either side of him and hold him until he fell asleep. Ben would sing with his gruff, slightly out of pitch but soothing voice, while aunt May would scratch the back of his ears, a sweet spot. It was the little gestures that reminded him of his childhood. The good parts of his childhood.

He tossed around in the bed, rolling his eyes to do a once over of his bedroom- the one that Pepper had designed when he had- when he had blipped along with You and three and a half million others. The word felt foreign on his tongue- why was such a catastrophic event named something as insignificant and fickle as “the blip”?

Scrunching his eyes shut, he groaned, tossing and turning around his bed. Heaving a frustrated sigh, he pulled at the bedsheets, kicking the covers off his feet as if he were five.

Peter was raised a city boy, living in the heart of New York, where nothing was really silent. Even before he gained his spidey powers, New York was never silent for him- the nightly noises of sirens and noisy neighbours was a constant in his life, so the sudden silence of living in the woods- where the only source of noise was Morgan and Tony in the morning and crickets chirping in the night was alarming.

Finally giving up, he decided to heave himself off the bed, shuffling his foot until he found the bunny slippers you had given him as a gag gift. Hovering his hands on the doorknob, he twisted it as slightly as he could, wincing when he heard the screeching noise of it twisting, as if it wanted to be as loud as it could just to piss him off.

Walking into the kitchen, he looked at the digital clock on his way, the red numbers glaring that it was well past three am into his retinas.

The room was dark, only illuminated by the small LED light in the garden. Picking up a glass, he looked over his shoulder to see if he had woken You or Morgan. Sighing when he heard your and Morgan’s minuscule snores (perks of having enhanced hearing), he opened the tap, filling the water in the glass before chugging it all up in one go.

“Fuck.” He muttered, slamming the glass down and wished the helpless feeling would go away. Ever since he heard the words come out of Pepper’s mouth, he couldn't think straight, all his thoughts strayed to him. He who had hurt Peter, he who was out of his life.

But who was he kidding? It was as if the universe was laughing at him by tossing another fuckery at his face, the ghost of his past lingering in his brain enough to cover the memories in a thin sheen of dust.

"Pete?" Your voice startled him, making him nearly drop the glass in his hand had it not been for his reflexes, "is that you?"

Your voice was heavy with sleep, fatigue evident as you appeared in his line of sight. Looking at him with squinting eyes as you flicked the light switch on.

"Yeah, just uh… thirsty. Wanted water."

“You have a water bottle on your bedside.”

He stayed silent, clenching his jaw as he looked at you. Biting his lips, he suppressed a chuckle as you failed to suppress a yawn, scrunching your eyes. You had a bad case of bed head, the strands of your hair all over your face. You were wearing your infamous strawberry pajamas, the shirt hanging off your shoulders. His eyes softened, you looked so young, all he wanted to do was smother you in a blanket and protect you from everything.

His gut twisted at the thought of protecting. He was supposed to be protecting Peter too.

“I can hear you thinking.” You said, your hands folded under your chest.

“So this Kyle guy, you know him?”

“Peter, you haven’t even met him, why do you hate him so much?” You sighed, rolling your eyes and wrapping your hands around his waist, laying your head against his shoulder blades.

“I- I don’t hate him! I just want to make sure-”

“Make sure what Peter?” You asked softly.

He gasped as memories flashed in front of him- that night when He had introduced himself to little Peter when He had come to babysit him.

Eight year old Peter had just wanted a friend. And Skip Wescott was a friend to him. He was cool and played games with Peter, showed him cool new science tricks and watched cartoons.

Aunt May and Uncle Ben were not home, they were late for work. Skip had been sending him small smiles the whole time.

“You want to see the big boy stuff now Einstein? I know you’re old enough.” Skip said, shifting uncomfortably close to Peter.

Peter’s smile fell off as he saw Skip’s eyes flash dangerously. And at that moment, he didn’t want Skip. He didn’t want to be friends with him any more and he wanted Aunt May.

“Nothing, go back to sleep.” He said, a lump forming in his throat, clutching the glass hard enough for cracks to appear on it. You left him be that night.

***

He didn’t notice when he fell asleep after that, the fear creeping up his spine in spite of knowing that Skip won’t be able to hurt him anymore- he was in jail, Ben had made sure of it. Yet he kept flashing back to his lowest points, when he had cried so loud, yet no one heard a thing.

In the end, he had won the case, yet the scars had remained fresh. His win felt futile, a defeat in spite of winning.

The smell of blueberry waffles invaded his senses first, his eyelids cracking open against the force of sleep. Scrunching his eyes, he let the world slowly come into motion, the walls coming into focus one by one.

He was startled into complete wakefulness by the sudden flurry of mass that had jumped on him, panic settling before noticing that it was just Morgan, her excited rambling bringing him back.

“H-hey Momo! You seem excited huh? Good morning to you too.” He laughed, inhaling as she jumped on his stomach.

“Petey you have to brush your teeth! Come down fast because I have a surprise for you.” She giggled, snuggling into his chest and getting up just as fast, pulling him with her tiny hand.

“I see you have a handy alarm clock.” You said from the doorway, smirking when you saw him

“A very cute alarm clock.” Peter cooed, pinching Morgan’s cheeks and leaving a big sloppy kiss on her cheek, making the little girl giggle, “Wait if you’re both here then who’s in the kitchen? Did May come back? Or is it Happy?”

“No May will be in Cali for a little longer, Happy visited her there so they’re having an impromptu vacation.” You smirked, knowing how much it irked Peter whenever you told him about May and Happy’s escapades. He rolled his eyes, scrunching his nose in disgust, just as you had expected him to.

“I didn’t need to know that, but whatever, who is it though?”

“Kyle’s here! He’s cooking waffles cause I told him Petey likes them very much! It was supposed to be a surprise but Y/n/n ruined it.” The little girl pouted, glaring at you with her adorable brown eyes. She looked exactly like Tony when she did that.

He felt a pang in his chest, an unearthed nervousness taking residence as he felt his stomach drop. He pulled Morgan closer, feeling your eyes on him as you tried to gauge his expression.

“Yeah.” You said simply, urging Morgan to come to you as he got up from the bed.

Walking downstairs after cleaning up, he stiffly sat on the table, watching as a short but lean Blond man cooked waffles.

“Hey kiddo! You must be Peter, Morgan and Y/N talk about you all the time!” The guy- Kyle probably, said chirpily. Peter clenched his fists under the table, noticing the look you were giving him.

“Hi.” He said shyly, ducking his head so he won’t have to see him.

“Well they told me you’re shy too.” He said, a smile evident in his voice.

“Y-Yeah.”

“Aw Pete don’t be rude! At least look at his face.” You joked, hitting him slightly in the ribs.

“Sorry I just, that smells delicious.” He smiled, finally looking up to blue eyes staring at him. He shifted nervously, sitting up straight.

“Thank you.”

He felt uneasy under his gaze, bringing the glass of water to his lips to avoid making eye contact.

“How long is he gonna stay here?” Peter whispered to you, avoiding to look inside the kitchen where he was cooking lunch with Morgan- the girl was perched on the countertop with her legs dangling and swinging.

You and Peter had retreated to the AV room after breakfast, opting to watch a movie instead of doing homework. Well it was You who had dragged Peter, because you knew he had already done it before coming.

“He’ll make dinner and go, again, why?” You asked him, fisting some popcorn and throwing them in your mouth.

“It’s nothing.”

You let it go again.

Dinner was an awkward affair. He couldn’t help but let his gaze linger onto him, how he interacted with Morgan. She seemed genuinely happy, jumping around the house till she was tired, enjoying as he lifted her up and played airplane with her.

He really didn’t want to think about it, but his spidey sense kept buzzing a headache in the bottom of his skull. He tried to distract himself, opening his chemistry text book to read ahead of class, but the worlds kept floating around as he saw you and Morgan laugh at something Kyle had said.

“Come on Einstein! It won’t hurt for you to keep that textbook and play with us eh?” Kyle said, winking at him as Morgan laughed, making grabby hands at him so he would come.

You want to see the big boy stuff now Einstein?

No, this wasn’t Skip. This was Kyle, Morgan’s babysitter.

He knew the comment was noncommittal, but he felt his heart race, the world zooming in and out of focus as it got harder to breathe, his book swimming in his hands. He felt floaty, the tingling in his hands intensifying as he felt someone’s hands on his back, dizzily startling him into reality.

“Hey, hey take a breath kid, it’s alright. Deep breaths.” A soothing voice said, cold sweat breaking as he dropped his textbooks. Tears ran down his face without meaning to as he pursed his lips. Instead of saying anything, he sat up and ran into his room.

He could hear you running after him, Kyle asking “Is he okay” as you reassured him. Tears were running freely now as he slammed the door, flopping on the bed and burying himself in the pillows, wishing that the bed would swallow him whole.

He didn’t know why he was reacting the way he did, Kyle was a good person, he saw the way he interacted with Morgan. He was gentle and loving, then why is it that he kept seeing him.

He heard the door creek, your footsteps echoing in his ears, drums rattling against his brain.

“Are you ready to talk now?” You asked softly, wafting your hands through his hair as he felt the bed dip with your weight.

“I had a babysitter, when I was eight. His name was Skip.” He croaked, breathing through his nose. He felt you stiffen as you seemed to connect the dots. Nudging him to move so you could insert yourself in the space.

“Did he hurt you Pete?” You whispered, rubbing his back.

“He did bad things to me, I just, I don’t want anyone to go through it again. Please. He may be in jail but- but sometimes I still feel like he’s here and I hate how I feel! I want him gone. I just want him gone and I want the memories to be erased.”

You remained silent, rubbing his back through his sweatshirt, unbidding tears appearing in your eyes. Someone had hurt Peter. You felt anger boiling inside you, swirling in a dangerous tornado at the thought of someone hurting the best person in your life,

You promised yourself that day that You would protect him at all costs. You couldn't do it in the past, but you would in the future.

“I’m glad you told me about this Pete.” You said, clenching your teeth as he met your eyes.

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Dabi the house-elf

Summary:When you don't get your Hogwarts letter at 11, you spam Hogwarts with letters until they get pissed of and send you a human Dabi who thinks he is a house-elf. And he's always naked and hung. Crap.

Warnings: Dub-Con, Dubious Consent, R18, Minors DNI

Notes: I am so sorry but I saw this tiktok by @savs_creates where Dabi is a house-elf and I just couldn't stop myself. https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMerqQ5Dc/

I thank @mangospams who is my greatest inspo when it comes to Yandere Dabi.

You had a house-elf. As a muggle. A house-elf. The size of a grown, human!, man with a sizeable…erm, well size. Not only his frame was decently sized but also his private parts, as you liked to call them in your mind when you happened to accidentally see them from the corner of your eyes when the brown bedsheets you had given the man? elf? once again did a terrible job at covering him.

Which you did not want to see since you were still unsure about his race. To be fair, you were unsure about a lot of things since you turned eleven. Up until your 11th birthday you were convinced that you would get a letter from Hogwarts, be declared a witch and go on a great many adventure with your new, magical friends in a school that was essentially a death trap for children. (They have a forbidden forest with giant spiders, that can and will eat you, unless you raised the og spider because you thought it was a cute pet!). The thought that Hogwarts was not real, merely a product of fiction, did not occur to you. And why would it, since quirks were real, why shouldn't magic be?

And so you waited for your letter, standing on the doormat of your home, looking for owls. But none came. But they had to! And so you waited. And waited. With the interruption of school, food and sleep. But not a single bird, not even a pigeon, dropped a letter with a red wax seal in front on your feet. But you never gave up hope, maybe they just got lost on their way?

You waited so long that you eventually turned twelve. Angry about this unreliability and with a feeling of betrayal, you decided to take matters into your own hands and write them a letter instead, ha! And so you did, every day, complaining about the fact that this magical institute had the audacity to not send you your magical letter! Heck, even an email would have been fine! Your parents tried to stop you at first but since you were somewhat decent at school, they let you keep your paper intense hobby. When you had sent your 6666thletter, way past your 18th birthday, you finally got an answer!

''Dear Ms. …,

We have received your thousands upon thousands of letters, demanding to be announced a witch and allowed into our school. However, we are glad to inform you that you are, through and through, a muggle. Usually we would ignore such profligate attempts at gaining something which you do not deserve but the amount of paper you have wasted for your letters poses a threat to the environment which muggle folk already treat with so much disrespect. Therefore, as a reimbursement, and a desperate attempt to get you to stop writing us, we will send you a human who thinks he is also a magical being without a trace of magic in his veins. In this case it is a human man who got hit with a confundus charm as a child and is convinced that he is a house-elf. When you finish reading this letter, you will find him standing in your kitchen, awaiting your orders.

Sincerely, the secretary of Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.''

Wait, so Hogwarts is real? And you have a house-elf/human now? What? You drop the letter and rush into the kitchen to see a man, with white hair, piercing blue eyes and piercings on…anyway. You couldn't decide what was more confusing about the situation. The fact that he appeared out of nowhere, the fact that large parts of his body were burned or the fact that he was naked. You decided to accept this new version of reality by staring at him incredulously for a good five minutes, in which he did not blink once, staring back at you.

Since he didn't say anything and you started to feel a little drowsy from this… revelation, you decided to end the day early and go to sleep in your one-room apartment. Sadly, your apartment was too small to hide in another room, hoping that he would be gone, only a really weird dream, when you woke up and entered the living room the next morning. Sadly, your living room was also your bedroom and your kitchen and so you could only turn around and stare at the wall incredulously until you fell asleep. The next morning you woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed, since your apartment was always too cold to catch a good night's sleep. But somehow you felt really warm, as if you had shared the bed with another, very warm body.

…

Was that breathing you heard near your ear, right behind you? You turned around in a millisecond and went right back to incredulously staring at your house-elf-human. Holy shit, he was still there. And naked. And now he spoke, making it even harder to ignore his existence. ''Is master mad at Dabi? Should Dabi burn himself as punishment?'' He raised a hand and a very hot and very scary looking blue flame emerged from it. Great, so you had a crazy human who was convinced to be a house-elf with a fire quirk in your very small and very expensive apartment. Just great. You decided to pretend this was real. Maybe if you went along with it, he would be revealed to be a figment of your imagination and someone would send you to a mental hospital where live might be a bit more normal than this. ''N…n…no, please don't! I'm just confused, it's fine, you did nothing wrong.''

And so you had a human house-elf. You tried really hard to convince him that he wasn't an elf, but his believe in his magicalness was as unyielding as 11 year old you's. You decided to just treat him like a really confused roommate. Very, very confused. He kept standing or laying as close to you as possible, staring at you so hard you worried he would set you ablaze with his eyes. Those eyes…

They were always on you. If it wasn't such a weird situation, he might have been your type, though more ''normal'' in his speech patterns preferably. The scars didn't look ugly, just saddening when you wondered about the pain his quirk must have caught him. In order to give him and you more privacy, you gave him an old brown bedsheet as clothing since he refused anything that was new and without holes. He was actually quite helpful around the household, watching you doing daily chores and picking them up immediately the next day until all you had left to do yourself was work and grocery shopping.

He did however always manage to make you slightly uncomfortable with the way he would stare at you whenever he had nothing to do but you had to write a paper or watch a cat video. And he was absolutely horrible when he interacted with other people, other men to be exact. One time, when you forgot to tell him to hide under the blanket when the doorbell rang, the delivery man had been visible from the kitchen unit and he stared at him, an eerie smile on his face, and a blue flame in one hand. You decided to push the delivery man out of his view, grabbed the package and slammed the door shut. After that you had a serious discussion about ''politeness'' with Dabi and he just kept insisting that ''Master doesn't need anyone else, only Dabi''.

You tried to talk him out of this worldview, but every time you even remotely disagreed with him, the room suddenly got very hot and smoke poured out of his ears and you decided to drop it. Maybe you should get a post office box instead.

From that day on everything seemed mostly fine, until you came home from work, very exhausted, with a sore neck. You yawned a lot more than usual when you tapped away on your phone and stretched your arms and moved your head around in a desperate attempt to ease the pain. Suddenly, two very warm hands found their way on your shoulders and a very hard and apparently large cock pressed into you from behind.

You gasped in shock, your breath stopping. Soft, white hair tickled your neck when your ''house-elf'' whispered into your ear: ''Does master need help relaxing? Dabi saw some of those massage videos master always watches at night on her phone. The humans in the videos look very calm after the massage.''

Your eyes widened in realization and horror, your ''house-elf'' had found your browser history. Great…

You tried to wriggle free from his hold, but only managed to rub your ass into his hard, and pierced, member, making the ''house-elf'' groan softly. The deep noise made your legs quiver and pulled a pathetic whimper from your lips. To your own shame, the most recent ''massage video'' you saw came to your mind and you wondered if he would really go this far. Before you could form another coherent thought, he let go of you to grab a glass of coconut oil from the fridge, melting it's content in his hands.

Then, his oily hands wandered, one under your shirt to softly massage your left nipple and make you whimper, the other under your waistband, inside your panties, to softly rub at your clit. Apparently, he had seen one of the more ''romantic'' videos, because you also felt his lips press soft kisses all over your neck and collarbone. Maybe he was really a magical creature, since the way he played with your admittedly very single body wiped all coherent thought from your mind. He kept rubbing and rubbing your clit until you came with a very embarrassing, very high-pitched moan.

''Don't worry master, Dabi will make you feel even better''. Before you could really grasp what he meant, something warm, hard and big was slowly pressed into your now soaked pussy. An even bigger, even more pathetic whimper left your lips. At your very audible reaction to his actions your ''house-elf'' stilled inside you once he bottomed out and laid his chin on your shoulder, looking at you with the widest eyes you ever saw on him. ''Is Master in pain?''.

You shook your head, bit down on your lip, and realized that you desperately needed him to pound you against the kitchen counter. ''I'm…I'm fine, please just move''. The desperation was very audible in your voice and the look of concern disappeared from Dabi's face. Instead, he licked your ear and whispered:'' Only if you Master admits that master belongs to Dabi''.

''W…what?!''

''Say it or Dabi will burn the next man that tries to sneak into master's home with a package.''

''O..ok, whatever. Master belongs to Dabi''.

The reaction where a dark chuckle and a kiss to your ear before he pulled out of you completely to thrust back in. When you didn't protest and your moans only grew in volume, his hands wandered and he started to squeeze each breast with a very large and warm hand. For the second time that night you wondered whether he actually was magical, since this felt like a very ''magical'' experience. Definitely fantastic with the way the various piercings battered into your g-spot and your clit, making you moan and whine just as loud as the women in your ''massage videos''. When Dabi saw your head fall back on his shoulder and your tongue roll out, he decided to make sure that everyone could see you were his and bit down on your neck, hard. You yowled out in pain but he compensated for it by rubbing your clit and thrusting so hard that you came on his cock half a minute later. The sensation of your walls squeezing him tightly and your cute whines also pushed him over the edge and you could feel his warm seed trickle out of you once he slowly retreated.

The house-human picked you up and held you bridal style in his arms before you could collapse. You still groaned softly from the overstimulation and he carried you to your very small shared bed. After carefully tucking you into bed and pulling you into his naked chest, he softly pushed your hair out of your face and gave you a number of soft kisses all over you face, on your nose, cheeks and mouth.

Before you managed to fall asleep, completely exhausted, you could hear him whisper into your hair after kissing your head:

''Now Master is Dabi's mate. I love you master, but if I ever see another man at the door I will turn him into a pile of ash''.

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