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nicole-alt-delete · 1 year

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It was a hot summer day in Hawkins and the kids had dragged them into helping with some game once again. Eddie was more than thrilled to help, Robin had managed to escape with Nancy on a "supply run" and Steve was currently taking orders from Max, the only one of them who'd remembered to say please.

Eddie wasn't really sure what the end goal was but it seemed like they were one step away from LARPing- just changed the name so Max and El would still play. He was helping Will by carving this big fuck-all stick into a cane for him when the gravel behind him crunched under someone's feet, and a second later Steve was saying "Hey, I'm borrowing this- Thanks-" Not stopping for the answer before Eddie felt a tug at his back pocket.

He instantly whipped around, spluttering, "Absolutely not-" and before Steve could even take a step he was fiercely gripping his black bandana taut between them like the world's saddest game of tug of war. Steve loosened his grip a little, making a point of not tugging on it or ripping it, just looking confused as he waited for an explanation.

Eddie blushed for a moment, realizing the position he'd put himself in, how protective he got over a little piece of fabric. He stammers for a second, "I- you can't just- I need that man,"

Steve quirks an eyebrow at him, clueless. "What do you mean you need it? It's been in your pocket every day and I've only seen you actually wear it once. C'mon just for today- the girls don't have any hair ties and I need to put my hair up, it's killing me,"

He sighs a little, fully aware there's nothing reasonable he could say to Steve here. He very much cannot tell him that he *needs* it just in case some hot guy walks by and happens to know what it means. That's ridiculous- especially when the guy he most wants to see it is the one tugging it away from him in the first place. Steve has no idea what it means and Eddie doesn't expect him to but it still drives him insane thinking that it could happen.

Alternatively, the idea of Steve putting his hair back with Eddie's bandana drives him a little insane too.

So he blushes, sighs, and lets go of it. Points at Steve firmly, "You better give that back Harrington, or I swear-"

Steve smiles and starts walking backwards with it, already rolling it up into a hairband as he cuts him off, "Yeah, I know Eds, you can hold it against me forever, promise,"

He runs off back to the other kids and Eddie shakes his head at him, flustered and annoyed, and forgetting himself until Will clears his throat behind him.

He doesn't say anything but he's smiling and making this little face as he looks away from Eddie, like he knows something.

"So uh. The stick?"

"Right- yes- stick- cane- it's a cane for a mighty wizard, let's go,"

He didn't think he'd notice it so much, but the empty feeling in his pocket is driving him crazy. He'd been wearing that stupid thing since he learned it was a thing people do- a stolen trip up to the city on a bus he snuck onto, a weekend as a runaway before he sucked it up and went back home.

Someone had called him queer and he turned expecting a fight only to see a group of freaks who stood out more than himself. They had smiled and asking him why he was all alone, and been worried. One wanted to make sure Eddie hadn't been kicked out. Another wrapped her scarf around him, and before he knew it he was in the back of a gay bar with people he'd never met and felt like he could tell anything to.

The idea of proudly wearing something that singled him out- but only to the right people- made his hart light up. It was like a new language, like thieves' cant, something secret and magic.

He'd spent hours asking about colors and being confused and rightfully embarrassed by more than a few of the answers. Some sounded better than others, some made his face flush. At the end of the day he felt better than he had in ages and he had the courage to go back home to Wayne.

Before he got back on a bus he stopped into a second hand shop and grabbed the first black bandana he could find. He debated the whole ride home which side to put it on. When he walked back up to the trailer door ready to apologize, it hung proudly out of his back left.

Eddie had let Steve wear it home and it was killing him, but they had stayed out late and he half forgot anyways, and Steve's hair did look pretty cute pushed back like that. Steve had promised to give it back anyways, and Eddie trusted him fully.

He just also really, really, really wanted it back as soon as possible.

So for once he got up before noon (barely- just after eleven,) and made his way to Family Video and hopped Steve had left it in his car or something so that he could get it back then and there.

What he wasn't expecting was to walk in and see Steve bent over behind the counter with the damn thing hanging out of his right pocket, as if he had any goddamn idea what that meant.

Eddie nearly had a heart attack and was thankful the store was empty like it always was so he could sprint over, jump the counter and yank the thing out of his pocket immediately.

"What do you think you're doing wearing it like that?!"

Steve had barely registered the jingle from the door, let alone Eddie launching himself at him, and was thoroughly surprised to say the least, nearly knocking over a display as he reacted.

"Hey! Jesus man- you can't be- what's the big deal??? That's exactly how you wear it all the time- I was just keeping it safe til I saw you again,"

He stared at Eddie properly confused, a little on guard still from how suddenly he had leapt over and how worked up he seemed.

Eddie took a deep breath and sighed, folding the bandana up in his hands and just holding it for a moment, debating what to tell Steve.

After a second Steve makes this little head movement like 'well? go on?' clearly waiting for an explanation and Eddie rolls his eyes and sighs.

"It's- Look, Stevie, you can't wear it like that, you're not- I mean it's. It's like- a symbol, okay?"

Steve leans on the counter and frowns, confused.

"A symbol?"

"Yes- yeah, like- like those little cross necklaces moms wear or Dustin's star wars shirts. They're symbols....for the same kind of people to pick up on,"

He struggles with the words, trying hard to insinuate just enough without giving it all away, still hesitantly afraid of Steve's reaction.

But Steve just looks thoughtful. Nodding a little, putting a finger to his lip as the gears turn.

"So- okay, what's it symbolize then?"

He'd been hoping Steve wouldn't make it that far.

"It's- uh. It's really not..."

Steve stares, "Man I'm not gonna judge you- just- why's it such a big deal that I can't wear it like that too?"

Eddie can't help but laugh, "If anyone who knows what it means saw YOU with it- you would- no, you'd set yourself on fire I'm sure of it,"

He shakes his head, holding the bandana tighter in his fists.

Steve only frowns though, "Eds, what's it mean? If you don't tell me I'll just get my own and wear it until someone else does,"

Eddie looks mildly terrified by the idea but laughs at it all the same. "No- No, god do not do that Harrington-"

"Then tell me,"

"I can't, it's really-"

"Eddie, I'm gonna steal it back,"

And he does, reaches for the bandana in his hands as Eddie pulls away, the two of them starting to bicker and wrestle for it, each equally stubborn until the point that Steve actually does manage to grab it.

The tension gets to him and Eddie can't help it anymore, he just blurts, "It means I'm gay, Steve!"

It makes Steve pause and Eddie uses the moment to grab it back and quickly shove it in his back pocket again, blushing furiously and hoping Steve doesn't take it too badly.

Steve's mouth opens a little to say something in response, but the door jingles and his head snaps to it, Eddie instantly hitting the floor because he's still behind the counter where he most certainly should not be.

A man comes in and asks where the new releases are and Steve happily helps him, leaving Eddie plenty of time to crawl out from behind the counter and sneak out. He almost gets away with it too, but the door opens again, jingles and Steve twists his head.

"Eddie, wait- We're not done- I'll talk to you about this later!"

Eddie doesn't look back at him as he runs out the door past Robin who had been bringing lunch back for her and Steve. She tries to greet him but he just blurts "Gotta go, Buckley," and darts past.

If he'd looked back he would have noticed how red Steve's face was. Part 2

#Nico's writing #ficlet #steddie #Steve Harrington #Eddie Munson #st4 #Stranger Things #i found this in my wip docs and realized i forgot about it???#so i figured i'd post this much and see if it convinces me to finish part 2 👀#also uh i did not beta read this so #be kind

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elliewilliamsismommy · 1 year

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you’re like a dream

pairing: dealer!ellie x fem reader

*college!au*

also… i feel like people portray dealer!ellie as a stone cold meany, but i took a different approach with this one ;) hope you guys still like it.

a/n: okay this is actually the worst thing i’ve ever written but it’s been in the drafts for too long and i need it away from me so here you go i guess. i was gonna add smut but i physically cannot do it right now so i’m open to doing a part two filled with filth but this is it for now. let me know :)

content warnings: weed, kissing, toxic/cheating ex, alcohol, college party?… i think that’s it. pretty tame.

as you stood in the middle of the crowded living room, solo cup filled with whatever liquor dina decided to give you, music blaring so loudly that you couldn’t even hear your own thoughts, lights so low that you could barely see 5 feet in front of you, and the smell - god, the smell - you wondered: how in the hell did i get here?

and the answer was dina. fucking dina. always dragging you to parties that you didn’t belong at. however, this one felt different than all the others that you had been to. your ex girlfriend, of whom you despised with all your heart, got cheated on by her new girl of the week. and that - that was something to celebrate. you danced all night to the mediocre music, stopping occasionally to refill your drink, and smiling for the first time in forever. it felt like you could finally exhale. it was weird how happy you were that your bitch of an ex got what she deserved.

you took a sip of your drink and noticed that it was nearly empty, so you left the rioting living room to get your next refill. you waltzed to the kitchen, stumbling occasionally from the alcohol in your system, and filled your cup with whatever was closest. you quickly realized that you were drenched in sweat from dancing amongst the crowd, so you stomped up the stairs, hoping to find a quiet room to relax in and drink alone.

“oh my gosh! y/n?” you heard from a familiar voice behind you. your ex girlfriend, cat.

“what the hell do you want, cat? go back to your bitch. oh, wait…” you snapped, rolling your eyes and innocently trailing off as your pretended to forget what happened with her and her partner.

“what’s with the hostility? i miss you.” she exclaimed, clearly drunk or high or a mix of both.

“i’m sure you do.” you replied. quickly, she hopped in front of you and blocked your way up the stairs.

“move, i cant deal with this right now” you demanded.

“make me” cat replied, “let’s have a quick chat. i just want you to hear me out.”

not allowing you to answer, she grabbed your wrist and pulled you into an empty bedroom.

“what the f-“ you started before she connected her lips with yours. she kissed you roughly with her chapped lips. she quickly grabbed your ass in attempt to get you to kiss her back, forcing her tongue into your mouth. suddenly, you were catapulted back to months ago when you walked in on her with her whore. a tear ran down your cheek, remembering the state you were in at that time in your life. you threw her off of you at the first chance you could get.

“what the hell was that? get off of me, you bitch!” you yelled at her, delivering a slap across her face. she gasped, holding her face. it was difficult to ignore the sting in your hand, but you couldn’t show any weakness, especially not in front of her.

“everything okay in here?” you heard an angry voice and turned to see someone standing in the doorway of the sliding door, which led to a deck outside of the room.

“yes, everything is fine. just some good ole lovers quarrel” cat passive aggressively stated, still clutching her cheek. you gave the girl a pleading look, one that showed that everything was definitely not fine.

“get the fuck out!” you shouted at cat.

“fine, fine. if you change your mind, i’ll be downstairs” she slyly remarked with a wink as she left the room and closed the door behind her.

you turned to the girl who was still standing in the doorway of the slider. she took a step forward, allowing you to get a better look at her. she had gorgeous auburn hair and freckles sprinkled across her cheeks. her hair was pulled halfway up, and she wore a windbreaker, jeans that revealed her built figure, and an old pair of converse that were extremely worn. she held a joint in between her pointer and middle fingers, taking a hit and allowing the smoke to disappear into the air. she was astonishingly pretty.

“sorry about that. i didn’t know you were in here. i can go…” you explained.

“looks like your having a bit of a rough night. want something to take the edge off?” she asked.

“what do you have?”

she pulled out a canister of joints from her pocket, her veiny hands grasping onto the box.

“yeah, sure. how much?” you questioned.

“free, for you.”

“no shit! cmon that’s not fair to you” you remarked.

“anything for a pretty girl like you who’s having a shitty night. wanna share mine? you can save these for later.” she explained as she handed you the canister, your hands brushing for only a second, but long enough to sober you up from the alcohol that had been traveling through your system for the past few hours.

she gestured for you to join her outside on the deck. you followed her and sat next to her, both of your feet dangling off the ledge. the moonlight shone on her face, and her eyes sparkled as the clouds revealed the night sky. she handed you her joint and you put it to your lips. she took out her lighter and lit the tip. you took a deep inhale, enjoying the release that you felt go through your body.

“what’s your name?” you asked.

“i’m ellie. you’re y/n, right?”

“yeah, that’s me. how’d you know my name?”

“dina buys weed from me. she talks about you all the time. it’s cool to meet you. you’re kinda famous, you know.”

you immediately realized who ellie was when she mentioned that she deals to dina, who had previously described her to you as a crazy drug addict with the best shit in town. however, ellie didn’t seem like how dina had said she was. as you looked into her eyes, into her, you saw an innocent girl, you saw yourself.

“you have really pretty eyes, ellie,” you pointed out, regretting it instantly.

she looked down at her hands, twiddling her thumbs. was she nervous about something? the two of you sat in silence for a little bit, passing the joint back and forth, enjoying the cool breeze and the scent of the woods.

“you okay?” you asked.

“yeah, i’m just surprised. i never saw you as the stoner type. i’ve seen you around a lot and you never really seemed that way. i always wanted to talk to you, but never did.”

“well, why didn’t you?”

“i dunno.”

another beat or two of silence passed, more comfortable than the past few.

“what was that whole thing about earlier?” she wondered, breaking the silence. you took a long hit of the joint, contemplating whether or not to tell this stranger about your love life. as the smoke left your lungs, your worries began to dissipate. you felt like you could trust her. you wanted to.

“that was my ex girlfriend, cat. she cheated on me a few months ago and i’ve been hung up over it since. this past week, her new girlfriend cheated on her, so i guess karma finally but her in the ass. she was trying to get back with me. she seemed pretty wasted, i doubt she’ll even remember it tomorrow.”

“damn. sounds like you’re better off without her. i never even knew you liked girls.” she stated nervously.

“yeah, i mean, i’ve never even been with a man. how about you?” you laughed.

“me neither. women are way better. men are assholes, and dicks are weird. they’re all veiny and there’s so much skin and it’s just a lot.”

you laughed at ellie’s disgusted face while she talked about the male anatomy.

“is talking about dicks your weird way of flirting with me, ellie?”

#ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x reader #tlou x reader #ellie tlou #the last of us #tlou #wlw post

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reagi-df · 2 months

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Febuwhump Day 13: You weren’t supposed to get hurt

Old sketch design for my forgive me au but I’m gonna use it anyway

Donnie stares down at the screen as he types away, he's surrounded by the quietness of the lab. He's exhausted but he needs to finish what he started. It's been a rare few quiet days from having to go against any major Kraang players and he's taking this time to really get things sorted for when the time comes and he wakes up properly.

His fingers slow down on his keypad, eyes automatically looking up to his monitor showing the vital signs. Everything is stable for the moment and Donnie is grateful for that.

“Knock knock” jolting, Donnie shoots his head around and sees Raph standing there. Even though his body doesn't have any eyes, he knows from how his head is tilted he assesses Donnie.

And he doesn't like it.

“Raphael, what can I do for you at this hour” he's glad his mask hides the bags under his eyes.

“Raph could ask you the same thing” the sounds of Raphs metal feet hitting his floor as he walks closer, Donnie lets his ninpō ripple under his skin as he subtly swipes away the taps connected to the chamber.

Raph cant see.

“Why are you still up?”

“Have a lot of things to do. Projects to finish. I need to make sure our defences are up and running frantically, even if the Kraang are being strangely quiet it won't last forever and I need to make sure we're ready” Donnies hands are flying about his keypad as he speaks.

A heavy hand rests on top of his own, stilling him. Donnie looks down at the metal digits, observes the grooves and scratches that litter his brother's metal casing. A sharp prain runs through him at the thought of not seeing his oldest brother's flesh hand again but he knows it's too late now. Even if he tried it wouldn't work.

And he doesn't want to go through that again.

“You need to let me buffer out your hand again” he says absently.

Dragging his tiered eye up to these dimmed lit eyes of his brothers he hears Raph sigh. “Don, please go to sleep. I know its been hard on you but I don't want you to burn yourself out again. I can't go through watching you die right in front of my eyes. Not again.”

Looking away Donnie swallows. “That wasn't my intention.”

“I know” Raph’s hand leaves Donnie’s and he secretly mourns the loss. “But you mean a lot to us Don, we don't want you to keep hurting.”

He stubbornly refuses to look up, “I’m fine, Raph.”

“Please donnie, Le-”

“Dont!” Donnie grits out, cutting off whatever Raph was going to say.

Silence hangs in the air, tension heavy.

Closing his eyes and breathes deeply through his nose, “I'm sorry” he exhales.

Raphs gently places his hand back on Donnies broad shoulder and he leans into the touch. “I know I nag a lot, but I just don't want you to hurt”

Patting Raphs hand “I know big brother” looking up he turns to face Raph, metal hand falling from his shoulder. “Look I promise i'll go to sleep, I just need another 10 minutes”

They both stand there staring at each other, it feels like an eternity before Raph sighs again and steps back. “Okay, I know a losing battle when I see one. Im making the rounds and when I come back and you're not asleep i'm dragging your ass to bed”

Snorting, Donnie bobs his head. “Sure” a small smile forms on his face.

Head shaking fondly, Raph walks to the door but pauses before he leaves. “I meant what I said Don” turning his head around he continues “you mean a lot to us, your family and we do anything for the family.

“Yeah” his voice catches in his throat.

They’ll do anything for their family.

Nodding Raph bids him farewell, “g’night don”

“Night” he whispers.

He stands there for a few seconds before he shuts all of his projects down, he pauses with his hand hovering in the air, he feels his ninpo running through his body, he brings up the tabs containing the chamber again and walks away as he transfers them to his gauntlet.

With a quick few strides to one side of the room, Donnie presses his palm to a hidden compartment, there's a hiss as the doors open. He's glad he never told anyone about this hidden room. It's become very useful for stuff he doesn't want others to see.

The doors close firmly behind him with the lights flickering on, with a flick of his fingers the tabs are transferred to the machine connected to the chamber. “I'll be quick, then you can go back to sleep. Donnie passes his time by making sure everything is working correctly, it usually takes about 10 minutes or so, but he's dragging his feet. He talks about anything that comes to mind, about the time Mikey ended up sleepwalking into a wall, or that time he ended up floating to the ceiling and unable to get down,.

“He’s exhausted, Mikes been doing too much lately”. Donnie muses.

Donnie goes on, speaking about the time when April and he had found a stash of booze, that was strangely still in date, and got drunk. “April was cursing me out, she should've known that my metabolism is superior than hers.” he absently rubs his head from where she smacked him when he did tell her.

His feet bring him closer to the chamber, “Jr is becoming a terror, coming more and more like his mother everyday” Donnie checks the systems and the vitals. “He's learning so fast, it was enjoyable watching him talk cheekily back to April” he pauses and looks down.

“You'd like him,” he whispers.

A dull scratches his attention, turning his head Donnie sees a green hand with an IV cannula strapped to the back, tubing floating around his body. The hand drags down and his claws leave sharp grooves into the glass.

Walking up, Donnie places his own pawl onto the thick glass. Leo stares back at him with dull unseeing eyes, a mask firmly placed onto his mouth while his body is submerged in water.

“I'm sorry,” Donnie whispers as he watches those unseeing eyes flutter and shut.

“Please forgive me” he murmurs to the dead.

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Dropping this here for @febuwhump I was hoping id find something

Im hoping to get close to the juicy bits in Forgive Me, id love it if you'd vote for these boys in the @tmntaucompetition it'll be fun show what ive got planned 😈, as well as going up against other peoples

Again excuse my dyslexic unbetaed

#febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday13 #forgive me #future donatello #future leonardo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rise leo #rise donnie #rottmnt donatello #fanart #my art

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grossditz · 7 months

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babe i cant stop thinking about jiwoong wanting to ruin me bc i’m so much younger and he’s so mean and degrading calling me pathetic for moaning so loud and jshdidbsjsijs i think i’m gonna pass out

mi amor im so so sorry this came so late !!! ʚ♡ɞ i hope you like this little thing my bella <3 im also sorry theres not much degradation! i tried to include it but we were talking abt ddlg w jiwoong and hes so so sweet i kinda went blank ☹️☹️☹️

cw 〜 dom!jiwoong，sub!reader，daddy kink，fingering (riding his fingers)，praise，degradation，slight mind break implied

"does baby wanna tell daddy how messy he makes her pretty pussy?"

the question slips out his mouth so easily, hot breath fanning down your neck while his nimble fingers toy with the edge of your panties. your head feels so cloudy you can’t focus on anything. absentmindedly nodding, pushing your hips against his to feel more. "come on baby, be a good girl and tell daddy." he says frowning from your lack of response.

your eyes are so big and starry looking into his when a small huff leaves your lips, "s—so wet da—daddy." you rut against him some more, almost to the point of tears. "need your help so bad." jiwoong doesn’t wait for you to finish up before the frilly fabric of your panties drag along your thighs. your underwear are awfully wet around your feet, making you feel shy from how excited you were. the hiss that comes from him wasnt making this any less embarrassed.

"my pretty whore. already cumming from a few words? so pathetic." you don't get any refutal before he's leaning in to nudge your face to his. kissing you over your shoulder as his body covers you from behind, tongue stealing your attention away from his hands long enough for you to lose track of them. you're hyper aware when you feel them on your waist, making your cunt clench.

“wanna make a mess of you,” he sighs against your lips, hands trailing around to your stomach and pressing gently down to your pussy. his actions force a weak whimper out of you, mind so numb. "it turns you on when daddy talks to you like that?" he laughs and in the next second his fingers slide through the wetness between your legs. "daddy can be mean to you baby," you fight the urge to whimper again when his digits start prodding into your clenching hole. the curl of his long fingers inside you is enough to have you shaking, leaning back against his chest, mouth agape. your clenching pussy is so filled and full of him. everything is blurry while his strong hand fucks smoothly in and out of you. “ah, ah! l—love it so m—much!!” slick runs down your leg and makes his entire hand sticky, and he hums in satisfaction. "baby's so loud. moaning like a bitch in heat,"

he knows what hes doing. seeing the way your eyes roll back when he degrades you, walls closing in impossibly tighter around his fingers. “my little girl loves riding my fingers like this?" you really try to respond, but your tongue gets all tangled, and your mind is already so hazy theres no response generated. all you can do is moan and nod as his fingers fuck right into the spot you need them to. your back arches against him and your legs get shakier, your poor clit all puffy for something bigger. but all you can think about is how it feels so good. so so good.

you think you could ride his fingers forever.

#my bella all mine ₊˚⊹ ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა ♡#jiwoong ୨୧ #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 hard hours #zerobaseone hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #boys planet smut #jiwoong smut #kim jiwoong smut

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topaz-witch-tea · 7 months

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OMG HIIIII

FIRST OF ALL I LOVE UR WORKS SM I THINK IM LOSING MY MIND FROM THE CUTENESS

SECOND OF ALL I GOT A BRAINROT TO SHARE WITH YOU!

Ahem- So yk how Yingxing was told to be like, very workaholic and so consumed with his work to the point he forgets to eat, drink or sleep?

I headcanon that sometimes he goes back into this old habit for a week or two just working to the point that Yanqing has to alert Dan Feng and Jing Yuan to drag the guy outside of his workshop LMAO

They force him to take care of himself or Yanqing will cry (HES SO CUTE I CANT-)

Aww thank you so much!!! I really enjoy getting asks and having people interested in it!!!

This is absolutely adorable.

***I hope I did your brainrot justice. The draft has been in progress for a while and I am now finishing it at 1:30 AM

Yingxing has his own private forge in the manor so he can work on his own things and also so he wouldn't have to stay in the Artisanship Commission all day to work on things. The problem is that now his commute from his home to a forge has been cute, he can spend more time on personal projects.

He becomes a ghost, just meandering the halls for food and water before returning back to his work. He is gone for so long that Yanqing misses him. He's also a bit scared since his father looks like he died inside.

Yanqing would absolutely go running to the other two about it. He's too young to understand what's actually happening to his dad but something is wrong and he doesn't like it. Dan Feng is displeased due to his inability to take care of his health but also the distress it is causing Yanqing. Jing Yuan is more concerned as to the lack of care Yingxing is participating in. While Yanqing just wants his Baba to get better and play with him again.

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Yanqing waited patiently at the door for what has been 30 minutes now. In his hands was his white lion plushie sporting a very noticeable tear on its ear, a result from a play fight with Mimi. On the other side of the door was his father's private forge- a place for the Furnace Master to pursue his private projects. Yanqing was never allowed in without permission lest his father accidentally pour molten near him or accidentally harm him with tools of the trade.

He had knocked quietly to request his father's aid and was told to stand outside quietly for a bit as his father cleaned up the forge. Yingxing had looked tired and a bit frazzled. His usually neat hair was knotted and messy and he had bags under his eyes. So engrossed in a project after getting his hands on some rare materials, he had forgone daily care and even the pleasures of life. He ate when his stomach growled louder than the sound of his hammer and he drank when he would develop pounding headaches and his vision would get blurry. He would sleep on his chair so that he may continue his work when the sun rose.

Yanqing was quite distraught upon laying eyes on his father. He hadn't seen him in a week and a half and did not dare to call for him, not wanting to disturb his important work. So there he stood until 10 became 20 which became 30. His feet started to hurt and he couldn't help but feel upset. Did he forget about Yanqing?

Yanqing wanted to go and knock again, but he was always warned about disturbing his father in the forge. So he settled for the next best option. Running down the courtyard, he made his way to the archives where his other 2 fathers engrossed themselves in a book that was gifted to them.

Walking up to Jing Yuan, Yanqing tugged on his clothing in an attempt to get his attention.

"Yanqing? What are you doing here?" Jing Yuan picked the child up and put him on his lap.

"Baba is really busy. I asked him to fix my toy and he made me wait outside for a long time."

"Oh, did he now? Doesn't he know its wrong to make Yanqing wait at all?" Jing Yuan teased before tickling his son, causing the boy to squirm.

"But I haven't seen Baba in forever and when I saw him, he looked really scary?" Yanqing exclaimed.

"Scary?" Dan Feng inquired

"Mhm, he looked like a zombie! Like those monsters in that movie you watched!"

"I see. Do you miss Baba?" JIng Yuan asked.

"Yes! Baba hasn't played with me in a long time." Yanqing said leaning into his father's hold as he observed the High Elder exchange a look with the General.

Dan Feng reached patted Yanqing on the head. "Why don't you go to the kitchen for a snack? A-die and I will get you Baba to play with you, okay?"

"Really?" Yanqing beamed.

"Really, now run along." Yanqing hopped off his father's lap and raced to the kitchen.

Yingxing was fast asleep when a heavy weight landed on his chest. He quickly shot up to see Dan Feng peering over him, his eyes cloudy with annoyance and a bit of anger. Jing Yuan stood next to him, an amused smile present on his face as always.

"What was that for?" Yingxing exclaimed.

"Playing dumb doesn't suit you. You know exactly what it was for!" The tail swished back and forth, threatening an even harder hit if he asked another stupid question. Though it seemed that sleep and lack of care was making Yinxing's brain run extra slow today.

"You're doing it again." Jing Yuan jumped in, saving him from another whack. "No eating, drinking, and barely any sleeping. Yanqing hasn't seen you in over a week."

Yingxing's slowly connected the dots.

Yanqing...Yanqing...

"Oh! Is he still waiting outside? How long has it been?" Yinxing pulling out his phone to check the time.

"No, we told him to go to the kitchen for snacks. You should join him for some, and maybe for a nap as well. He misses you."

Yingxing rubbed his eyes and slowly collected himself, exhaustion still very present. "Yeah, I'll definitely need a nap after."

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK!!!

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kids on christmas eve | gojo satoru x reader

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cover by me

summary: you learn about what happened with geto suguru and make him talk to you about it

about reader: gender neutral, relationship to gojo is unclear but they're close, on a first name basis + implied to be romantic

warnings: sad (if i did my job right), mild cursing, spoilers for jjk 0 + gojo's past/hidden inventory/star plasma vessel arc

notes: i know this is really out of season bc christmas has long passed but its for the plot lol as u prob know dec 24th is an important date

anyways i prob could've edited more but tbh i just wanted to post it already lmao hope its not cringe cuz i didn't shower to finish it (avg jjk degenerate) also im angry this was correctly formatted in google docs but tumblr ruined it and i cant b bothered to reread it under the new formatting so srry if theres smth wrong

"Gojo-sensei, that's not fair!"

Itadori had his bottom lip stuck out, his arms crossed tightly and his feet stomping against the snow.

"Yeah, come on!" Kugisaki agreed, mitten-clad hands full of the cold ammunition. "Turn it off, will you?"

You looked over to where Satoru stood. The snowballs that floated around him made it a little hard to see, but you could still tell his face was like it always was: smiling, the only deviation from its usual state being the pink on his pale nose. The rosy shade was just like his tongue when he stuck it out.

"Come and make me," he taunted.

"Why, you little..." Kugisaki grumbled. "Okay, Itadori, Formation B!"

"Roger!" Itadori yelled back.

The pair performed a number of flashy poses--as if they were trying to imitate something they'd seen in a cartoon--and before you knew it, they were charging at Satoru from two sides, arms fully loaded and wound back with mounds of snow. But it seemed Satoru knew it before you, because he just tsked--didn't even bother catching the snowballs, just let them fall apart against his forcefield.

"Gojo-sensei!" the two groaned in unison.

"You're no fun!" Itadori complained.

"It's not supposed to be fun," Satoru countered with a playful shrug. "Just because it's a snow day doesn't mean you can stop training."

"But... but... But what about...!" Kugisaki sputtered, a vein popping out of her forehead as she struggled to come up with an argument. You could almost see the lightbulb pop up above her head as she pounded her fist in her palm. "But what about global warming?"

"Yeah!" Itadori followed, not thinking. "What about--Wait, what?" Scratching his head, he tilted his head at Kugisaki.

"It could totally be the last day it ever snows, you know," she claimed matter-of-factly, her hands on her hips. "And I would so hate you forever."

Itadori's mouth formed a silent "Oh!" as Kugisaki elaborated. Nodding his head in accord, he added on: "Yeah, Gojo-sensei. I don't think I could respect you after that."

Satoru put on a dramatic pout at that last sentence, but he soon returned to a smile and gave in with a sigh. "Alright, just this once."

You could see the two students loudly jumping for joy from behind him as he made his way towards where you were sitting. You smiled warmly at the sight.

"They really are something," you commented.

"Tell me about it," Fushiguro grumbled, leaning boredly against the wooden armrest of the park bench. He observed quietly as his friends built a snowman in the distance until Satoru's towering shadow prompted him to look up.

"Megumi!" Satoru called, his voice high-pitched and sing-song. "Go play with the others."

The boy scowled in response. "I'm too old for that stuff."

"You think you're old?" Satoru challenged. He pointed at his hair, at the white color it's always been. "What does that make me?" He hunched over and put his hand on his lower spine, feigning back pain. "C'mon, listen to your teacher. Let me sit next to Y/N."

Fushiguro squinted at him for a moment before finally getting up."Gross."

You chuckled, watching the boy begrudgingly drag his feet through the snow towards his classmates, but your laughter hitched as you felt something push against you. Turning to your right, you saw his lanky teacher. At first the sensation didn’t make sense, considering that there was a considerable amount of distance between the two of you, but you soon recalled his defense measures and the complaints they had garnered.

Not noticing your discomfort, he stared up at the cloudy sky for a moment before turning to you.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

You shook your head. "I should be asking you," you replied, referencing his lack of winter wear. "Why didn't you wear a coat?"

"Well, it would ruin my outfit, of course," he stated perkily. He wore a confident smirk on his face, but looking closer you could tell he was shivering beneath the thin fabric of his uniform.

Taking a deep breath in disapproval, you reached for your scarf. "Here," you offered, unraveling the knot you’d made earlier. But when you reached to wrap it around his neck, you felt the resistance of his invisible force.

His smile eased. "It's okay," he obliged, sniffling. "Thank you, though."

You hesitated before tying your scarf back around yourself, the garment's chunky knit giving it enough volume to nearly cover your mouth and even your ears, but you could still hear his teeth chatter. You searched your surroundings, looking past the dead snow-adorned trees and following the wet pavement until you spotted something in the distance: a cafe, just down the street from where you were.

"I'll get you some hot chocolate," you decided, standing up and brushing the snowflakes off your coat.

"You don't--"

"Shh!" You pointed your finger threateningly at him before turning around to begin your walk. "Somehow you've bent logic so far that you'll end up sick if you don't drink it. So just take this as an excuse to have more sweets, alright?"

You were just about to make your first step away from the bench, but then you felt a firm grip wrap around your arm. "Wait, Y/N--"

Before he could finish his protest, he was cut off by a particularly firmly packed snowball striking him right in the middle of his face, highlighting his nose with the sparkling white powder and dislodging his blindfold. With his cerulean eyes now exposed, he turned his head and saw the three of them: Itadori pointing and cackling on the left, Kugisaki doing the same keeled over in the middle, and even Fushiguro, on the right, had the ends of his mouth perked up as he shook his head hopelessly.

You saw Satoru grin at the picture, but it was contradictory to what you were feeling. He had let go of your arm, but not by relaxing his hand--you felt him, as if brick by brick, build that invisible wall right back up between you, seemingly stronger than ever. You could still feel it, even as he walked away towards the trio, tying his blindfold back on. Sighing, you sat back down and watched him make snow angels with the others, his head blending right in with the scene as he drowned himself in the blinding whiteness. With his blindfold now fully on, you could only imagine what it was like when he smiled with his eyes.

***

"I can't feel my toes."

Twirling her brown hair between her fingers, Shoko spun around in her chair to face the doorway.

She darted her eyes between you and Satoru for a second before a calm, amused expression painted her face. Despite knowing it was his voice she heard--though it was more nasal than usual--she directed her question at you: "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I told him to wear thicker socks!" you exclaimed, your arms crossed in frustration. "But look! Show her."

Rolling his eyes behind his blindfold, Satoru pulled the fabric on his thighs, lifting the hems of his pants so that they revealed his ankles. They were barely covered by the cheap red and green striped polyester; it was the kind of thing you'd spot on sale in packs at the checkouts during Christmas season.

“So I forgot… Big deal!”

“I could fill a library with all the things you forgot,’” you complained. “I mean, what are you, a fish?”

Unfazed, Shoko chuckled. "You're telling me the strongest--the one powerful enough to rival the King of Curses--was defeated by a case of frostbite?"

The both of you responded simultaneously: "Exactly." "No!"

"I was not defeated," he insisted, earning a glare from you. "Barely a scratch. She's just being dramatic."

"I am not--"

"Is there a reason you can't heal yourself?" Shoko interrupted, now turned to Satoru.

He pointed his thumb in your direction accusingly. "She wanted to come here, not me."

"Wait," you interjected. "You can heal yourself?”

“Of course, duh.”

“Since when?"

"High school," he answered dismissively, wiping his nose with his sleeve. "See, look!"

He pointed down to his shoes--through the leather of his dress boots, you could see the movement of his wriggling toes.

You held your hands up to hide his feet from your sight. “Ew, stop that--" you grimaced. "Why didn't you tell me?"

He shrugged, smirking smugly. "My talent should go without saying."

You sighed. “Your talent to bewilder me?”

"You know it,” he asserted proudly. "But anyways–Can I go now?"

Before you could even answer, you could sense him already moving in your peripheral vision.

"Satoru, wait--"

"If you don't believe I'm fine, I'll show you my toes," he threatened, halfway out the door.

"Satoru--!"

"Go on, catch me if you can!"

You listened, trying to grab onto him but, once again, his Infinity blocked you, making you stumble into Shoko's arms as it pushed you backwards. By the time you regained your balance and rushed into the hallway, his long strides and newly healed feet had already carried him beyond your sight.

You sighed and re-entered the room, brushing yourself off. "Do you have anything for a cold?" you asked.

"I should," Shoko replied, opening up one of her medicine cabinets. "Why, are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, no, it's for him," you explained. "He's had a runny nose all week. I told him not to go out in the snow with the kids, but... You know how he is."

She hummed in acknowledgement with an understated smile, picking out a bottle of Acetaminophen capsules. Making her way over to you, she held up the container.

"I have these," she told you, but she didn't hand them to you; she just kept holding it up as she continued, "but, in my professional opinion, I don't think he has a cold."

"What do you mean?" you asked, your brow raised.

"Y/N, do you know what tomorrow is?"

"It's... the 24th."

"Mhm."

"So... Christmas Eve?"

She looked down at the floor, placing the bottle on a nearby counter and leaning back against it, getting comfortable. She stayed quiet for a moment, biting her lip in deep thought as she continued to stare at the floor with her arms crossed. But then, finally, she sighed, and reached into her coat pocket for a cigarette.

"Would you like one?" she offered, flicking the lighter at the end of the stick

"Um... No thank you..."

"Have a seat." She gestured to the metal seat against the wall.

Still thoroughly confused, you did as you were told. You felt as if your parents were about to have a stern "talk" with you--as if you had broken a vase or--arguably worse--it was time for you to understand the birds and the bees. That thought, along with the cold steel beneath you, sent chills up your body.

In an attempt to quell your anxiety, you beat her to the punch and spoke up: "You went to high school together, didn't you?"

She blew out a lengthy tangle of smoke strings. "That's right," she answered.

You shifted in your seat. "Has he always been... like this?"

"No,” she chuckled, bringing the cigarette back to her lips. "He used to wear glasses."

Your eyebrows shot up as you leaned forward in shock. "Seriously?"

She reached into her coat pocket again, this time producing a small print of a photo.

You took the glossy sheet from her hands and studied it, your mouth agape. Sure enough, there he was, on Shoko's right, smiling widely with his hair down and a pair of round sunglasses, both of them holding up peace signs. But, while Shoko's arm was clearly holding up the camera for the selfie, one of Satoru’s arms appeared to be wrapped around the shoulders of a black-haired man you didn't recognize.

Your brows furrowed at the sight. "Who's the one on the left?"

The scent of the nicotine got stronger as she took her time to ponder her answer, staring blankly into the back of the photo beneath your thumbs.

"That's Geto Suguru,” she finally told you.

You scanned his portrait meticulously. The man wore a grumpy expression with dark bags under his eyes and, contrary to the cheerful pose of the other two, he was flipping off the camera.

“Was he an upperclassman?” you asked.

She shook her head. “He was our classmate.” She gestured towards the photo with her cigarette. “We were all second-years there.”

“No way…” Holding the photo closer, you could have sworn you saw the outline of ear gauges behind Shoko’s head. “He looks so much older.”

You returned the photo to her and she slipped it back in her pocket, not taking even a glance at it as she did. She just spoke plainly: “He’s Satoru’s best friend.”

You tilted your head to the side. “Really? I wonder why I haven’t heard of him, then."

She took another puff, turning her face away from you as she let it out. “Tomorrow is his death anniversary.”

Your eyes widened before falling to the floor. “Oh… I see…”

You fell into a solemn trance, not knowing what you should or shouldn’t say and, consequently, opting to stay quiet out of respect. But, suddenly, you were interrupted by the sound of light laughter.

“Even if he were still with us, I doubt you would’ve been able to tell. They bickered so much you’d think they hated each other.”

She walked around to the other side of the counter, leaning forward on it as she rested her hand on her palm.

“Who could get to class faster… Who could shoot more hoops in a minute… Who could make a bigger crater in the courtyard…”

You tried to imagine the pair wreaking havoc on an older version of the Jujutsu Tech Campus, but while it was easy to fit Satoru’s cheeky grin into all of these scenarios, it was hard to see such a mature-looking person as Geto doing these childish things.

“Ah, but you know, Y/N,” she started, looking up at you with a smile. “I think you would have been able to tell that Suguru was actually younger.”

“What?” you gasped, surprised at both the fact that he was younger and that Shoko thought that would be clear to you. “There’s no way…”

“Well, for starters, Suguru is shorter, if you put them side-by-side,” she argued. “And… Hm…”

She stopped to contemplate how to put together her next sentence–or if she should even do so at all. But in the end, she brought her cigarette back to her lips and exhaled: “I think you would have agreed with me that he’s the more immature one.”

Your brows furrowed as you scoffed in disbelief. “That's impossible… Satoru could be ten-feet tall and not a single thing on this planet could make him seem more mature than another person.”

She chuckled, though you could sense a sadness behind the sound, and you realized that your comment might’ve come off as insensitive. Clearing your throat, awkwardly, you granted her the floor: “What makes you say that?”

She took another inhale and sighed out a long cloud. Looking out the window of her office, she saw the faint glow of the multicolored lights that decorated it on the outside. She took in the sight for a quiet moment before sinking into her swivel chair, puffing once more.

“I still don’t know much about his childhood,” she began. “I never asked, and I never got to meet his parents. But I can tell you for certain that Suguru was the sort of kid who threw a tantrum when he didn’t get what he wanted for Christmas.

“I’m sure he had wishlists a mile long, but he wouldn’t be the kind to write even a single letter about it to Santa. Of course, that’d make it difficult for his family, and maybe they could've tried harder to figure it out–but he just wouldn't understand why what he wanted wasn't obvious to everyone.

“I can imagine one day someone told him the truth about Santa, and he was probably absolutely devastated. But, to him, it wouldn't be about the presents. It would be about the people around him: his mom, his dad, his teachers, his neighbors, everyone–the people who had been deceiving him his whole life.

“I don't think he ever forgave anyone for that, all the way up until he found himself as a seventeen-year-old at Jujutsu High.”

The air became thick–suffocatingly so–and your spine no longer fit right against the back of the bench.

“What exactly… did he do?”

She rolled her chair towards her desk and put out her cigarette, pushing and twisting it into the ashtray by her desk calendar.

“In a single night, he killed one hundred and twelve civilians–non-sorcerers–including his parents. He wanted to create a world where only sorcerers exist.”

“O-oh my God…” Your hand rose up to cover your gaping mouth. “Wh.. Why?!”

“By killing non-sorcerers, you stop curses from the source.”

“But you can't just–” You cut yourself off, thousands of words rushing and racing to your mouth. “Didn't anyone try to stop him?”

“Maybe Satoru could've. If Suguru decided to tell him, that is.”

Your face was wound up in concern. “That's horrible…”

“I know, right?” she casually agreed. “To want to be understood, but never willing to understand… Isn't it childish?” She even laughed. “Though, I suppose he was just a kid.”

“Just a kid?!” You stuck your head out in disbelief. “No, no… Satoru is childish. But that–that’s… inhumane!

You pointed to the door. “Satoru was a kid.”

You pointed to her. “You were a kid.”

Lowering your hand, you scrunched the hem of your shirt. “I might not have known you then, but I know you never would have done that.”

“To be fair, I'm not the strongest,” she defended plainly. “I'm just a doctor.”

The crease between your eyebrows deepened as you threw your arms up. “Okay–then Satoru! Satoru would never do something like that! And he… he's still a kid!”

“Satoru killed his best friend–his one and only.” She clasped her hands together on her desk. “A kid wouldn't do that, would they?”

You froze at the edge of your seat, blinking rapidly as you pieced together the puzzle.

“He… killed…?” you trailed off.

Shoko stared grimly at her hands as she tightened her grip on herself. “A kid wouldn’t have understood.”

You bore your eyes into her, waiting, begging for her to continue, to elaborate, to make it make sense, but she just stayed quiet, kept to herself.

You directed your eyes to the freshly polished floor tiles. As you stared into the blurry reflection of yourself, you tried imagining it again: Satoru, tall and white haired, and this kid grumpy little kid he called Suguru, wreaking havoc on the old campus of Jujutsu High: walking to class together, dribbling a basketball between each other, meeting up in the courtyard with one another.

“That…” you began hesitantly. “That still doesn't excuse what happened.”

Shoko looked up at you, for the first time in what felt like an eternity, and though she wasn’t as contented as she had been before your conversation, her expression was no longer grave; she seemed satisfied. Slowly, she put her palms on her desk and pushed herself up from her seat.

“To answer your question from earlier–properly,” she started, making her way over to you. “I think that Satoru has always been that way–the way Gojo Satoru has to be.”

“But if there were ever a time that he weren’t,” she interjected, sliding her hand into her coat pocket.

“It would have been thanks to him.”

***

Your footsteps echoed down the empty hallway, stopping every once in a while to slide open one of the stiff doors only to struggle to shut it a moment later. You increased the reach of your steps, and the thump of your shoes against the wood planks competed with the hooting owl perched on the snow covered roof.

Suddenly, you heard a new noise: a honking, like that of a goose, coming from the end of the hall and slightly to the left. Now picking up to a jog, you made a beeline for the door and jerked it open.

“Well, if it isn’t my long-awaited Christmas present!” he exclaimed. “Looks like Santa’s early this year.”

He rested against the corner of one of the student’s desks, already facing you with his hands in his pocket. From behind him, you could just barely see the white crumpled-up balls of tissue that scattered the surface.

“I guess some people do gifts on Christmas Eve though, right?” he considered, putting a finger to his chin. “But, ah… choosing gifts is so hard. I need all the time I can get.”

He didn’t acknowledge your entrance at all; his Six Eyes had seen it coming miles away, allowing him enough time to get into position to pick up wherever you’d last left off. You didn’t acknowledge him either, keeping a stone face as you stepped into the room.

“What’s with the face, hm? Did you not like your presents?”

“Satoru,” you said sternly.

“Did you ask Santa for anything this year?” he went on, continuing to pay you no mind.

You sighed. You couldn’t help but let the ends of your lips pick up, but you kept your eyes down at the dirtied pattern of the floor.

“I don’t celebrate Christmas,” you admit.

“What? Why not?” he questioned astonishedly, forming a pout. “Does that mean you didn’t get me a present?”

You shook your head lightly, making your way over to him. “I’ve always thought it was sort of weird. To celebrate the birth of a martyr.”

“Hm,” he sounded. “Well that’s no fun.”

Planting his hands on the surface, he hoisted himself up onto his desk. “Santa probably wouldn’t give anything other than coal to a non-believer,” he noted. “But since I’m so nice, I’ll get you something. Just tell me–what is it that you want for Christmas?”

His smile stayed in place as you darted your pupils around his visage, your own face beginning to fall. You took slow steps towards the desk next to him, getting as close as you could before you felt his Infinity push back

“Satoru, can you do me a favor?” you requested gently.

“Depends on what the favor is,” he chirped back.

Reaching your hand out, you traced your forefinger on the edge of the invisible barrier before applying pressure into it, testing the shield’s strength. You pushed with all your might, but all it did was whiten your finger tip and make your knuckles concave.

You retracted, looking back into his eyes. “Can you take it down?”

You could see the movement of his eyebrows raising beneath his blindfold. “You tryna kill me?”

Again, you shook your head, still solemn.

He crossed his arms and squinted at you, biting his cheek. Leaning back, he put his weight onto his hands behind him, loosely grabbing the edge of his desk, his expression becoming relaxed. “Alright. Here you go.”

You took another small step into the newfound space until you were only inches apart. Slowly, you extended both your hands towards his face, but then suddenly reeled them back into a hesitant fist in disbelief, the lack of resistance uncomfortably foreign.

You inhaled deeply through your nose and exhaled the air shakily through your mouth, trying hard to slow the rapid beating in your chest. Ignoring the smirk on his face, you tried to reach out to him, one final time.

Letting your arms wrap around his head, your hands searched his silky hair for the knot that held up his eye covering. When you finally felt the bump, you took your time digging your nails into where the fabric held onto itself, carefully pulling apart its loops.

As the blindfold fell to his neckline, his signature grin stayed plastered on his face, but just about every other feature of his seemed to change completely when the white wisps came down to frame them. His azure eyes, for example, glimmered under the faint moonlight coming through the window, but not in the way that they usually did. They were shining like lacquer, but it was as if, from underneath that, their batteries had been taken out. In their dullness, you could see the reflection of the long white lashes resting on the eyelids above, forming sharp, unnatural shapes as they clumped together unevenly. Pink waterlines painted the bottom of his irises, and a faint red was seemingly airbrushed around the surrounding puffy skin.

You trailed your hands down the back of his head until they cupped his jawline, holding his face as you explored its entirety. Moving from his eyes to his flushed, leaking nose, his smirk grew when your gaze landed on his lips.

“Are you sure you want to use your gift on this?” he teased. “Kind of a waste, in my opinion–you could’ve just found a mistletoe.”

“Satoru.”

“Hmm?”

“I want you to stop smiling.”

For a moment, he listened to you: his mouth fell open, but then it fell back into its previous position as he flashed his teeth at you. “My bad. I didn’t mean to blind you.”

“Please?”

He kept still while your thumb gently stroked his powder-smooth cheek. He jolted slightly as his lungs forced out a nervous chuckle, but he trailed off as your touch continued on him. Realizing your relentlessness, he sucked in his lips and clamped them together with his teeth as if he was trying to stop any further laughter.

He stayed like this for a moment, waiting for you to let go, but your tender movements showed no signs of stopping–you only slowed down when your eyes flitted up to meet his. He tried his best to return your stare, but eventually, he accepted defeat in the contest. And so, little by little, he let his lips roll out and the muscles to dispose into a resting state.

His voice became low, a near whisper. “Is… everything okay?”

Finally removing your hands from him, you nodded. Returning them to yourself, you glided one into the back pocket of your pants.

Taking a step back, you held up the sheet of glossy photo paper side-by-side with his face. You could name a number of differences: the neckline of the teacher’s uniform was looser and higher, his bangs now were longer and a bit thicker, and, of course, he wasn’t wearing glasses, and he wasn’t smiling. But, somehow, now more than ever, you could see the resemblance.

“What have you got there?”

Moving towards him again, you handed him the photo. It felt strange, witnessing the rare sight of his pupils’ every rapid move. And in addition to that, ever so slightly, you could see his swollen under eyes rise as the softest of smiles pushed up his cheeks. It was nothing like the sickeningly-sweet beamings you were used to seeing from him, though; it was subdued, raw like the cacao in dark chocolate, undiluted by sugar or milk.

“Where did you get this?” he asked, incredulous.

“Like you said, Santa came early,” you joked mildly.

“No, really,” he persisted, his tone reaching a bass you’d never heard from him before. “Where did you get this?”

You sat yourself on the desk next to him. “Shoko,” you admitted.

“What did she tell you?”

Your shrug was subtle. “As much as she could.”

He continued to scrutinize the photo in his hands, his brows drawing together.

“Satoru,” you proceeded, hushed. “If it’s okay… I’d like it if you told me about it.”

He lowered the photo so that it no longer obstructed his view of you, but he didn’t take advantage of the space he gave himself; he kept staring at the photo as he spoke: “There’s not much to tell about. I was the strongest then and I’m the strongest now.”

You rested your hands on your lap and exhaled deeply. “That’s not what I mean,” you contested.

It was as if he couldn’t hear you, continuing to stare vapidly into the photo as if somehow your sentence didn’t make it to his ears. But that was impossible; you’d said what you said, and the room was dead silent.

“I… I want you to tell me about him,” you clarified.

He shifted in his seat, finally looking away from the photo and up at you. “You mean… Geto Suguru?” he asked, as if there were any other ‘him’ in that photo.

“Well… he’s the worst of all curse users,” he offered. He then shoved the photo back in your direction, a sudden grin straining itself on his face. “But it’s okay. He’s gone now.”

Ignoring his move, you asked, “Is it really okay?”

“I made sure of it,” he affirmed, impatiently nudging the paper at you.

He resumed his usual playful lilt. “Are you doubting me?” he tested.

“I don’t doubt you for a second–not in that sense. You’ve always been strong,” you reassured him. “But that’s exactly why I doubt you know how to be weak.”

He scoffed. “You think Gojo Satoru would know how to be weak?”

“No, I don’t. That’s my whole point,” you upheld firmly.

He folded his arms across his chest, his mocking tone sharpening: “Why would anyone want to know how to be weak?”

“Because even Gojo Satoru needs to realize he can’t just smile and laugh all the time,” you challenged, feeling heat rise up your neck.

His eyes darkened, seemingly into a navy blue, and his inflection further condescended: “There are a lot of things you don’t understand.”

“Satoru, how on earth am I supposed to understand?!”

As your tone cut through, just as abruptly you pushed the desk behind you and dropped heavily to your feet.

“You’re right, I don't understand you,” you confessed frustratedly, pointing to yourself. “I don’t understand you at all. Because how could I possibly understand you? I can’t see your eyes, I can’t even get near you, and I’ve never seen you not smile.”

Your voice made gaps as your vocal cords threatened sobs. “And sure, I call you by your first name, and I laugh and I smile at all your dumb jokes and… and the idiotic games you play…

“But it’s–it’s… scary, Satoru. Creepy, even. How you know just about everything there is to know about me and yet… It's like I don’t even know who you are. You’re just a toy in the corner, watching everyone come in and out of the room, but I can never make you say or be or feel anything.”

“Feelings are what made him into who he was,” he stated coldly, his eyes fixed on the grimy floor. “It’s important for sorcerers to have a hold on their emotions.”

“So you know what happens, then,” you argued firmly, your shoes coming into his view as you stepped closer. “You know what it’s like to be shut out from them.”

You pushed his chin up, forcing him to witness the way you were holding on desperately to the tears that bordered your lower waterline.

“Doesn’t it hurt?”

“Do you always get Sprite?” he’d asked, looking down as his friend retrieved his drink from the bottom of the machine.

“I mean… yeah, I guess,” Suguru replied plainly. “Why?”

A pit formed in his stomach as he heard the crack of the can opening.

“Shit. I’ve been getting you Coke this whole time,” he’d mumbled. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

Suguru shrugged, beginning to head in the direction of the classroom. “It’s not that big of a deal.”

“Dude, are you good?”

Suguru jolted awake, sitting up from the plush back of the couch and nearly spilling the bowl of popcorn in his lap.

“Do you wanna watch something else?” he’d suggested, but Suguru just shook his head.

“I thought you liked Digimon,” Suguru objected.

“Well yeah, but…”

The only lighting came from the flashing screen, but it was enough for him to see his friend yawn, making his eyes water, dark bags underneath them.

“You can turn it up if you want,” was all Suguru had to say, but even after doing what Suguru said, he couldn’t focus on his favorite TV show.

“I know you said you didn’t want anything,” he started, reaching into his bag. “But here.”

“What’s this?” Suguru questioned.

“Your Christmas present, duh.”

“But it’s Christmas Eve,” Suguru pointed out. “And I told you–”

“I know! But just open it.”

He watched as Suguru lifted the lid of the small gray box, revealing a small pair of white gauges.

“I didn’t really know what size to get… But I think they’d look cool on you.”

“Thanks, Satoru.”

He lit up, thinking that he’d finally done something right by his friend, but the way that Suguru looked up at him, the way Suguru smiled insincerely, told him he should’ve waited for Christmas Day.

The tears were warm as they rolled down his face, past his trembling lip and blooming into the blindfold that rested loosely around his neck.

“I just don't understand why he didn’t talk to me.”

You pulled him into a hug, carding your fingers in his hair as you rested his head on your shoulder.

“He thought I hated him,” he told you shakily, finding himself clutching onto your shirt. “I didn’t see him for ten years and… and that whole time he thought I hated him.”

He inhaled a sharp sniffle. “I… I don’t hate him,” he whimpered, his pitch jumping and his body beginning to tremble. “I don’t hate him, Y/N, I don’t, I don’t, I never, ever did.”

“I know,” you whispered, stroking his hair, holding him tighter as he jerked with sobs.

He placed his head on your shoulder, staring at the blindfold that had unraveled itself and fallen between you. “I hate myself.”

You pulled back, cupping his jawline and holding it in front of you.

“Don’t say that…”

“But he was my best friend, Y/N,” he insisted, gripping desperately onto your shoulders. “I saw him every single day… every single day, all of that was running through his head and I… I didn’t even know… I just watched and… and I made him think I hated him. I was supposed to be his best friend.”

“You did everything you could, Satoru.”

“It was all my fault.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“Then why did it happen?” he whined. “It had to have been for a reason–It can't just hurt and be for no reason. That wouldn’t be fair.”

“It’s not,” you told him, shaking your head gently and looking deeply into his eyes. “It’s not fair at all.”

Indicating the breaking of a dam, a deafening, siren-like wail pierced the air. His face was red and scrunched up, his nose was dripping with snot, and his hands were coming up to swipe desperately at the tears on his cheeks.

You pulled him close to you again as he kept hiccuping and sniffling into the crook of your neck. His loud weeping wet your shirt with both the fluids from his eyes and nose, but you didn’t care; you just rubbed his back, caressing him tenderly.

His voice was suddenly clearer as he took deep breaths to try and recuperate himself: “I’m sorry,” he murmured.

“Why are you sorry?” you asked, stiffening your hold on him.

“I just… I don’t know. I hate crying. I’m not a kid anymore, you know?” he tried laughing.

“Satoru,” you whispered delicately, turning your head so your words rested right by his ear. “You were never a kid.”

Gently, you pressed his head into you, stopping him from moving his lips in any way. “I want you to be one right now.”

You let him stay in your arms for a while until his tears subsided and his breathing steadied. You had moved to the floor at some point, allowing him to comfortably lean on you as you embraced him, his previous quivering replaced now by the calm rhythm of his rising and falling figure.

He hadn’t talked in a while, so you assumed he’d fallen asleep, but then, among his mellow breathing, a mumble came up right by your ear:

“Thank you,” he’d said.

Hugging him tighter, you patted him on the back softly. “Of course.”

As one hand traveled to intertwine its fingers in his hair, you reached for your phone with your other one.

You pressed the power button on its side, and flinched backward, squinting at the brightness your phone screen emitted. Despite your sudden movement, Satoru didn’t show any sort of reaction; he’d fallen asleep, for sure now.

You continued to comb through his white locks, a little more consciously now, as you made note of the time and date your phone’s clock displayed, changing right before your eyes:

December 25th, 00:00

You smiled, dragging your coat up to cover the both of you as you laid your head on his shoulder.

“Merry Christmas, Satoru.”

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might do a toji x megumi's teacher reader if u wanna follow

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujustsu kaisen x reader #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #gojo satoru #satoru gojo

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petewentzisblack1312 · 7 months

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on that note, i dont want to sound like a shill or like im bitching about not getting notes but in a very real way there is a real, material thing you can do to help a black person in your cyberhood and its interact with and especially reblog my store posts, follow @dilsdesigns wherever you get your #content (im active on instagram and the site that will forever be known as twitter, and have a facebook page that crossposts instagram posts), and buy the stuff i make if you like it and you can. you can also just outright donate to me, if you dont like anything ive got or cant purchase because of where youre at (as a reminder, i currently only ship to the us, uk, canada and the rest of the caribbean. i am calling the deputy postmaster to ask when that will change).

at the moment dils designs is my only source of income, and if you recall, my family is recovering financially from a car crash. we have had a much higher transport bill, having to take bus and cabs more regularly, in addition to more aches and pains because of that, because were all disabled and public transit here comes with a LOT of walking up and down hills. in addition to that we have more trips to make than usual because we need to meet with insurance and with the police (who are dragging their feet on getting the report done). the car is being repaired, thankfully, but this has still been a huge financial hit, and a massive emotional toll on my family.

#dils declares #this is like soft ebegging i guess #idk.#its just like. its easy to hate racists but no one wants to uplift black people.

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slutforavatar · 1 year

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“Thank Eywa”

Neteyam x Human!Reader

Warnings: fluff, Neteyam being a sweet bby 😌

Y/n is human meaning she needs a mask to breathe on Pandora, or so everyone thought.

“Come on tayem” i groan as I grab his arm and i try to pull him up off the ground “‘m’to tired” he groans I scoff “you’ve had enough beauty sleep now get up I wanna go on for a ride” he pulls his arm out of my hand and opens his eyes “fine” he rolls his eyes then sits up slowly. I smile in victory as we walk towards his Ikran “I own you, your my little pet now” I laugh referring to how he listened to me about going for a ride “oh shut it you skxawng” he rolls his eyes then jumps on his Ikrans back while my feet are still flat on the ground “a little help please” he chuckles then jumps off his Ikran “what would you do without me y/n” he places his hands on my waist then lifts me up effortlessly so I can get on Ikrans back then he jumps back on.

I close my eyes as I feel the wind blowing through my hair, what I would do to feel the Pandorian air blowing on my face, to feel free but no I was stuck in my little human body with this mask stuck on my face, I sigh and I slump my body down and it’s like Neteyam read my mind “whats wrong y/n?” he slows down the Ikran “nothing” I perk back up, not wanting to ruin the day. I lean back on his chest as we speed up again, I sigh once again, I’ll never be able to smell his scent, breathe the air of Pandora and Neteyam cant even touch my face. Neteyam and I have been friends since forever, I was found hiding under a broken tree branch outside of the forbidden shack just as a child and the Sully family immediately took me in. Me being a few months younger then Neteyam made us click instantly we’ve been bestfriends since the moment we met, but lately I’ve been wanting to be more then friends I want to be his number one girl, his mate, his partner but because of my stupid demon blood we’ll never be compatible and I hate myself for it.

“Y/n we’re here, grab your stuff and follow me” Im bought out of my thoughts by Neteyams soft voice “yup” I mumble quietly as I grab my testing kit. “Woah look at this” my voice echos through the dark cave thats dimly lighten by neteyams noen bodys glow, I walk over to the clay paintings on the walls “these must be hundreds maybe even thousands of years old” I stare at the paintings in awe, I run my fingers over the smooth paintings as I take them in, its a painting of an Omaticayan family, 4 kids and 2 parents I smile “y/n quickly look!” I hear neteyams voice echo and I walk towards him, hes looking up at the roof of the cave and I follow his gaze. “Oh my” my jaw drops as my eyes meet the sight of illuminating purple crystals “its…it’s beautiful” I laugh softly, I reach over into my bag to grab a small tester tub to take back to the lab, I reach up to grab a piece of the crystal and to my luck a piece breaks off in my hand, a wide smile spreads across my face “teyam look” i reach my hand out to show him the crystal in my hand. But then pieces of crystal starts falling from the cave roof, one hits the glass mask i am wearing shit. It crackled the glass, I look over at neteyam as worry spreads across my face, he rushes over to me “shit shit y/n we need to get you back to the lab and get you a new mask, take small breaths okay” he grabs my hand and drags me towards the Ikran, I take a deep breath and i feel fine? I take another and another and I’m still fine? “Neteyam..” he turns to me, worry written all over his face “what is it” he quickly pulls me close to him and inspects my face “I can breathe fine” I take another deep breath, he raises an eyebrow “what do you mean?” I feel his big hand placed on my bare back and my face flushes “i dont need my mask, i can breathe finw” i giggle loudly “w-what i dont understand” he stands back and looks at me confused, I move my hands to the mask then I rip it off my face “i dont know how I can survive without it but i dont need it” i smile widely. I look up and I see the 8ft blue boy approaching me, his tail swinging side to side like crazy and he grabs my face and pulls me closer to him then crashes his lips on mine, i stand in shook, my eyes wide open and my body frozen. My bestfriend is kissing me. He is kissing me. I then close my eyes then I kiss back, our lips molding together, his soft lips connecting with mine ignites a fire inside me. He runs his tongue across my lips and my heart skips a beat but then he pulls away, I look up at him confused “Thank Eywa now I can kiss you all I like and theres no mask stopping me” He smiles widly then crashes his lips back on mine.

Part 2??

Very short one but I am tired its 5am and I haven’t slept sorry 🥲

#neteyam imagine #avatar way of water

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seventeensbabye · 2 years

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《ᴘᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴏᴜʀ》

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☆ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs/ɴᴏᴛᴇs: ᴏʀᴀʟ sᴇx, ғɪɴɢᴇʀɪɴɢ, ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ, ᴘᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴇᴛᴄ. (ɴᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴏғ ʀᴇᴀᴅ!)

☆ sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ɪᴛs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴀsᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴇsᴛғʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ’ᴠᴇ ʙᴜʟɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛs ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴇssʏ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ.

☆ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 7.9ᴋ

☆ ɢᴇʀɴᴇ: ғʟᴜғғ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ʜɪɢʜsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀᴜ!

☆ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢsᴏɴɢ x ʏ/ɴ (ꜰᴇᴍ)

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it was the first day of school now. our senior year. the last year we have to get our shit together but at the same time enjoy our youth. jay was up early. mom wasn't here because my mother and mr. park were preparing for the trip, getting everything set so they can leave the next day. it was 6:55 am. i just woke up, eyes still heavy, body basically paralized. i was still half sleep. dragging myself out of bed to get ready for the day. i felt drained, doing my morning routine, after throwing on my uniform then heading downstairs. i walked to the kitchen dragging my feet. it felt as if i haven’t ate in days. i was starving. jay was sitting at the counter eating a bowl of cereal he made. “ goodmorning sleepy-head. ” i walked to the cabinets where the cereal was, holding my stomach. “ goodmorning jay. ”

he laughed at the sight of my holding my stomach. “ your stomach is gonna hurt more if you make the cereal yourself. sit down and ill make it for you. ” he got up as i walked to the chair to sit down. walking over to the cabinet, he grabbed my favorite cereal and poured me a bowl, i sat down putting my head down because i was still extremely tired. after pouring the milk in and grabbing a spoon for me, he placed it in front of me and pat my head. “ wake up and eat. ” i brought my head back up and he smiled. i looked at the cereal before eating it and it shocked me to see he poured my favorite cereal. “ how did you know? ” he sat next to me. “ it’s been your favorite forever, how could i not know? ” i smiled lightly. “ well, thank you. ” i started to eat, trying to eat quickly because i was so hungry. “ slow down and take your time y/n, you’re gonna get the hiccups. ” he was exactly right because right after he said it, it happened. i got the hiccups. “ you’re just like a baby. ”

i pouted. “ i'm not a baby. ” he pinched my cheeks. “ dont pout sleepy-head, its okay. thats just my way of saying you look adorable. ” why was he always so positive? even after a chaotic summer he still remained happy and pretended as if it never happened. “ finish eating, we have to walk to school. ” i nodded and did as told. after finishing, i got up and put my bowl in the sink. walking to the door, i grabbed my bag and put on my shoes. i still have the hiccups and it was obvious that it was bothering me. i hate hiccups, i’ve always hated them. jay walked up behind me, tapping my shoulder. he had a bottle of water in his hands. “ drink it or you’ll keep being bothered with your hiccups. “ okay, thank you again. ” jay put on his shoes and walked out. i did the same. we started to walk to school. i tried opening the water bottle, struggling to do so.

i wanted to throw it because i couldn’t get it open but instead, i started to pout once more and i just gave up. i didnt wanna ask jay because he’s been doing a lot for me so i just kept quiet. walking with a pout jay stopped, standing in front of me. “ you still have the hiccups and now you’re pouting again so its really upsetting you, why didn’t you drink the water? ” i looked down at the ground. “ i cant open the bottle.. ” putting his hand under my chin, he held my head up. he grabbed the bottle from me and opened it, handing it to me. “ drink it. ” i took a sip of water. “ more, you have to drink quite a bit of it to get rid of them. ” i drunk more water. he stopped me as i almost drunk the whole bottle. “ thats enough y/n, if you drink all of it you’re gonna just keep getting the hiccups. ”

he put the bottle in my backpack. my hiccups stopped. “ see i told you. ” he held my hand up until we got to the school. once we got there i pulled my hand away. “ whats wrong? did i do something? ” i shook my head. “ no, i just dont want everyone to look at you weird thats all. ” jay was confused he thought i just didn’t want to be seen with him but that wasnt the case, they’ll just treat him how they treated anyone when they were around me, especially yeonjun. he got in to so many fights because he was dating me, i felt so guilty. “ well, lets just go get our schedules and go to class. ” he looked so worried but just as i thought, the girls started to approach him. “ y/n who is this? hes so handsome! ” i looked at jay. “ this is jay, jay park. he’s new here. ” the girl smiled. “ well jay, y/n isn't who’d you expect so it would be better if you hung out with us. ” she grabbed his hand and started to pull him away. jay looked back a me. i took a deep breath and put on one of my biggest smiles, waving at him. they dragged him into the building. i looked around, no one even looked at me. i was sad but i wasn’t gonna let that ruin my day. i started walking towards the building until i heard someone calling my name. when i turned around it was ningning. she looked so beautiful and happy. i waved keeping a smile on my face. she walked up to me hugging me. “ where’s jay? i thought he was coming with you. ” she looked around expecting to see jay. “ girls wanted to show him around so i let them, i mean he’s not my boyfriend so why would i stop them? ”

no more than a minute later, we see yeonjun and ryujin. i looked to the ground as they walked towards us. when they made it towards us i started to grip the straps of my backpack. “ hi. ” ryujin said sounding bored. “ hi, why are you here? ” ningning asked. “ yeonjun wanted to come over here, why would i say no? ” ningning rolled her eyes. “ where’s your boyfriend y/n? ” ryujin asked. “ he’s not my boyfriend.. ” she laughed. “ good you dont deserve one anyway. ” ningning grabbed my hand. “ ryujin stop talking, please. you’ve already made her uncomfortable once, dont do it again. ” ningning turned back towards yeonjin. “ stay away from her ryujin, if you speak to her theres gonna be a problem. ” she held my hand and walked me into the building. we made it to the hallway and we seen jay surrounded by everyone. standing right in front of some classroom. laughing with most of the girls i was bullied by.

he was known, just like that. it hurt but he was never here to know that i was bullied so i cant blame him. we went to go get our schedules and we had all of the same classes, that was a relief. the class that’ll dictate who i have most of my classes with is homeroom. the first class of the day. me and ningning walk pass jay and the group of females, walking into our class. we sat at the back of the class, not wanting to be bothered by anyone. we talked and waited for everyone to come to class as the bell was gonna ring.

*ring ring ring*

it was now 7:30 am. the school day has actually started. me and ningning didn’t see anyone we knew walk in so we thought it was gonna be peaceful but no ryujin, yeonjun, and jay all walked in at the same time. as if it was a setup. ryujin rolled her eyes when she seen me, mugging me like i “took” yeonjun from her again. she sat at the front of the class but yeonjun sat at the back 4 seats across from us. jay on the other hand was dragged along by some girl to sit next to him in the second row of the desks. there were 4 rows and 20 seats exactly. ningning looked at me and laughed. she thought it was funny but i didnt know why, like, this is bad to me. 2 of the most popular people then a boy to is already climbing to the top with them. this is gonna be the most chaotic year in the world. everyone was talking and making friends as the day went on, just not me. i couldn’t even hang out with the boy i lived with. ningning was there but she was also making friends while i just stood behind her awkwardly. i wanted to go home. eventually lunch hit, half of our classes were done.

only 4 left to go to. “ are you gonna eat lunch with me? ” jay asked while standing behind me. “ well you look like you have people waiting for you so i dont know. ” he laughed. “ dont worry about them, i wanna eat with you. ” he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “ you dont have a choice sleepy-head. ” i was a little irritated but hey as long as i'm not alone, i'm good. “ okay jay, dont call me sleepy-head at school though. ” we walked to the cafeteria together. after grabbing food we went to go sit with ningning and chenle. yeonjun and ryujin walked to our table and sat with us. jay looked upset, pissed off should i say. “ why are you sitting here? ” ningning asked. “ we were your friends before and they see us as your friends so why not sit with you? ” chenle laughed. “ you’re not our friends anymore, we dont care if it ruins your reputation thats fault on your end. ” chenle never talks like that, it was shocking to hear it. ryujin crossed her arms. “ okay, i'll apologize, y/n i'm sorry for treating you the way i did. i was really extra but im sorry. it won't happen again. ”

jay, yeonjun, chenle, and ningning all panned there eyes on me. “ i dont know what to accept ryujin, you bullshit every time. i get that being friends with me makes you seem like a good person but look all i can say is fuck you. you put me through hell. so no, i wont accept your shitty ass apology. ” ningnings jaw dropped, while jay, yeonjun, and chenle smiled. “ but you accepted yeonjuns apology. ” she said in the softest tone ever. “ i accepted his apology because i know he’ll actually try to change, you just bullshit and lie. ” she crossed her arms. “ so can he sit here? ” i nodded. “ i have nothing against him. ” she pouted. “ thats not fair! ”

ningning looked up at her giving her a death glare. “ nothings ever fair to you. now instead of causing problems and throwing fits, leave. yeonjun can stay if he’d like but you have to go. ” ryujin grabbed onto yeonjuns arm but he pulled away. she stood and and tried again. “ lets go yeonjun. ” he just sat there, he looked so emotionless. he shook his head telling her, he was gonna stay. he really did change, honestly. she got upset and got up; storming out. “ so you’re not gonna go get her. ” chenle asked. “ no, im tired of chasing her. ” chenle smiled and did his usually handshake with yeonjun. they were bestfriends before the fight happen. “ you changed bro and im proud of you. ” for the rest of lunch we all talked, jay barely said a word and just stared at me. the day went on; my classes were good. it hit 3:45 pm and the bell rung. the day was over. i was the first to be at the front of the school waiting for everyone to come out. ningning and chenle came out together, yeonjun came out next, and jay came out last. jay and yeonjun were both followed and crowded by a group of females. it was actually funny to watch.

“ so what are we doing? ” jay asked wrapping his arm around me. “ i wanna go to the arcade! ” ningning yelled out. “ please take us babe! ” she pulled on chenles jacket and started to jump around. “ okay, we’ll go. what time though? ” ningning screamed. “ 6:30! ” chenle looked around to see if everyone agreed. we all nodded. “ meet up at y/n’s house by 6:25. ” she let go of him and hugged me. “ i’ll see you later bestie. also yeonjun you’re riding with us because we need to talk to you. ” they all walked to chenles car. “ well i guess its time to go huh? ” jay said, grabbing my hand. we started walking home together. once we made it he showed his true colors. “ dont wear anything revealing or we’ll have a problem. ” he opened the door and held it open for me. “ whatever. ” i walked in taking off my shoes. he walked in behind me. his hand slipped around my waist and my back was pressed against his front. “ im serious, okay? ” i smiled a little, back hugs were my weakness. “ okay jay.. ” i got nervous; i was basically turning red.

he held me tighter; coming closer to my ear. “ dont let yeonjun touch you either, only i can do that alright? ” i slowly nodded. “ i wont let him touch me.. “ his soft lips brushed against my neck. “ you promise? ” he placed two kisses on my neck, sending a chill down my spine. “ i promise. ” after hearing, that he let go of me. taking his shoes off before walking to his room. before walking fully in, he stopped by his door. “ come here. ” listening i walked to his door. he opened it and pulled me in closing the door before pinning me against the wall. i looked up at him with big doe eyes. “ stop looking so innocent. ” his hand placed under my chin pulling my face closer to his. my eyes fell when his lips pressed against mines. his hands were then placed on my waist pulling me closer keeping our lips attached. our tongues collided as the kisses got deeper. his hands moved down to my ass. he rubbed and squeezed my ass; pulling away from the kiss. he placed light kisses on my neck. later sucking it, leaving slightly dark red marks on my neck.

he picked me up, carrying me to his bed. he laid me on the bed and hovered over me. leaning in to kiss me. his hands caressed my body. our tongues were tied. sloppy, wet, deep kisses. i put my hands on his chest, pushing him away. i cant have sex with him, not now. my sex drive is high. it feels like a huge pool of water down there. “ whats wrong beautiful? ” he stood up. “ we cant do this, at least not now. ” he pulled me up. “ why? ” i started to fix my skirt. “ i don't know, i’d just feel weird doing it now. ” he pouted. “ don't pout, jay, i'm just not ready to do this with you now.be patient please. ” he pulled me in for a hug; nearly squeezing me to death. “ fine; i’ll be patient. ” i smiled, patting his head. “ well we need to start getting ready before they get here. ” he let go of me and opened the door. i tried walking out but he just picked me up bridal style. “ what are you doing? ” he started to carry me to my room. “ im taking you to your room. ” he walked upstairs with ease. walking me to my bed then gently placing me on it. “ can i choose what you wear today? please, it wont be ugly. i promise. if you dont like it you can change. ”

“ okay jay, go ahead. ” he smiled and rushed to my closet. looking through it trying to find a nice outfit. maybe 5 minutes later he pulled out a outfit. a long pink tight dress and some white heels, not too high just perfect for me. “ hold on i have to go get something okay? ” i nodded and sat there wait for him to go get what he needed. he ran down to his room and grabbed his white suit jacket. he ran back to my room and handed the jacket to me. “ don��t you think this is a little too dressy for the arcade. ” he scoffed. “ we’ll only be there for a hour or so and after we’re gonna go somewhere else. ” he grabbed my hands. “ where are we going after, just me and you? ” he shook his head. “ no me, chenle and surprisingly yeonjun planned to go somewhere before ningning asked to go to the arcade. ” i tilted my head. “ so ryujin is coming? ” he shrugged. “ i have no clue he said he might take her but he promised to keep her under control if she came. ” i picked up my phone after it went off. “ ningning texted me. she’s confused because chenle did the same thing you did and chose her outfit. she’s saying its too dressy to be going to the arcade. ” he laughed. “ i know but look we have to start getting ready so i’ll leave you be right now. ” i nodded. he walked out my room closing the door behind him. i started to get ready; showering first before doing anything. i did my hair and my makeup. i put on the outfit he picked out and surprisingly the outfit was nice.

big huge curls i burned my hand trying to make look perfect. it was 6:15 now. they should be here in the next 10 minutes. i grabbed my phone, charger, lipgloss, and wallet. before walking outof my room i put in some diamond earrings that my mom gave me maybe a year ago and sprayed on some perfume. i turned off my light and walked downstairs. jay was sitting on the couch waiting for me. white button up, black tie, black, not too-tight pants, somewhat slick back hair, and a pair of glasses to throw it all together. why are we dressing this formal just to go to an arcade? i was confused but i just decided to go with it. “ you look pretty y/n. ” he got up and walked to me standing behind me. “ thank you handsome. ” i pulled out my phone to see if i really looked okay and i seen jay pulling something out of his pocket. he gently grabbed my phone and put it down. he had a box in his hand, i had an idea of what it was but i didn’t want to assume. he started to open the box pulling something out of it. “ pull your hair up for me please. ” he spoke so softly.

doing so i felt a cold piece of jewelry brush across my neck. there was something slightly heavier than the necklace chain itself weighing it down a little. once he finished putting it on for me he stepped in front of me. “ it looks just how i imagined. ” i looked down at the piece of jewelry hanging off the chain. it was a diamond. what the fuck was up with all these diamonds dude? i mean i liked it but it’s making me look richer than i really am. “ when did you get this jay? ” he placed his hand on my hip. “ i got it before moving here, when my dad told me i was gonna live with you, i was at the mall and i wanted to get you a gift because i knew you were gonna be mad at me for leaving when we were younger. i just couldn’t find the right time to give it to you. ” i wanted to shed a tear, he thought about me and spent money on me before meeting me again. “ oh well.. thank you, i like it; seriously. but it looks expensive and i have a hard time keep track of expensive things. ” he laughed. “ if you loose it ill just get another one. but i doubt you’ll loose it. ” he came closer aiming for a kiss but was rudely interrupted but the loud noise of the doorbell. he sighed and went to go open the door. ningning stormed in. “ we’re not going to the arcade huh? i know im not stupid, can someone explain where we’re going? ” she hated to dress formally so i could see why she was mad. yeonjun, chenle, and ryujin walked in behind her.

i wont lie ryujin and yeonjun looked great together. she matched using the color black, full black. ryujin was a very pretty woman, its just when she opens her mouth shes a totally different person. chenle had the same idea as jay, he dressed ningning in blue and black while he wore a black button up, white tie, and white suit pants. she had his black suit jacket over her shoulder, pearl earrings and a pearl necklace, he hair was pulled up and her makeup was light and simple. we looked so good, all i hope is that this night goes well. “ we’re not going to the arcade. ” chenle said. “ we decided to say we were but in reality there’s this little get together the senior class is having to start off the year, we basically planned it a year in advance. ” yeonjun stepped up as he spoke. “ why didn’t you guys just say that, we were confused, we thought we were going to the arcade extremely overdressed. ” ryujin spoke softly. “ i know but it ruins the fun of getting our extremely good looking ladies dressed up to go somewhere. ” jay stood next to me wrapping his arm around my waist. “ jay stop being cringe. ” ningning said laughing. jay rolled his eyes. “ PICTURE TIMEEEE, girls first. ” ningning grabbed my hand then ryujins pulling us outside. the boys followed us out and stood in front of us pulling out their phones. we did a couple of poses as the camera flashed away.

we all took separate pictures afterwards and lastly we took couple pictures. ningning and chenle taking them first, they always have been so cute together. they have a bond different from anyone you could possibly see together. they striked a couple poses before taking the last pictures as they kissed. next yeonjun and ryujin walked up together. doing a couple poses before yet again kissing to end it off. it was now me and jay’s turn. we walked up and i started to check how i looked making sure im picture ready. im not really a photogenic person so everytime i take pictures they look bad. i stood up straight while jay wrapped his hand around my waist. i smiled a little feeling a little awkward. they took a couple of photos before he pulled me closer to him, we were face to face. i was so shy, i couldn’t even look him straight in the eyes. he pulled my head back up giving me no choice but to look him in his eyes. the light continued to flash as he put both of his hands on my hip, my hands rested on his chest. he brought his face closer to mines, my breathing getting heavier. before going in for the kiss ne looked me in my eye making sure he gets a okay from me. i nodded and no more than a second later he went in for the kiss. he felt on my ass while he continued kissing me.

we heard ningning in the back screaming her fucking lungs out but the moment was a little too good so we toned her out. not too long later we decided to pull away from the kiss. i looked at him, ending up being more shy than i was before. my face was red, i tried so hard to hide my smile. covering my smile every time i felt i wasn't gonna be able to control it. “ YOU FUCKING KISSED! ” she screaming jumping in heels. “ babe calm down, you’re gonna break your ankle. ” he held her hand. “ i just cant.. they kissed, in front of me. wait are you two together yet? ” she looked at me. i looked up at jay and he just stood there smiling. “ well it’s time to go or we’ll be late. ” we all nodded and started to fill up the car. i walked back into the house grabbing my bag off the stand table in the middle of the living room. i looked around for a little, my mind was filled with jay and the way he made me feel. jay walked in the house. “ whats wrong beautiful? you okay? ” he slowly walking towards me. i looked away from him, feeling too nervous to even look him in the eye. why was i feeling this way? i’ve had sex before but with him, kissing, hugging, and even him being too close or making eye contact with me makes me nervous.

“ uh, yes.. ” when he reached me i started to feel shaky. i put my head down. “ are you nervous around me? ” i nodded slowly. his hand under my chin lifting my head up. “ within the next few weeks i hope you grow out of your nervousness but we have to go okay? ” my heart was pounding. “ okay.. ” he gently grabbed my hand and led me to the door. he turned off the lights, walking outside to the car. we made sure the door was locked before we got in. when we were sure we had everything chenle pulled off. we made it to the party in about 20 minutes. everyone got out of the car when we got there, walking into the big opened doors. i was holding jays hand when i walked in. we caught quiet a few peoples attention when we walked in. everyone was dressed so basic and in plain colors like black, white, and red. me and ningning looked at each other seeing we were the only ones who stood out. a few girls walked up to jay. “ why are you with her? i wanted you to be my date. ” the girl pouted. “ well i wanted her to be my date, she looks good right? ” he said, pulling me closer. the girl mugged me. “ whatever but i can show you a better night than she ever can. she’s boring and she’s a virgin so what can she do for you? ”

yeonjun walked up to us after overhearing the conversation. “ who said that because she was a “ virgin ”, she was unable to show someone a good night? i overhear too many people saying you don’t give them good times, when their time comes anyway so you shouldn’t be speaking. ” feeling embarrassed, she looked at the ground and walked away. chenle and ningning walked up to us. “ y/n, how do you keep the fact that you’re not a virgin a secret? that shit is hard man. plus you did it with mr. choi so i cant see how you keep so private. ” chenle said looking confused. “ i choose not to tell people and keep away any hints because i dont want her being uncomfortable. i have no doubt that if he does anything with her people will find out because he’d do the same exact thing. ” chenle looked at yeonjun. “ but people know you did something with ryujin. how come you didn’t treat her like that? ” she crossed her arms. “ i wanted people to know. so i told him not to hide it because it would be easy to find out anyway. ” she tucked her hair behind her ear. “ y/n, can i talk to you outside please? ” ningning grabbed my hand. “ why? she’s not talking to yeonjun, what do you need from her. ” i looked at ningning.

“ its fine, yes we can talk. ” ningning let go of my hand and me and ryujin walked outside. standing a little father from the door we found a spot more comfortable to talk. “ well i wanted to talk to you so i can really apologize to you. ” she looked at the ground and messed around with her hands. “ im honestly so sorry about the drama i caused, no im not apologizing because yeonjun asked me to im doing it because i want to. i feel guilty, i did everything just to get yeonjun to talk to me even if that meant that i had to start drama and ruin our friendship. everyone cares about you so much and i would never see why. you’re just a really good person overall and i want to fix what we had even if that means starting over. i dont want to be seen as a bully by people that care about you. please accept my apology y/n im seriously sorry. you are the sweetest and most caring person alive and i dont want to loose that forever. ” i grabbed her hands. “ this was all i’ve been waiting for ryujin, i dont hate you. i dont care how hurt i am, ill always care for you. i accept you’re apology ryujin, i really do. thank you for apologizing hun. ” she looked up, looking sorry. “ can i get a hug.. please..? ” i nodded smiling and she hugged me. melting into the hug the longer we hugged i can tell she changed alot. next thing i know, she was in tears. sniffling. “ are you okay? ” she shook her head. “ its okay ryujin im right here. ” i rubbed her back giving her more comfort. “ i made him leave you.. i feel so bad, he was in love with you.. ”

she hid her face into my chest. “ ryujin, i asked him to change you. i wanted you to change and be happy with him. you dont have to worry about me, i found someone else now. ” she brung her face back up, wiping her tears. “ who..? jay? ” i nodded. “ really? ” she continued to wipe her tears. “ yes, jay makes me feel good but at the same time nervous. ” she smiled. “ well im glad you’re happy. ” i pat her head. “ well, are you ready to go back in? ” she grabbed my hands. “ yeah but do i look okay? ” i nodded. “ you look gorgeous. ” i smile while we walked back inside. our friend group was now fixed and put back together. yeonjun, ningning, jay, and chenle just stared at us. “ what happened? why are you two holding hands? ” the whole group was in shock. “ i apologized because i didnt want to stop being friends with her. i felt guilty and i just wanted to fix what we had. ” ryujin hugged me. “ wow. yeonjun… what did you tell her? ” yeonjun laughed. “ i didn’t tell her anything, she did that on her own. ” ningning covered her mouth. “ i just cant believe it. she never apologizes. ” ryujin stopped hugging me. “ well i just did but can we just leave this alone and enjoy tonight? ” everyone put on their biggest smiles. “ HELL YEAH! ” they all shouted loudly. as the night went on we all danced, sung, and just spent time with each other. this was a night to remember. it was 12 am now. everyone was drunk and tired. me, ningning and ryujin had maybe 5-6 shots tonight. the boys were the only one who were fine since they had only 2 shots each.

chenle picked up the very fucked up ningning off of the couch. “ i’ll be in the car waiting for you guys. ” he walked out, carrying her to the car. ryujin was drunk, dancing to the slightly still loud music playing in the background. a lot of people were still here. they’ll probably keep the party going until 3 in the morning but we well at least ningning and ryujin were fucked up to the point were we couldn’t stay. he went to go grab her and they walked to the car. jay, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my hand. “ are you okay y/n? ” i was really tipsy yes but not drunk. i nodded and laid my head on his shoulder. “ you ready to go? ” i held his thumb. “ yes. ” he stood up in front of me and held out his hand. i grabbed his hand and got up. he walked me outside. i stumbled and tripped over my foot more than twice. he opened the car door and picked me up, placing me on the seat. yeonjun sat on the left side with ryujin sitting on his lap. i sat in the middle while jay sat on the right. ningning was knocked out in the passenger seat. i, once again, grabbed jay’s thumb. resting my head on his shoulder. i started to doze off while chenle took us home. me and jay got dropped off first.

i fell asleep on the ride home so jay had to carry me inside. when we made it inside, he placed me on the couch. once my head hit the pillow i quickly woke up having believed that i fell asleep at the party, in someones room. jay was taking off his shoes when he seen i woke up. “ are you okay? ” i scratched my head. “ mhm, im sorry. ” he walked towards me. “ no need to apologize. do you want me to take you to bed? ” he bent down and started taking off my heels. “ jay.. ” after taking off both of my heels, he looked up at me. “ hmm? ” he placed his hand on my leg. “ i don't wanna sleep alone.. ” his hand moved up to my thigh. “ so you want to sleep with me beautiful? ” i nodded. the gently squeeze i felt on my thigh made my sex drive sky rocket through the roof. i felt my heartbeat pounding but not through my chest, i felt it down there. “ okay beautiful. ” he stood up, picked me up, and walked to his room. he closed the door behind him and sat me down on his bed. he walked over to the closet and grabbed a pair of sweats and a oversized tee.

walking back over to me he sat the clothes next to me. “ do you want me to get you changed? ” changed? i wanted something more but i was too scared to tell him. i nodded slowly. he slipped his suit jacket off my shoulders and placed it behind me. “ can you stand? ” he stuck out his hand lending me a little support as i stood. i turned around seeing he was gonna unzip my dress for me. he unzipped my dress taking his time while doing so. after he fully unzipped my dress, i felt as the cold air from his slightly opened window brush past my skin causing me to get a few slight chills. “ are you cold y/n. ” he said whispering in my ear. “ i can make you warmer if you’d like. ” he pulled my hair to the side, pushing himself onto me as my dress fell to the floor. his hands sliding around my waist. “ i really want to keep you up all night but you’re basically drunk right now and i want you to be well rested and energized before we do anything. ” fuck, why did i have to drink tonight. “ well.. i’m a little more energized than before.. ” i wanted it badly. “ no, its fine beautiful.. i’ll wait. ” he placed a few kissed on my neck before pulling away.

when he pulled away i turned around. my half naked body facing towards him. he seen everything out in the open and i was willing to show him more. he grabbed his shirt off of the bed and started to put it on me. after pulling it over my head i started to pout. “ i don't wanna sleep.. ” his eyes were aligned with mine. “ don't forget we have school in the morning y/n. i know you want to say up and i do to but we cant. ” he pulled my arms through the sleeves. i started to get teary-eyed. “ please don't cry beautiful.. it’s okay, i’ll make it up to you. i promise.. i just want you to get rest for school tomorrow. ” a few tears fell and a smile on his face grew while he pulled me to his chest. i laid my head on his chest and even more tears fell. now i’m crying because i’m embarrassed. why do i want this man so bad? being that we’re bestfriends i thought he’d make it easier for me but no. it’s harder and way more embarrassing. he rubbed my back. i tried wiping my tears but they continued to fall. it started to irritate me seeing that i couldn’t stop. “ look at me.. ” i slowly brought my head up. he started to wipe my tears.

“ don't make yourself overwhelmed or frustrated. i can please you until you fall asleep if you’d like. i think you deserve it. ” i shook my head. “ you don't have to, i can sleep. ” he wiped the last tear that fell down my face. “ no, its okay. ” i pulled away from his arms and walked over to his bed. i laid down and pulled the blanket over me. “ hurry and change please.. i want you to lay with me.. ” he changed and walked over to the bed. once he got in bed i climbed into his arms. he held me tight, keeping me extra warm. i looked at him and put on a light smile. “ you feel better now? ” i nodded. he kissed my head and also put on a smile. i shook my head. “ what? ” i pointed at my lips. he chuckled. “ you want a kiss? ” nodding again he went in for the kiss. his lips were so warm and soft. i didn’t want him to stop kissing me. he started to pull away but i put my hand on his cheek and continued to kiss him. before it got to far he pulled away.

i pouted after he pulled away. “ don't pout beautiful. we cant kiss all night. ” i poked his chest. “ why? ” i whined. “ y/n you’re such a baby. ” i continued to poke his chest. “ im not a baby, im a big girl. ” i climbed on top of him. “ no you’re a baby, so cute and whiny. ” his hands caressed my thighs. i shook my head. “ i can be a cute and whiny big girl. ” he smiled. “ i guess beautiful, you’re just my big baby. ” he squeezed my thighs. “ your big baby? no one else’s? just yours? ” he nodded. “ just mine. ” his voice was making me feel all soft and fuzzy inside. i took the rubber band that was on my wrist and tied up my hair. doing so i felt as jay’s print hardened and pushed up against my pussy. i looked back at jay and giggled. “ what? i can't control my hormones. especially when you look as good as you do. ” i started to blush, why does he always compliment me for the little things? it makes me nervous. he pinched my cheeks. “ you’re always so nervous no matter how bold you may be when you make actions, your face turns cherry red in seconds. ” i covered my face feeling a little embarrassed. “ ever since we were little you’ve been like this, if i even sat next to you at lunch you’d turn red and get quiet. it was always so adorable to me. i wish i never left, i was basically sobbing when i had to leave. ” i tilted my head. “ why? ” he sighed.

“ i thought i was never gonna see you again. for maybe until i was 15 or 16 i continued to bring you up to my dad but he always ignored me. eventually he started talking about a business trip when i turned 17 and he was struggling to find someone to go with him to be his assistant and for a while I forgot about you and your family. before it hit my 18th birthday he ask me if i had any friends still living in korea then i remembered that you still lived in korea and i hurried and told him about you again, he was a little skeptical about calling your mom but eventually he did. it took so much stress off my chest. it felt like someone helped me lift a weight when he told me we were coming to visit you. i never expected to be living with you though. hearing that alone made my life better, you would never understand how hard it was to live without you y/n. ” i brushed my fingers through his hair. “ i wanted to come on your birthday but we had to come later because he had things to do, i still have the gift i was planning to give you. do you want it now? ” i nodded. he tapped the side of my thighs, hinting to me to get up. i got off of him.

he got up and walked over to the closet. i hugged my legs and laid my head on my knees. he grabbed a box off of the top shelf and walked back over to me. it was a pretty white box wrapped in lace, he had the box for months now and it still looked as if he just bought it. he sat at the edge of the bed and placed the box next to him. i crawled over to him and sat next to him. he pulled my legs over his lap and placed the box in my hands. “ can i open it? ” he nodded. i neatly unwrapped the lace from around the box. pulling off the lid, revealing a bunch of pictures from our childhood and 2 small white bags. i started to look through the pictures. the tears fell as i continued to look through. we were so young and happy. he watch as i balled my eyes out looking at every picture. “ i want things to go back to the way they were.. ” i said sniffling. he held me tightly rubbing my back. “ i know, i do to. but im here now and we can make just as many happy memories now that we’re older. ” he kissed my head then reached his hand in the box grabbing the two small bags.

he put them in my hands. he let go of me and i started to wipe my tears. after stopping myself from crying, I opened one of the bags in my hand. it was a charm bracelet. i felt like crying again but i held it in and opened the next bag. it was a necklace, my initial and his with a heart in the middle. “ do you like it? ” i nodded and smiled. “ thank you jay. ” he kissed my cheek. “ i know its not a lot but i really wanted to give you this. it's fine if you don't like it too much. ” i shook my head. “ no, i love it jay, i really do. ” i put all of the pictures and the jewelry back in the box. he grabbed the top of the box and closed it for me then sat it on the dresser in front of us. he stood in front of me looking down at me. i looked up at him. he leaned in closer, bringing his face only 6 inches away from mine. he came closer causing me to lean back. once my head touched the bed, he went in for a kiss. the kiss started off slow and gentle. his chest pressed against mine.

the kisses got deeper and slightly rough. his hands gripping my waist. his print re-hardening the deeper the kisses got. i started to become more needy than before. his print rubbed against my pussy making me whimper. “ you want it? ” i nodded desperately. jay smirked while running his hands down my body. i slightly quivered from the feeling of his soft hands. he kissed down my neck and pulled off my shorts. i closed my legs feeling a little nervous now. “ don't be scared y/n, i’ll take care of you. plus you’ve done this before so you know how it should feel. ”i covered my lower half with the shirt he let me wear. “ its different seeing im doing it with you jay.. it feels different. ” he held my wrist slowly moving them getting me to uncover myself.

“ what's so different between me and him? ” i shrugged. “ he wasn’t a main part of my life until i turned 16. you’ve been in my life since i was 3. ” he pulled off his shirt, revealing his slightly tanned, smooth skin, and soft abs. “ well okay, thats a point but why are you more uncomfortable with me than with a stranger? ” he threw the shirt to the floor. “ jay, i don't know. you two are just different when it comes to me.. ” he sighed. “ just let me show you why we’re different, y/n. ” he looked irritated. “ ja- ” he put his hand over my mouth. “ i don't wanna hear anything coming from your mouth except moans. ” he pulled his hand away then started hovering over me again, moving down to my pussy. like hooks he held onto my legs placing me in a position comfortable for me and him both. the light kisses, bites, and licks on my thigh turned me on more than expected. he placed a kiss on my clit before getting fully into it. the warmness of his wet tongue swiping past my clit every few seconds.

i whined from pleasure. bucking up my hips every time he sucked on my clit. the softness of his lips making it feel 10 times better. the moans trapped in my throat releasing out into the room the more he licked. his slim, long fingers sliding in me as he licked faster. “ ah, f-fuck.. ” my eyes rolled to the back of my head the more his fingers went in and out of me. i ran my fingers through his hair before gripping a small portion of it. “ you can grab more baby, it’s okay. ” he said before continuing to do his work. listening, i grabbed a bit more hair. i felt a smile grow as he was down there. does he like getting his hair pulled? i continued to tug at his hair as he ate. my moans getting louder and louder by the second. his fingers getting pulled out of me but pushed back in as quick as possible. i felt my legs shaking, i tugged his hair a little harder. “ j-jay.. ” he brought his head up and looked me in the eyes. his fingers still fucking my hole. “ i.. i- ” he tilted his head. “ get it out baby. ” his fingers started to move faster. all i felt was pleasure, i couldn’t even get a full sentence out. “ i-.. c-cuming.. ” my hips bucked up once more. “ cum for me then. ” he pushed his fingers in deep as i came. he pulled out his fingers and licked them clean. “ you look and taste amazing beautiful. ” i was a fucking wreck. my body was slightly shaking as i laid there.

he got up and laid next to me. i rolled over and climbed on him. hiding my face into his chest. “ you don't want to do anything else?.. ” i asked quietly. he shook his head. “ i wanna wait. plus we still have to make it to school in the morning. i just did this to put you to sleep beautiful. ” he kissed my head. “ sleep well. ” after hearing him say that i fell straight to sleep.

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It's A Match Final

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Summary: this was not the first impression you wanted to give henrys family, but it was the one you got. Thankfully henry is quick to reassure you and clean up his mess.

Warnings: 18+, smut, dirty talk, m/f, fluff, embarrassment,

A/n: here is the final to this little story! Im soo happy i finally finished this its felt like forever to write but im happy i waited to finish it otherwise a few details wouldnt have made it in.

Please ignor typos, not beta'd

You yelped as henry moved infront of you spreading your thighs wider with his hips as they slapped against yours. Your feet flicked out uncontrollably, looking for something to stabilise yourself on. But henry was powerful with his love making and yourfeet only managed to bounce with the force of his assault. He growled digging his thumbs into your pelvis pinning your ass to the small sideboard holding you jn place as he rocked into your body stealing your breath from you in deep unstoppable thrusts.

"Fuck- thats it yes! Let me hear you kitten~" he snarled squeezing your hips, dragging you to the edge of the table as he drove forward. You moaned tipping your head back unable to keep quiet as he daragged you closer, imbedding the last inch or so into your tight channel. He smirked down at you but kept pace. He always loved it when you were plyable enough to fuck full, it was one of your charms. The fact you could handle him in his entirety.

"Hen- hen fuck i cant-ah god! Henry!?" You keened, cutting off your words trying to breath as he rutted you for all you were worth. He laughed almost sadistically as he fucked you, he adored the way he could ruin you, pick you apart with nothing but his words and cock.

He dipped his face down close to yours locking eyes with you watching intently as you whined and struggled, mewling arching up towards him. You wanted to kiss him, for him to kiss you! Theh were like a drug to you, even when he was balls deep ruining you for other men it wasnt enough. You wanted his lips, craved his taste.

"Aww love look at you, so fucking helpless and desperate like any good girl should be! Such a perfect girl for me arent you?" He teased pressing his forhead to yours and slowed his hips to a leisurely pace. Slow and deep drags of his hips, makeing you jolt, your ass almost riseing off of the table with each mighty thrust.

"So perfect! Your pussy was made for me wasnt it? Your taking me so well, fuck! Fuck yes thats it good girl! Yes! Fucking squeeze me just like that~" you groaned a deep wanton sound at his words, you never thought hed be one for such dirty lewd praise. But my god you had a thing for it, the deep voice dripping with sex surrounding you with filthy words as his body dominated your own in the most primal way. You were feral for him and he knew it.

His words seemed to excite him more impatience lingered on his tongue as he kissed you. It was to only warning you got before he widened his legs, his thighs forcing yours further apart. You didnt understand for a second. And then it hit you, he was cementing himself to the floor. You hadnt even finished that thought when he suddenly burst to life.

It would appear your lover has been holding out on you. Because with no word of warning he began moveing. His hips grew faster and faster, he was fucking you in a way youd never experienced befor in you life! Normal men did harder or faster. Not both.

He had the audacity to laugh as you screeched, hands snapping to his shoulders. Your nails bit into the thick muscles making him grunt tenseing his arms, flexing his fingers against you. You saw stars, closeing your eyes tightly curlingnyour tos3 as his pelvis arched agains tyours. The way he held you open left your clit vulnerable to him. There was nothing you could do, no way to fight off the fast approaching ecstasy. All you could do was wail and take what he gave you. Endure the rough thatch ofmhair kissing your bundle of nerves, grinding against it for the few seconds he allowed you to feel him pulse inside of you.

"Pleas- henry hurry! I cant last!" You whimpered pleading with him needing him to finish with you, you dont think you can survive him railing afterwards again. Working over your sensitive nub until you almost blacked out again. /////////////

Youd managed a month. One month of sweet private dates, full of kisses and cute flirting before youd been lured to bed by the gorgeous siren of a man. He was suave and charming, polite and teasing chock full of inuendos but somehow still remained a gentleman. He was quite the contradiction, in the best possible way. Youd gone for a walk with the dogs again, the pups had taken to one another even if occasionally kal was unsure. Henry had asked you to pop round for coffee which wasnt unusual but once inside he'd all but pounced you, you just couldn't find it in you to refuse him.

Since sleeping with him he had become ravenous! You and Amii hadnt escaped his home for four days! Four consecutive days! Spent walking about his home in his shirts. Youd been worried at first, scared of stretching out his clothes but he refused to let you in much more. He particularly loved the way you had to have the top four buttons undone on his button ups to accommodate your bust. He adored the way the shirt draped over you, you complained it was a little snug on your hips and tummy and worried youd ruin it by popping a button... His respose was popping all the buttons off, ripping open the shirt revealing you to him before laying claim to you again and again.

That was how the days were spent, curled around one another talking and playing a few games then making love all around the house. It was bliss!

"Come on, come on love, its time sweetheart! Cum, cum for me you can do it. I need you to cum for me. Milk me like a good girl! Take everything" he snipped, hissing the words out through clenched teeth one hand snactching your jaw forcing you tompeer at him through halfmlidded eyes. You felt delirious quiverering around him. Your tummy tightening his praise and lustfull coaxing. The harsh gaze warningnyou to obey him. It was in these moments you shared where you could see the alpha streak in him. The dominant male that he never seemed to indulge. You loved it, craved the new side of him. You hoped he would oneday explore it with you.

"Fuck im cumming! I-fuck yes love! I love you!ah! Ugh-god!" Henry roared over you before quickly dipping his head down stealing your lips for a kiss as you shuddered withering around him one final time. his release giving your insides the final push to clench, flutteringnarou d him crying out into his mouth as you finished. Cumming over him, your own body prolonging both of your highs as you massaged him with your own end.

He stilled dragging in desperate lungfulls of air andgroaned before spinning around with you managing to sway passed the side of the small table he'd just christened with you. You tensed as his legs almost faltered onnthe small three step journy, but trusted him. He was adamant it wasnt your weight. God no, you knew better then to even think that now. Henry had just about lost his shit when you had mentioned he didntnhave to try lugging you about after sex becuase you were to heavy.

No he'd made it clear yiur weight isnt what make him weak at the knees, it was the earth shattering sexand full body quivering, spine melting mind numbing orgasms you gave him that sapped him of his god like strength.

He pivoted on his heel and tipped back laying on the sofa with you on top of him, still straddling him as he softened inside of you. You had fohnd it strange at first but he never seemed to want to leave you even when he was finished. You didnt mind, it was nice to have man wanting to snuggle up as close as can be after he was done.

"I love you" he said pressing his nose into your neck breathing you in like you were the sweetest thing he'd ever smelt. He loved this, loved having you all to himself. That you were here with him and him alone. He felt lucky each and every single day he got to spend with you. He could only hope you felt just as blessed as he did and would want to remain with him.

"I love you too henry" you replied leaning down sharing sweet kisses with him. His heart soared, everytime you told him you loved him he felt a rush like he'd never known before. Each time he couldnt help sink further, believe that this was it. That you were the woman he had been waiting for is entire life. You were the future he handt dared to dream of for a long time.

He'd never really admitted his fears outloud. He didnt want to burden anyone with his worries. But he always doubted having a meaningful relationship. Being his partner was a hard road to travel. The months away, media attention rumours, public and private life constantly crossing over one another. Lines were always blurred.

Yet you had eased his doubts. You had brought it up, not him. You had been realistic and honest with him. Youd said it was something they needed to talk about openly. So you did and surprised the hell out of him. You had a plan and an answer for all of his worries. 8t made his heart swell with pride when he realised you were prepared, youd thought about everything seriously.

Work commitments wasnt an issues for you, you understood the reality of his career and that he'd be away for weeks on end. But you owned your own company and were free to take time off as and when you choose. So when he was home you could spend quality time with him at home to,and if he was away for longer shoots you could take a few days off to visit him.

You were slightly nervous about going public, but at the same time wasnt bothered by it. So people will snap some photos, you simply stated 'well atleast we will get free professional photosmwhen ever we want' henry had laughed at that. He'd never thought of it that way before but you were right.

And for the whole online thing, well you'd already made it abundantly clear you didnt give two shits about that. All you asked is that you were both honest with one anpther. Honesty builds trust, and trust was going to be a huge part of this relationship, especially if tabloids were going to be involved. He hadnbeen floored by the practical solutions you had tomevery minor inconvenience yous suffer by being with him. The conversation ended with you teasing him 'your not getting rid of me that easily mister'

You moved slowly tilting forward to lay ontop of him, he pouted, releasing a small whine as you slowly shuffled forward pulling him from inside of you. You were quick to nuzzle into his chest pressing sweet kisses. His arms pulled tight around you with a satisfied groan relishing in holding you close. You pressed your ear to his chest, one hand fiddling with the hair infront of you. After a few moments you yawned, you hadnt meant to you were just tired, he really was a beast, it was hard for you to keep up.

"Why dont you take a quick nap in here, I will order pizza and once youve got a bit of shut eye you can show me that glitch on skyrim you were on about?" He purred rubbing your back soothingly trying to ease the slight pain he knew was there. It was his fault after all.

"Oh Mr cavill?! Dont tell me youve got me all buttered up just to learn my skyrim cheats?" You teased blinking up at him craning your neck until your lips were just out of his reach. He smiled and tipped his head forward to meet you, his nose resting against yours, eyes locking in a intense yet loving gaze.

"No my love of course not~ i buttered you up for the sheer pleasure seeing my woman glistening like the goddess she is~" his reply made you melt into him. He was far to good at making you swoon. And he knew it.

"But seriously why dont you have a nap and then we can pig out and game for a bit?" He uttered seeing he had tucked you out again. He loved that you napped after sex. You were self conscious but henry took it as a job well done. Plus it meant he could admire you quietly, or just lay snuggled up with you. He adored every moment with you, even when asleep..

"Good thinking batman~" you purred teasjngly and pressed a quick kiss to his nose giggling knowing what was coming next.

"You little? Come'ere you! I was too easy on you~" he growled playfully and flipped you both over before descending his fingers over your ribs and tickled you whilst littering your face with kisses. You roared with laughter squealing as henry continued his assault.

Finally he relented and pressed a single deep kiss to your lips, drawing you close once more pushing his tongue past your lips and tangling it with your own. You moaned into his mouth kissing him back with just as much passion.

Your kiss quickly began escalating when his hands wandered, one at the back of your neck pulling you closer to him so he could fuck your mouth with his tongue, drawing the tip across the roof of your mouth makingnou shiver, honest to god no one had ever kissed you like henry could. Youd had no idea of just how pleasurable a simple locking of lips could be, he just had a knack for finding these sensitive spots and exploiting them to the fullest.

With a great huff he pulled away from you with a grin befor pressing himself to stand beside you and made his way into the kitchen promising to be back with the smoothies youd made earlier with the older fruits henry had in the fruit bowl on the dineing table.

You fell back paying flat on the sofa stretching out like a content cat. You truly had fallen under his spell. It hadnt taken you long torealise he had been telling the truth, hank was henry. The real henry you had tried to catch him out a few times but he checked out. Since accepting this fct your relationship has been a dream.

You had just began to fall into a blissfull sleep when there was a strange sound from the tv. Three dots appered for a few seconds and you move to your side raising up onto one elbow frownjng at the tv. Then before you could think the sreen lit up with a video chat. The screen was divided into five. And to your horror there you were face on, butt ass naked in the bottom left hand corner.

"Hi mum hey guys!" You heard henry from in the kitchen It took you all of three seconds to realise what you were seeing. Henrys family! His parent and brothers on screen all seeing you completly bare. And henry was none the wiser in the other room.

"HENRY?! No!!- IM FUCKING NAKED!" You screamed freaking out instantly turning red and feeling sick to your stomach before snapping out of your shock and began moving.

"You wha-?" He asked running back into the living room then watched as you rolled to the floor diving under the small wooden coffee table. Then looked to his phone which he'd answered... It was connected to the tv... He froze holy shit no!

"OH MY GOD- FUCK SORRY BABE SORRY IM SO SORRY!" He began shouting with alerted your two faithful pups, both running into the room somehow half asleep but alert, ready for a protection detail situation.

"Oh my god is that y/n? Wow shes pretty hot! Your punching above your weight there arent you?" A voice came over the tv. But henry growled and pointed to it angrily

"Dont you oogle my fucking woman!?" Henry threatened with fire in his veins and a snarl in his chest.

"What? I'm not, I'm just saying shes cute!" The male replied with a nevprvous chuckle. You didnt have to spy the tv to know the man was regretting his words.

"Cover your fucking eyes! Or I swear to god!" Henry began yelling, locking his jaw in irritation. But the brewing argument was halted by a womans voice snapping at the two men.

"BOYS! That is quite enough! Henry end the call befor you embarrass her even more! And get some bloody clothes on! Your a grown man I dont need to see your todger any more!" With that said henry looked down and yipped dashign forward and crouching slightly tryingmto hide himself, one hand darting to his crotch covering it

"... err fuck- sorry! Sorry mum! i'll call you back okay? Forget you saw that!" He stammered glowing red and quickly shut off the call with shaking hands cursing.

"Oh fuck are you okay? Shit you didnt hit your head did you" henry said rushing forward to you crouching at the coffee table.

"No... No im good" you uttered teying to swallow the lump in your throat and curled up tighter. Feeling completely mortified. You couldnt help it, the nasty thoughts berating you, shaming you for being caught like that.

"Thats lucky... jesus christ, come on sweetness, come out." He ushered you from under the table woth a light chuckle.

"Whats so funny?" You asked bearly hanging onto your own sobs that were trying to escape alonge side your tears of shame. Henry held oht a hand helpjgn you stand up once more.

"You, you just fucking flew- threw yourself like ... you hit the deck hard" and just like that your shame became a feirce anger! How could he laugh about this? It wasnt funny! Why hasnt he realised how upset you are?! This wasnt funny in the slightest.

"I'll fucking hit somthing hard in a minute mr... what the fuck you doing answering a family zoom call when you got your afterglow on!?" It was then henry stopped, really stopped and looked at you. You were crushed, he could see it, the shame and anxiety clouding your eyes. It was the doubt that in your eyes that cut hi deeper then your tears. Suddenyl he felt like a complete asshole for laughing. You were getting yourself into a state.

"Oh gosh no, love no please I'm sorry... it was a force of habbit... I see my mum on the screen and I i answer or allhell wil, break loose...c henry was quick to start explaining. He didnt want you to think he was actually laughing at you or the situation.

"Babe im sorry i honsetly forgot it was connected to the tv" he offered sincerely placing a gentle hand to your shoulder, digging his thumb in and pressing the pads of his fingers giving y9u a light squeeze, massaging your tense shoulder with his fingers slightly.

"Yeah i gathered that... oh fucking hell!" You cried into your hands finally unable to cope with the sickening fear and embarrassment assaulting you. It wasnt fair, this wasnt the impression you wanted to give his family.

"Oh god love no, come on dont cry" he dove forward slipping his arms around you as you crumpled into sobs. He hushed you as you cried into him. Rocking side to side with you kissing your head.

"I re-really wanted to make a good impression on them!" You mewled sniffling between sobs feeling like a stupid whore. They must think thats what you are! A whore whose only here to get your rocks off. Who else meets their boyfriends family on their back starkers!

"Its okay, they- they will understand it was an accident" henry cooed slowly shuffling you across the living room as you shivered.

"I must look like a right slut!" You whined feeling worse as your mind seemed to fixate on the fact your boyfreinds entore family had seen everything you had to offer. They were probably gossiping and jusdginnyoh over it as you spoke to henry.

"No noo you dont, love please they wont think your a slut" henry stated firmly whislt pluckjng you from the floor and took a seat on the sofa perching you in his lap holding you tightly. You tucked yourself into him tightly trying to curl up small willing yourself to disappear under the weifht of your own embarrassment.

"What else will they think! The first time they see my im spread out on your sofa in my birthday suit smelling like sex!"

"They cant smell you through the tv love" he added logically whilst also trying to lighten the mood.

"HENRY?!" Your indignat cry shut him up. Perhaps now wasnt the time for specifics or sarcasm.

"Okay okay. Your right thats wasnt funny, bad timing. But they will see this for what it is. Me being a dumbass who answered his phone without checking who or what it was" he admitted quickly trying to get you to understand this was one huge unfortunate accident. A huge unfortunate accident that he was soley responsible for. And hoenstly he felt like a complete and utter prick.

Henry looked down when you didnt reply, not even a humm or single curse word. His gaze was met by soft mournfull crying and tears.

"Hey look these things happen okay? They wont think less of you okay?" He reassured you softly as you began to calm yourself down.

"They have all seen me naked henry?" You sobbed, eyes wide and frightened. You fhad never felt so utterly embarrassed and helpless. What the hell are you meant to do jow? How do you make a good impression on this amazing mans family when they have seen you naked!?

"Me too love, its fine i promise you love. I promise they will forget about it please just- take a deep breath and calm down okay? It isnt that big of a deal and they all covered their eyes when they realised... and mums sure to read them the right act before we call back" he soothed rubbjng your back trying to help ease your mortification.

"Fuck..." you whispered leaning forward perssing your head into your hands feeling completely defeated already.

"Here lets find a tshirt and cover you up" henry offered before backing away frommyou. You could barely hear him moving into the kitchen towards the laundry basket.

"Jumper!" You suddenly added, yelping out the qord. You wanted to ba as covered as much as you could be.

"Yes yes jumper, the knit one? Or commandos?" He called out making you roll our eyes. It didnt bloody matter!

"Beeaarr" you whined at him. You didnt give a damn what jumper! You just wanted to cover up.

"Okay got it, knit jumper... i'll get a blanket too and we can snuggle while you meet them" his voice carried evenly, he was calm enough for the both of you.

"No i; henry i?" You tried to argue but your throat clammed up, you could feel it. You wanted to cry again. You felt so embarrassed over the situation. Henry padded back into the room clade in some boxers and his commando jumper befpre handing you another pair of boxers, you quickly sliped them on before reaching out to take the jumper

" ah ah no, come here snuggle butt, let me help, lets get you comfy" henry spoke as he held put the knit jumper for you, guiding your head into it and tugging the soft comforting jumper over you, then begand tuckjng the blanket around you sweetly. It was clear he wanted to make you feel as comfortable as possible... you also detected a slight guilt in his demeanor.

"Hen i cant do this, I cant speak to them after that" you sniffled, curling your feet up on the sofa beside you as you wiped your eyes on the cuff of his jumper. He took a seat beside you slipping his own legs below the blanket before pulling you towards him, making you lean on his chest with his arm arohnd your shoulders.

"Of course you can darling... its not the first time one of us was caught with our pants down or the second... or third now that im thinking about it... i suppose we can say it was just my turn" he offered sweetly, tryingnuis best to make you see this wasnt soo bad. He squeezed you reassuringly whilst his other hand was flicking through his phone preparing to re-enter the group chat.

"I... your sure they wont think im a slag? Or or somthing?" You blinked up at him eyes still glazed with tears threatening to fall.

"No they will love you... besides they know what im like babe, my fault remember if anything im probably gonna get a ear full for not being careful" he added sincerly between kisses to your head. You hummed curling a hand in his jumper and held tight, nuzzling him. He really had become your rock. He was you gravity, your safe haven. And he really did keep you safe.

One thing that youd noticed was he was a big protective bear, when you were out together he was a real sweet heart. Guiding you arcoss roads holding your hand, walking on the side of traffic as if to protect you from cars. Even in the woods walking the pups he was always coaxing you onto the more even ground. One hand at the small of your back or wrapped around yours making sure you never tripped or fell.

"Listen love, we're a couple of grown adults who love each other and have a healthy sex drive. Theres nothing wrong with that. Its not like my family thinks im celibate" he scoffed determined to overcome this little bump in the road. He wanted you to understand that his family wont judge you over an accident. Things like this happen and its just apart of life. No matter how unfortunate it is.

"How could i be with such a succulent, thick juicey mama and not snuggle a ravish you?" He hummed wiggling his brows at you drawing a light giggle from you.

"See there we go, theres the smile i love. Honestly no one is going to think anything less of you. I promise, they aren't like that. Besides they know all about you, they know your not a fling or one night stand" he squeezed you tighter as he spoke trying to help sooth you and build up your confidence.

"O-okay... i suppose but... im scared, i mean you cant have spokenthat much, they probably think im useing you or something" you uttered finally revealing the deepset fear you had over meeting his family. You were worried they would grill you, that they will be suspicious of you and the reasons for being with henry.

"Dont be so bloody stupid, they know all about you love. Ive been gushing about you to them just after our first week of messaging!" He scolded you with a stern look before softening his gaze when you whined threatening to get all flustered again. He quickly changed tactics and revealed that he'd already been talking about you to them.

"Really?" You blinked up at him shocked. Youd thought he ad kept you quiet, and thats why you hadnt spoken to any of his friends or family. You understood, your relationship was still quite new. It had only been the last two weeks or so that you felt it was becoming serious.

"Of course, they are excited to meet you. Especially mum she was over the moon when i told them i met up with you, shes been hohnding me about meeting you since" Henry added holding you in a serious gaze. He was eager to introduce you, it was cute. Like a little teenager who wanted to show off his first girlfriend to his family. You took a deep breath gathering your courage together befor noding to him. Youd introduce yourself to them.

Even though you had been embarrassed beyond belief you did want to meet his family, it was silly but meeting his family sort of making things officially official. And it wanst like you could exactly hide, besides what kind of impression would you leave if henry wasnt allowed to speak to them because of you? Not a very good one.

Henry pressed a kiss to your lips a sweet chaste kiss making your cheeks tint red. And then pulled back with a deep breath.

"Thank you love, i just know they are going to love you. Im a little worried they are going to love you more then me~"

"Well ifmthat happens i will be sure to put in a good word for you every now and then" you quipped cheekily before yelping as henry dived as you wrapping his arms around you tickling you.

You squeeked kicking and squirming laughing below him and he curled over you dragging his knees to the sofa to lean over you, cageing you whith his huge form whilst tickling you.

"Oh so thats how it is huh? Your here to steal my heart, clothes, food and family? I should have known a little siren when I see one" he huffed through his own chuckles as he continued his torture. His eyes were alight glowing a beautiful gleeful blue, the smile on his face was one of pure joy. You couldntnhelp think how stunning it wa to see him with such a childish delight. He was happy, truley happy. The type of happiness you cant contain. And honestly you were too.

"Oh no you caught me- agh henry fuck oh my god nooo, no stop it~ stooop hen!" You shouted through your laughter as tears began streaming down your face from the large bear of a mans perfected tickling technique. Finally he was secure in his victory and stopped. Before leaning down over you and stared into your eyes.

"Im excited for you to meet them, i cant wait for them to get to know you and fall inlove with you just like i have. You want to know why? Because you are perfect. Perfect for me, perfect for kal, perfect for my family for my life." Your heart melted, eyes began watering as his sweet words sank in. You felt as if your heart would burst for him.

"I always worried that with my career and life i could never have a real relationship. That i wouldnt settle down. I thought that no woman could really handle it,me being away travelling and then when im home having to deal with the papperazzi" you clung onto every word, he'd never been this open with you, this raw. Not since youd met in person for the first time. The vulnerability made you weak, you just wanted to wrap him up and cuddle him. It was a travesty that this amazingly sweet gentle man had to worry about such things. Whoever had put these silly ideas and worries in his head better pray to god they never crossed paths with you, because they will not get out unscathed.

"And now i have you. ive never fallen for a woman who so easily become such a huge part of my life so quickly. You are the woman i have spent my life looking for. I love you, and i swear one day Im going to marry you" you froze gasping as he anounced his plans. You hadn't been prepared for it, you dont think you could ever be prepared for such a confident statment. Like it was inevitable and he was just waiting untill it was socially acceptable to marry you.

"Hen; what you cant mean that? Its still so early" you finally found your voice unsure of you were reading this wrong, that he was joking. But he shook his head at you before speaking.

"I meant every single word, you are the rest of my life"He sikenced your doubts instantly. He was a man of his word and determined. You made to placate him with a 'we'll see' but the tv lit up as the zoom call request came in again making you just about jump out of your skin.

"Now what do you say we introduce you to the inlaws?" He uttered cheekily sitting up right offering a hand to you. You grinned suddeny feeling more secure then you ever had done in your life. Henry helped you sit up and tucked you next to him sending you a quick wink before answering the call. The tv then lit up with different veiws.

"Hey everyone, i think its about time i introduce someone special. This gorgeous women is y/n, the love of my life" henry spoke quickly directing the conversation away from anything that might embarrass you. You smiled waving shyly as a chorus of excited greetings and introductions began. And just like that all of your fears and doubts washed away. You could see what henry meant, you could already feel his family were down to earth people.

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sissy-foot-addict · 2 years

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"babe i told you to get out of here, my boyfriend is coming over any second now and i dont want him seeing you in here again!!!"

"last time i let you watch him fuck me, you completely soiled your diaper and the whole room smelled like shit!! it was disgusting!!

you're horny seeing me like this?? ugh you're so obsessed with me!! fine... come here, I'll let you worship and kiss my feet until you cum. but after that you're going back into your nursery and you're gonna play until he leaves!! understood? good, now come here!"

"ugh hurry up! you always came so fast when we used to have sex, but now it takes you forever to cum????? the whole reason i turned you into a diaper wearing sissy baby is because your cock was so small and you would cum after like 5 seconds!!

take that pacifier out and put my toe in your mouth, maybe now you'll cum a bit sooner!

*SPURT SPURT SPURT*

took you long enough, now go away! of course I'm not changing your cummy diaper!! he's coming over any minute, so leave before i drag you out myse-

*PPPPFFFFRRRRRBBBBLLLLTTTTT*

EW! are you serious!?!? now this room is gonna smell like your mess again!! ugh go to your nursery right now! and stay in your cummy messy diaper, I'll deal with your ass later! i cant believe i let you cum, and this is what you do! you're gonna get locked up for a loooong time loser!"

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cuddl3s4shur1 · 1 year

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Thought You Could Get Away

Yandere Shuri x Friend Black fem

Summary: As you try to get the Dora Miljae to understand you and what you saw . Yet they don’t listen to you at all.That leads you to take matters into your own hands. Which leads you in a facility. You are escaped from shuri but not for long before you where kidnapped.

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Timeline:After Wakanda forever

One shot or series: Series

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Y/n’s Pov

“You have to believe I’m not fucking crazy it was queen shuri “ you yell at some random Dora Miljae. “People who’s crazy say there not crazy so ma,am be honest “I am being honest if you would stop having your head up your ass you would see that MY BEST FRIEND WAS KILLED BY QUEEN SHURI IM NOT MAKING SHIT UP” you tell at them. You can tell they didn't care at all they weren't going to believe you because being honest she's the queen. Why would they think she's a murderer? “Ma, am we are trying to help you-” you cut them not wanting to here them anymore. “If you were trying to help me you would try to look for clues so you're not helping me “ you say snapping at them. You weren't going to let this case be unsolved.”Ma, am we cant help you if your lying and yelling and or screaming” they say trying to calm you down. “Mhm ok whatever you say rolling your eyes at them. “I and my friend have bracelets so if she needs helps I will get an alert I got the alert and went to the location to see queen Shuri dragging my friend. “ you say as you have a tear down your face. “Lady we told you to stop lying this is the 15 time you have lied on if you lie again we will have to take you to a cell. “Fine I’ll just leave “

You left the Dora Miljae report center and took matters until your own hands . You where going to go to the palace they where having a meeting so this was them time to spread the word.

You wore a black suit it was like your power color. You needed the power color because you had to be in power about sharing this moment in your life. Thinking about how your friend ari almost became 6 feet deep hunts you.

(Outfit idea you can imagine whatever)

You knock on the door where the meeting was held . You hear someone makes the way to the door. “Are you supposed to be here “ a Dora Miljae questions you. “Yes I have a statement that is needed” you exclaim. “Come in” they say as they wait for you to walk in . You walk in and stop at the center instead of sitting down

“There is a murder in this room. You may know that recently a murder has been rooming the streets of wakanda. But did you know that a day ago that murder would tried to kill my best friend Ari Simmons. I’m going to tell the story from the beginning. I was on the phone with queen shuri and I told her something that happened at work . I ended the call and watched tv for a good 3 hours until I got a notification from my friend. She sent me her location. I went to the location to see the person in all black . They where about Shuri’S height and I asked a question “what are you doing with my friend “ and than SHURI responded with “I can explain” you fellow queen is a murder of more than my bestfriend but the other people who have went missing “ you say as you end your statement .

“Gaurds take her away” shuri yells . “You’re mad that I’m right “ . You make your final statement before the gaurds dragged you out of the palace.

The two Dora Miljae from earlier where your drivers to some place. “We told you if you did anymore radical statements we would take you cell but you crossed the line we’re taking you to a mental health facility “ they say yelling at you.

The Dora Miljae forces you to walk in the facility. You put up a 0 fight if you did it would make it worse . You walked into the entrance and see a young lady standing. Infront of you . You gesture the two lady’s to get off you. “You must be y/n” the lady says with a smile . “Oh yes that’s me “ you exclaim faking a smile. “Well looks like I have to give you a tour “

The young lady gives you tour and tells you your daily schedule . “This will be your roommate and your room” She says as she opens the room door. You see a guy laying on the twin sized bedroom.

You walk into the room and take a seat on the other twin bed. “So what are you in here for “ the guy says as he turns around . “Being honest I’m in here for telling the truth of a murder “ you say annoyed . “Looks like that makes 2 “ you look at the guy more “kev?” You question the guy . “Y/n” he asks back at you. You two get up to hug .

For the next couple minutes you and kev told why you were in here and what was going on.

“Looks like the duo is back as where here to start chaos” kev explains. “You know it “ you say smiling.

“So how’s your powers going “ kev asks . It was only a couple people who knew .”it’s been hard try to keep in under wraps but you know I rarely use it “ you explain to kev.

You had powers for the darkness with the power you had more speed and strength when using it. The darkness also found you as the owner of the dark so it would protect you . You could also use it to manipulate your surroundings so if you where in any bad situation that situation would become bad for the other .

“You barley using it is good but what if just comes out” he says getting scared.

With your powers if you don’t use is comes out during a random time you can tell when it’s going to happen .

“I should be good for a good minute” you say ending the convo . The young lady from earlier opens the door “Y/n someone would like to talk to you” You roll your eyes hoping it’s not who you think it is.

You make your way to the visiting center . You see a empty table with queen shuri sitting on the other side.

“Excuse me can I go back to my room I don’t want to talk to my visitor” you exclaim to the young lady. “Y/n I recommend that you talk to the young lady she may want to help you get out” the young lady says as she smiles.

You walk over to the table and sit across from shuri.” What do you want “ you ask her confused. “Y/n let me take you home “ she says trying to be nice . “No shuri I’m not going anywhere with you” you spat at her.”Y/n you need me to protect you and I can’t protect you if your in this place” she says acting like she cares . “I’d rather be in the facility than be with you” you get up from the chair and you go back to your room.

“Kev We gonna break outa this mf “ you say as you walk in the room.”Where we gonna go” he asks you. “We’re going to go to my place and where going to have to leave wakanda I’m not going to stay here knowing I basically have a stalker “ you exclaim. “Alright”

You and kev thought of the plan and how you guys where going to breakout .

“So we got a plan” you ask kev with a smirk. “Hell yeah” he says.

The plan know started now

Shuri’s Pov

“CHECK HER HOUSE CHECK IT FOR CLUES ON WHATEVER AND AFTER YOUR GOING TO BREAK IN THE FACILITY AND GET HER AND KILL THE KEVIN GUY” I yell at the guards . “DONT JUST STAND THERE GET TO WORK” I spat yelling at my team

Y/n she was beautiful a angel she was my sunshine. And I would anything to make her mine. I killed people for her yet she doesn’t even care. She cares for someone else . Her old friend Kev. I don’t get what she sees and him. So that means I have to get him away from her.

“Ms. Shuri…” A quiet lady calls my name . “What “ I ask confused on what she wanted to tell me . “Y/n and the kev guy broke out the facility and they don’t know where she is “ . “If you don’t find her I will you like I did the others “ I say yelling at the lady . “I’m- I’m sorry Ms. Shuri “ . “Send out a amber alert and searching for her as we speak”

Y/n’s Pov

As I look at my apartment from afar I see Dora Miljae coming out of the complex . “Where not going to go to my apartment where going to have to go by foot- “ you stop talking to kev as hands cover your mouth.

You start to scream but it’s muffled. You begin to use your powers against the person even though you put up a fight until you stopped

You lost kev but you also hoped he was alive because if it was up to Shuri (which it is)he’s going to end up

Dead

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