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lunarcat982 · 3 months

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ok so here's chapter 1 of a story I'm writing I've already written the first 3 chapters so will prob post them at some point. Also this is rly long so if u want me to post further chapters like split into different posts or something js say! and pls give ideas and feedback (it won't be perfect so I'll defo need like improvements lol) :))

Chapter 1

Meet Felix

Felix sighed as he walked down the crowded hallway of his school, his thoughts drowning in the chatter and enjoyment within his peers. you could vaguely hear his timid footsteps echo around the school. He had bags under his eyes with a tint of red. He’d been crying again. It was so hard sometimes… It hurt. He couldn’t bear it. It was the end of another day just like the others, painful, emotionless and hell. Felix's phone buzzed in his blazer pocket, probably mum or dad asking him for something as they always do. Oh… it was Isabell. They used to be friends a few weeks back, good friends, but she said she wanted to find some new ‘people’ and maybe find love, or some generic shit like that anyway. He couldn't remember what she said exactly, but it didn’t help with his mental state, she was one of the few people who kept him at least a little happy in this fucked up world. Haha probably the only person, and then when she went away, he couldn’t help feeling empty and alone, not even his parents talked to him anymore.

Apparently, she wanted to meet him somewhere today at 4:00, she wanted to talk about how things are going and maybe hang out a bit more. Felix managed a meek smile, maybe he did have someone to relate to, maybe his existence wasn’t so meaningless. He was getting his hopes up, that was the mistake.

Felix walked up the steep hill that led to the long winding road that accommodated his house. His feet gently smothered browning leaves that had recently fallen from their respective branches. He had already started conjuring up what to say, what to ask. The only problem was getting out of his house after he was in it, of course mum would start bombarding him with questions about girlfriends if he brought up the fact he was going out with a girl. He would have to lie, not that it meant anything, it was almost instinctive now. He just couldn't get why they didn't understand he wasn't interested in any girls! It angered him more than it should have.

He had arrived, he stood tiresomely in front of the bleak grey door he knew only too well; something about impressing the neighbours, his mum had said. Lazily he pulled on the handle and slowly opened and closed the door. Nothing, he was safe. Carefully Felix ascended the stairs and changed into something more suitable than his confining uniform; and yet even after this he still felt constricted by his parents' choice of clothes, he yearned for something more… expressive. It-it didn't matter now, he had to go, he was going to be late. He was downstairs now, and was about to leave, but.

“And just where do you think you’re goin?” her voice was slurred and slow, she had been drinking again. Felix sighed, “I-I’m going to see a friend”

“Which friend!” His mother snapped at him drawing another gulp of wine from one of her already half empty glasses.

“It’s a boy mum! Okay?” Felix said, actively avoiding looking at the mess, which was his birth mother, he couldn’t stand to see anyone, not even her like this.

“Eugh, fuckin’ hell Felix, you keep on seein’ all these boys, you’re gonna end up a fag,”

Felix shut his eyes and tried ignoring the comment, even though the anger was begging to be let out. He never supported his mum’s or, well, the whole town's view on the LGBTQ+ community. But he couldn’t think about that right now, he needed to go, and with that his mum slunk back into the living room in which all the blinds were drawn down, and Felix swung the door open and slammed it shut behind him, ready to see an old friend.

He was starting to smile more now, he felt heavy weights he’d been carrying for God knows how long lift off him. He felt a sense of escape rush over him; escape from his family? guilt? He wasn’t sure, but it made him feel better and that's all that mattered right now. And then it hit him, they hadn’t even organised an area to meet up. That was stupid of him. He quickly pried the phone from his pocket and texted asking to meet at… maybe Grey Heart woods? Yeah, that was a good place, he had an idea of something to show her. Felix smiled at the thought of this, he hadn’t been given the chance to express his interests for a long while now and he was eager to do so. His phone buzzed in his hand “yh ok” she replied.

15 minutes later Felix was outside the field by Grey Heart woods, he used to hang out here, back when everything was simpler, and he didn’t feel alone all the time. This was where he first met Isabell, they were both 13, wow 2 years ago. Heh, time flies when you have nothing to do with your life.

At this moment Felix realised Isabell was nowhere to be seen, he checked his phone: 16:01. She was late, eh it was ok people are often late- he had suggested the meeting spot rather late. It only bothered him when he was late, he couldn’t stand that- it made him very uncomfortable; he still wasn’t sure why.

5 minutes passed and eventually he saw her come out of an opening to the right. She still had glasses although they were new, a ginger ponytail hung from the back of her head and she seemed more confident than the last team he saw her, taller too. He put on a smile and tried cleaning the mop of black hair that draped over his forehead. In truth he was nervous, it had been so long, and he didn’t want to lose this like he lost it before.

They walked towards each other, both smiling, “H-hi!” he said, raising a hand to wave, his attempts at hiding his nervous-ness were poor. “Hellooo!” she giggled. He smiled at this, she hadn’t changed, quirky and weird.

“Heheh, so how have you been? It's been a long time, "he said, more confident now. “Well, let's see, parents still divorced check, no friends check, oh! And still single, definitely check," "and you?” she asked with a beaming smile.

“Wow ok, let me think, I’ve been rotting away in my room, been crying in the school bathrooms and been completely and utterly alone,” he said, hinting at how much her sudden leaving hurt him.

“Yeah, I’ll cheers to that!” She said, distracted, looking into the woods to the left of them both. “So, you wanna go in?” she asked signalling towards the woods

“Um yeah sure,” “I actually have something to show you!” he said remembering what he was planning. “Oh, you do, do you?” she said once again with that cheeky smile.

They’d been walking for around 5 minutes into the woods now and Isabell was getting restless, “when are we getting there?” she asked.

“Hehe don’t worry we’re nearly there, I promise”,

she wasn’t convinced, he could tell. And she was starting to move her body closer to his as they walked. That was... new, eh it's probably nothing.

Finally, the pair came to a stop in front of a large tree, around 5 metres up the trunk were 10 wooden planks nailed into various branches, although some appeared to be losing their grip and leaning off the edges. “Um what's this?”

“A treehouse!” He said. He was feeling more open with her now, he didn’t mind her judgement.

“okayy , how are we gonna get up?” she said a little more interested now.

“Ladder!” he said, smiling and gesturing towards an arrangement of horizontal wooden slabs scaling the trunk of the tree.

Isabell frowned at the state of the wood but climbed it, nevertheless. Felix followed her up, close behind, smiling more and more. He missed this place.

Eventually, the two of them had reached the top, Felix was surprised at how well the place had held up, only a few patches of moss growing here and there. “So, what were you gonna bring me up here for again?” She said, her voice smoother and fluid. It was probably just him.

“Well,” he said, a little nervous, again, “I actually wanted to show you something I’m really interested in… paradoxes!” he said, smiling once more.

She frowned at this, “what?” she said coldly.

“Y'know, a statement or question that contra-”

“Are you kidding me?”

“W-what?”

“I’ve been acting like all nice for you, like we used to be” “And this is what I get…” “Felix, I LIKE you”

“I” He didn't know what to do, he was panicking and confused.

She sighed, “I guess I’ll have to do it myself” she whispered as to not let him hear. He did. “Felix, I’m sorry” she started cooing, that same smooth tone in her voice again, “come on we can just be together, I Know you like me” she started moving towards him on her hands and knees. He froze, he didn’t know what to do and was so confused. She was on him now. “W-” he managed to get the start of a word out before she pressed her lips against his own, closing her eyes she moved her hand to his cheek. He felt her tongue progressing towards his mouth, his back now pressed against the wood beneath him, as she leaned into him. He was scared, so scared, he didn’t like this. Without thinking he pushed against her, releasing himself from her clutch. She got back onto her knees and looked at him with disgust. He hadn't realised, he was now crying, and his eyes were now red with worry. “Fuck you!” she said now angry, “Y-you freak!” she was hurt too, and he could tell in her voice she was on the brink of tears herself. Without warning she descended the ladder two steps at a time, and ran away from him, all the while he sat there, tears rolling down his red cheeks. Felix sat there for half an hour more, crying harder than he had in months, as that word repeated over and over in his head, “Freak”.

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doloresstarfish · 8 months

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BROKE YOUR OWN HEART

(Can't Finish What You Start)

Remus Lupin & Original Male Character

tw: slight referenced abuse, angst, scars, drug mention

Summary

CHAPTER TWO

The day at the internship was fine, Remus thought. They made him walk around with paper coffee cups like that was going to make him a better interviewer, but it was fine. He got handed his schedule for the rest of the summer break by the sweet old secretary- Olga. And prayed it didn't clash with Elliot's shifts.

So he got out at six thirty and killed time at a public library until seven, when he had to meet Elliot at the factory. It was a short walk, ten minutes later his eyes found the relaxed figure of Elliot, who was leaning against a dirty wall, freshly lit cigarrette hanging from his lips and smoke spiraling above his head. He hugged himself, wanting to get rid of the chilly air this hour of the day seemed to bring. People were scattering around him, collegues that were also finishing their shift and going home for the day.

"Hey" Remus greeted him when he was close enough.

"Hey. Ready?" Elliot asked. They inmediately started walking shouder to shoulder to the bus station, engaging in some small talk until they got on the bus and aching for a soft bed.

"How was the internship?" Elliot asked him after they both found their way to the seats, tighs brushing lightly against each other.

"It was fine, I guess. Juggled coffee cups around all day" Elliot snickered. "Hey! Don't laugh at me"

"I'm not. That's a perfectely worthy task to do" Remus rolled his eyes playfully and shoved him. "What was it? Some newspaper company?" He furrowed his eyebrows, trying to remember exactly what Remus said. He hummed.

"Yes. I've been thinking I would like to be a journalist, so It's perfect. My mum got it for me. Said she had some 'contacts'. I still don't know what she meant by that, she works at a bakery" Remus answered with a smile.

"So no magic related things? After Hogwarts, I mean"

"Well, I dont know, actually. I suppose I could be a Wizarding World journalist, but I'm seeing where this goes. I still got time" Elliot nodded. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Do you know what will you do after Hogwarts?" Elliot seemed to grow uncomfortable, shifting slightly in his seat and getting his eyes off of Remus's. He shrugged.

"Keep bending car parts at the factory, I guess. Maybe I'll get promoted to getting paid full minimum wage, who knows? Sounds good to me" he said bitterly, yet attempting to make a joke out of it. But Remus didn't laugh.

Elliot knew how fucking lame he was. He spended all day pushing buttons and lifting compressing machines to arrive home with grease stained clothes and skin in an attempt to put a little more food on the table for his family. He never did good at school, in Howgarts it was even worse. He couldn't change a teacup into a frog if his life depended on it. The only reason he kept going every year was because it meant a mouth less to feed during the year and charging an unreasonable amount of money to wizards for lit assignments was easier. That way he could still send money to his mother while being away. There was also the fact that his father's anger seemed to decrease when he wasn't in the house, so that meant less trouble for everyone too.

When he saw Remus on his front door earlier that day, he thought he could kill him right there on the spot -he was sure he could find some sketchy neighbour to get rid of the body-, making him forget that he ever saw him. It's not that he was embarassed by the way his life was, but it would be easier if he had a nicer home to go back to evey day.

And Remus was the first person in six years he was a little more than aquaintances with. He would have liked it more if everything too personal was kept as far away as possible. He spended way too much time alone at Hogwarts for this absolute dork to break all the walls he had constructed over the years. He had let his guard down, that was his fault.

Friends were useless, it wasn't like they would ever see eachother after graduating. So who cared if Remus Lupin saw how messed up his life actually was? Who cared if he saw the scars that littered his body? As long as he didn't tried to kiss them better, the boy could keep all his teeth in his mouth. Maybe he'll get freaked out and not speak a single word to him next year. Maybe that's for the best.

"I think you could do better than that" Remus looked at Elliot like he could see right through all his bullshit. He scoffed.

"Like what? Average wage? I think that's hopeful thinking, even for yo-"

"I'm serious" Remus interrupted him firmly, as if he was convinced Elliot could be the fucking king of England if he wanted to.

"Yeah, me too, Remus" he said in such a tone Remus knew the conversation was over. Still, he opened his mouth to fight, but quickly closed it when the bus came to a halt at their stop.

They thanked the driver and walked through the streets under an uncomfortable silence, just like before. There were more people outside now, though, mostly drunks, but some normal people were headed to town, since it was friday night. Remus was so tired he couldn't even think about going out.

"Listen, Remus" Elliot stopped them before opening the door to his house. He looked at Remus straight in the eyes with that same stern face he saw him using with Eric earlier. "I don't mind that you are here, really, I don't" he shook his head when Remus went to say something "No. Listen. It's all good, but if I ever tell you to go to my room and close the door, you do it. You understand, right?"

"I don't-"

"Remus. You understand, right?" He repeated a little louder.

"Yeah. Yeah. I understand"

"Good" he took the key out of his pocket and opened the door, being welcomed by warm lights and the smell of a home cooked dinner. Finally closing it behind Remus "I'm home!"

"Hi, honey! Oh! You brought a friend?" said a small woman that was steering something in a big pot. She gave Remus a big smile before heading to kiss his son's cheek.

"Uh, yeah. Ma, this is Remus. He'll crash in my room for a couple days" as fast as it appeared, her smile dropped as she looked severely at Elliot, hands on her hips. Remus believed she and Euphemia Potter would get along well.

"Elio! I told you I didn't want more drug addicts "crashing" in my house!" She whispered at him even thought Remus could hear them perfectly. He also wondered why did she have to ask him that in the first place.

"He's not a drug addict! He's from school. Christ, he's dressed like a librarian, a drug addict doesn't dress like this" Elliot responded in a normal tone, signaling to Remus's lanky figure with his hand, making the boy laugh and his mothers smile return.

"Oh, it's okay, then. Nice to meet you, Remus" they shook hands.

"A pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Faye"

"What a polite boy. I really do hope you actually aren't a drug addict"

"I'm not, ma'am"

"Good. And call me Marian" she looked at her son "Elio, go say hi to Dom, he's with Lupe and Eric in their room. He's been screaming for you all day long"

"I'll take a shower first, I'm disgusting. Don't wanna dirty him" she nodded as both boys started heading to Elliot's room "You wanna go next? I'll save you hot water"

"No, it's okay. I prefer morning showers, either way" Elliot looked at him disgusted.

"So you're a masochist" Remus laughed.

Elliot grabbed some things from the bedroom and dissapeared in the hallway, leaving the sandy haired boy alone. He looked around. There were a couple posters on the walls, The Clash and T-Rex -of course-, a lot of baby stuff laying around, some toys on top of the messy dresser and an old faded black guitar in a corner. Elliot's bed was on the right side of the room and Dom's crane was at the feet of the bed.

A couple minutes later Elliot was back from the shower, curls dripping water and wearing only a pair of underwear. Remus quickly busied his eyes with Marc Bolan's guitar while the other boy got into some comfortable clothes. Long sleeves this time.

"Let's go" When they got out of the room Dominic's little figure was waiting for them on the floor next to the couch, playing with a sock that was laying around. Elliot crouched and opened his arms the instant he saw him with a big smile "Hello, my little munckin!" He said in a sing-songy, kinda creepy voice. Dominic instantly started laughing and crawling up to him. Elliot held him close to his chest and left kisses on his pudgy cheeks while they got closer to the table that was finishing being set by Eric and Lupe.

"He'll start walking pretty soon!" said Marian, starting to fill the empty plates with some kind of casserole while everyone took their sits, Remus on Elliot's right, who had his mother in front of him. Across from Remus was Eric and Lupe was next to him. There was no one on the end of the table.

"Good. I can start oredering him to make me sandwiches" said Lupe making them laugh.

"Not on my watch" Elliot told her, althought there was a smile on his face.

"So you are a wizard too, Remus?" Marian asked him.

"Yes. I've met Elliot at Hogwarts. We are in the same house"

"I wish I could do magic" pouted Eric, stabbing a carrot with his fork. "You never do" he recriminated to his older brother.

"That's because I'm shit at it"

"How can you be even be able to do magic and suck at it?" Lupe looked at him incredulous.

"Well, magic is quite hard, actually" said Remus softly, trying to defend his friend.

"Oh, come on! Mr. Top of the Class" Elliot made light fun of him.

"You're top of the class?" The girl asked him, eyebrows raised and mocking smile, laughing sterically when Remus shrugged, embarassed. Quickly Eric followed and that made Dominic laugh, wich made the rest of them smile.

Remus looked at Elliot, as to ask him why were they laughing so hard. "Down here in Jaywick being top of the class isn't a good thing" he explained "But don't mind her. She's a bully" he said, more to Lupe than to him.

"I'm not!" Her laugh dissipated.

"Stop. Don't fight" Marian said, smile still on her face.

"Mom! You're starting to sound like Elliot" said Lupe, looking at her brother with annoyed eyes. Remus could see something snap in the boy's dark eyes.

"You know, in normal families, I should be the one starting to sound like her" he leaned into the table, careful not to squash the baby still on his lap. A challenging look on his face.

The air felt heavy around them, only the sound of forks against the plastic dishes being heard. "Don't" was the only thing Eric said, looking between his siblings.

Elliot was so, so tired. He would never admit it but having to be like a parent on top of a provider, on top of a seventeen year old on top of student was fucking exhausting. And he was annoyed, because it wasn't rare that Lupe would say things just to hurt him. He got it, she was a kid about to go through puberty and he was the one having to boss her around. Hell, he was raising her. He was awful at that age too, probably even worse. But a little gratitude wouldn't hurt nobody.

And he couldn't get why their mother wouldn't just do the job herself, it was her's, after all. He absolutely loved his family, but sometimes he just wanted to crawl up on his bed and never have to get up again. If there was something keeping him from doing just that, it was the urge to give them something he never had: the opportunity to be a kid, to not having to find ways to make a little money at ten years old.

They finished the food in silence and Elliot quickly washed the dishes before heading to his room. He prepared Remus's bed next to his and left him alone so the boy could change to his pijamas in peace. When he came back he cradled Dominic in his arms and layed in his bed with the baby fast asleep between his body and the wall.

Elliot rubbed his eyes tiredly. "You okay?" Asked Remus from his own laying position, trying to play it cool. He nodded, but Remus wasn't convinced.

"Yeah"

"I saw your tattoos, earlier. Do they have any meanings?" That was another way of saying I saw you. I saw your way of ornamenting your body other than with scars and burns. But all he could do now was attempt to get a normal conversation out of Elliot. And then again, he wanted to know everything about him. He thought that could be a good start.

Elliot looked like he was trying to make up his mind about something, debating with himself "Uh... yeah. Yeah. Fuck it" He muttered the last part and slid his shirt above his head to let Remus see his torso.

There were more scars and a couple of healing bruises. But in Remus eyes, he looked absolutely mesmerizing. Elliot had never asked him about his own scars, wich were in more visible places than his, and he always felt grateful for that. So he wouldn't ask him about his, either. Elliot was relieved.

They both sat up on their matresses.

"Uh, some of them are stupid. I got the fawn on a night out, I was high out of my mind and me and a friend saw a deer in the middle of town. We thought it was crazy, so we inmediately got to the closest tattoo parlour" Remus laughed lightly at the story. He then pointed to the flower in his bicep "This was the logo of the record shop my mom worked at back in California. She used to always bring me the ones that didn't sell" he then pointed to the spike in his neck, looking up so Remus could see it "Got this for the year I spent in juvie. McGonagall let me take the 4th year exams all at once, barely passed the year" Remus suddenly remebered that he, in fact, hadn't seen Elliot for the entirety of 4th year. Back then he thought he would never catch a glimpse of him again, but showed up next year.

"What did you get in for?" He asked, fearing he got a little too confident with his question. But Elliot shrugged disdainfully, like he thought it was unfair they locked him in.

"I dealed for a while. Offered Xanax to a stressed looking lady on the street and the bitch ratted me out"

"You dealt at forteen? No wonder she did" said Remus, laughing lightly. Elliot smiled.

"Hey, am I here to talk about my tattoes or juvie?" Remus rolled his eyes playfully and waited for Elliot to continue the tour around his skin. Pointed to the shaky heart on his other bicep "I was dumb enough to let an eleven year old Gia do this one on me with a friends brand new tattoo gun" Remus vocifered his agreement with the boy's past statement "I was an angsty thirteen year old. Leave me alone" the blonde laughed and Elliot twisted his body to show him his back "Apple is Dom's middle name. Eric chose it. Self explanatory" he lastly pointed to the one on his chest. It was a drawing of a man with his arms crossed hanging upside down by one of his ankles "This signifies a waiting phase. Reminds me to slow down and take a step back before making a decision. God knows I've taken too many bad ones already" he finished, laying back on the bed and resting his forearms under his head. "Night" he said before Remus could mutter anything.

Elliot turned off the light and gave his back to Remus, huging the sleeping baby close to his chest.

"... Good night, Elliot"

Elliot fell asleep thinking about how much he wished everything could be different. Remus fell asleep grateful for being able to mutter Elliot's name the next day.

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tokusmuts · 2 years

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We wanna love you, together! (Chapter 1)

Character: Yui Asakura, Yume Shinjo x Hidden Male Character

Word count: 2502 words

Category: Threesome, blowjob, anal sex, doggy

Enjoy!

30 minutes have passed, and I am still sitting in the car in front of Asakura's house waiting for her to shower and wash her hair. Outside, the dark clouds gathered, making me even more impatient because the weather forecast said it would rain soon. It would be boring to wait like that anymore, so I parked the car there and entered the house to see if I could help her. And it turned out that she hadn't finished yet because she was bathing while dancing to the music. It wasn't until I knocked lightly on the door that she dried herself with a towel and walked out. Yui was wearing only an oversized sweater that reached down to her knees.

"Why did you call me out so early?"

“I don't even want to call! Because it's about to rain, I don't want to have to try to see the road when the wipers keep wiping in front of me!"

“Oh, I forgot that! Come on, let's go!"

“Are you going to just dress like this?”

"I'm going to my friend's house, not meeting your guests!"

"Okay, fine! Let's go then!"

Today we decided to go to Yui's friend Yume Shinjo's house to have a hot pot together in this rainy weather, and also to let Yui escape from the noise from the neighbour's drill. We got in the car and moved quickly to Yume's house - an apartment building on the 15th floor. As I expected, we had just arrived and parked the car under the garage when it started to rain heavily. Up to the 15th floor, the elevator door opened and we saw Yume with only a blue shirt that was almost thigh-length waiting for us, Yume very excitedly welcomed Yui's arrival, she also greeted me, just is slightly more enthusiastic than Yui. Probably because this is my first time going to her house because Yume has only come to our house to play for a long time. As soon as I entered the house, the hot pot was ready on the dining table. The two girls just sat down to eat and then talked about a lot of stories, suddenly I dropped the chopsticks in my hand under the table, I just bent down to pick them up when I caught sight of Yume's excellent legs, especially her juicy thighs, but I had to pick it up right before creating any doubts.

30 minutes later...

After finishing the hot pot, Yume took the initiative to get the fruit for dessert. When she reached the cupboard to retrieve the plate, it caught my eye again because her shirt fluttered up alongside her arms leaving her legs fully exposed. Along with it is a small part of her nude colour panties which embrace her surprisingly round butt. It turns out that the girls at their house dress so comfortably, no wonder Yui and Yume are best friends, but since Yui is here with me, I don't dare do anything. But for a while, Yume was still struggling with the plate in the top row, so I decided to help Yume because Yui was even shorter than Yume. I took the plate down easily, I also took a glance at the inside of her shirt, her breasts weren't as big as Yui's but just enough for them to stick together when she put on her nude bra. The three of us sat watching TV attentively when Yume got a phone call from the shipper.

“Can you come down and pick up the goods for me, Yui? I bought this for you too!”

"Remember to pay me back!"

“Okay!”

Yui put on the shorts that were hanging on the hanger next to the bathroom and went down with her bag. Yume watched Yui until she got out of the house, she was still standing there looking at something

“What are you looking at so intently, Yume?” - I wonder

Yume then closed the door and went to the bedroom, and as soon as she got to the door, she turned around and called me in. I walked up to her and she grabbed her hand and pulled me in, the door to the room was just locked. She pushed me onto the bed, she walked over to the window and closed the curtains, slowly taking off her shirt so it fell to the ground revealing her entire body from behind, all the laces of her nude colour lingerie were behind her, then she walked over to me and sat down on my lap, face to face. Yume's sudden and unexpected actions confused me, but there was still the overwhelming sensation of her buttocks and thighs touching my skin directly.

“W… what are you doing?”

"Come on! You're starting to crave me yourself, I know what parts of my body you've been looking at!"

“It's just…I…”

"Don't be shy, because I've wanted you for a long time too. It was only until today that she and I completed this plan. She wants me and her to share our love with you. What do you think?" - Yume said that and gave me her first kiss

The kiss was so unexpected, even more, surprising considering everything Yume had done up until now. It felt like Yume had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and this plan that Yume and Yui worked on together seemed to be just waiting for the right time to do it. Listening to Yume say exactly what I want also helps me more naturally to accept the loves that Yume is with me and will give me from now on.

"Looks like you don't give me any other choices, huh? But what about Yui?”

“She will be joining soon! I and you just slowly enjoy together first and the three of us will reach the top together!"

Yume pulled me into another kiss that was slower and softer, but I also got to enjoy her lips more fully as my hands began to caress her sides, the kisses slowly spreading down her neck before she pushed my head away. She slowly put her hands behind her back and pulled the bra straps, her hands caught the bra that fell just below her chest, she grabbed the bra strap with two fingers and turned the inside of it towards me, I supported her taking it and began to inhale the wonderful scent of her breasts emanating from inside her bra.

"How do you feel? Does it smell good?” - Yume asked with a sexy voice

“This scent is so perfect, which makes me want to suck your breasts right now!”

I brought my head straight to one of her breasts and suckled her nipple. Her nipples are small, but lying on a full breast makes each sucking more enjoyable. I sucked and sucked again, and played with it again with my tongue, while my other hand was trying to enjoy her bare breasts in the palm of my hand, from the softness of her skin to her erected nipples. She also began to let out louder moans.

“That's right…suck on my breasts…I love it…ah”

By this time, Yui had come home and heard Yume's moans, she was glad to know that Yume was also allowed to have sex with me from now on. But first, she had to join the fun, she took off her shorts and hung them on the hanger, and then she also took off her oversized sweater, now only her white underwear. Yui slowly opened the door and stepped inside, then closed the door. Yume was moaning continuously under the constant stimulation of her nipples because I turned to look at Yui and motioned to join in. Yui took off her bra and went over to kneel on the bed, she pulled me away from Yume's chest and brought the tip of her nipple back and forth to my lips.

“You dare suck on Yume's breasts before I come back? So now I'm punishing you for sucking on both of our breasts together. You have to take turns sucking, or both my nipples and Yume's will go into your mouth at the same time!"

“I will do anything for both of my wonderful lovers!”

Not letting her nipple play on my lips any longer, I took it and started sucking on Yui's breasts as I did with Yume. My hands now have a new job of stroking those two cunts waiting to be touched. Yume's moans are now mixed with Yui's moans to create a wonderful concert. I suckled on Yui's breasts for a while then switched to Yume's again, over and over again, and ended when I was sucking on both nipples at the same time, a strange but stimulating experience. I pushed them both down on the bed, slowly taking off their panties one at a time, then tossing them all to the floor. I looked at the two wet cunts and wondered which one to enjoy first. And then I decided to choose Yume first because I was only getting to enjoy her upper part anyway. I buried my face between Yume's legs and began to explore Yume's insides with my tongue while Yui moved down between my legs and started sucking my dick. Yume groaned incessantly and I was also filled with pleasure from enjoying Yume's cunt while Yui took good care of my cock. I sucked on Yume's cunt, then turned to lick her thigh again.

“Don't stop, honey. I'm going to cum!" - Yume said in between moans

“Hurry and shoot me in the mouth because I want to know how great they taste of Yume's love for me is! I'm going to cum too, Yui!"

Yume clamped my head on her thigh when I was about to climax, and Yui increased the speed of moving up and down with my dick and squeezed her breasts as well. And then Yume shot in my mouth, I shot in Yui's mouth. I then pulled Yui up and lay with Yume on the sides while I lay in the middle. I put my dick in Yume's cunt and started thrusting while my mouth sucked on Yui's breasts and my fingers dug into her cunt which make the two girls together groan in wonderful sounds. My other hand also reaches her butt squeezing and also pushing her cunt deeper with my dick, and my legs are being clamped by both of them. Even though I'm thrusting Yume's pussy continuously, I can't forget her breasts, sometimes even though I still fiddle with Yui's breasts, I still find Yume's breasts to be fair.

“How do you two feel? Are you happy?"

“Yes…it's great!” - both girls replied in unison

Having made love to Yui so many times, this is the first time I've been pushed into a girl's pussy that can give me the same pleasure as Yui is Yume, the feeling where I just want to shoot as many as possible at inside of her. After I shot Yume a lot inside, I turned to Yui and did the same thing I did to Yume, just like that, both of their cunts were filled with my sperm. But the fun couldn't stop, and this time I was able to change shifts so that the two girls could take the initiative. Yume sat on my face to press her cunt straight down into my mouth while Yui sat on top of me, she inserted my dick into her pussy and started to ride slowly but excitedly, Yume also pushed her hips rhythmically. Yume's cunt fills my mouth and makes me want to suck her cunt forever, Yui after the gentle foreplay has increased the speed of the beat, then switched to bouncing continuously, her cunt keeps rubbing up and down which made my cock couldn't take it any longer and shooting sperm continuously into Yui's cunt but at the same time, Yume also filled my mouth with fluid to help me regain my strength after shooting inside Yui. The two girls gasped together after having orgasms together again thanks to me. What do you think I should do now? That's right, it's to get both capital and interest back. I lifted Yume and then Yui out from me, both of them were still breathing heavily and still lying so it was easier for me to act, then I quickly turned them over and raised their hips, Yui's round butt is undisputed but Yume's is so impressive, normally it's already very round, now when her butt is raised and reaches its maximum stretch, it's even bigger than my expectations.

“You two just got me into an orgasm. Now, please allow me to repay you.”

At the same time, my fingers and my dick both pierced those plump butts that were showing off their invitations. While my cock was experiencing the special sensations of nudging Yume's ass, my fingers were enthusiastically stirring Yui's ass. These two asses give great pleasure but if I had to choose who to put my dick in first, I would choose Yume's because of its shape and the feelings in every thurst in Yume's is better. Each thrust increased my desire, even more, making me want to increase the power of the thrusts especially when the two moans were mixing, the sound should be extended further. And indeed it lasted long enough until I couldn't take it anymore and shot inside Yume's ass, while Yui's ass was also watering continuously after I increased the speed in and out of my fingers to the max. Finally, to end my afternoon of lustful lovemaking for over an hour, I plugged the still leaking cock from Yume into Yui's ass and reversed the work just now with my fingers stirring inside Yume's ass. In the end, the white bed was now drenched with sperm and fluid from the three of us, and I was in between Yui and Yume, who both leaned over to me and breathed continuously into my chest

“I just found out today that Yume has such a great body, Yui! So why do you two have to plan so meticulously?”

“I just want Yume to satisfy her desire to take the initiative to seduce you! But if need be, I tell you to always let Yume come and stay with us, it doesn't have to be this hard. After all, you still benefit the most!” - Yui replied after regaining her normal breathing

“Yume, you surprised me. From now on, go to my house and stay with me and Yui! I will make you have more happy times like this!”

"Really? I just wish I had that honour. I love you!"

"I love you both.”

Yume and Yui kissed me again before going to the bathroom together to clean up after making love together. I also washed my body afterwards and helped Yume get ready before taking her back to my house to live with Yui and me.

To be continued!

#yui asakura #浅倉唯 #yume shinjo #新條由芽 #toku smuts

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Don't Push It, Pt. 1

Unprofessional Bard's Masterlist

Part 2 (1/2)

Based on this request.

Pairing: Joel Miller x Female!Reader

Warnings: Age gap (the reader is 26 and Joel is 53), a lot of teasing/sexual tension, implied romantic feelings.

Summary: It's been going on for years. They both know better than to act on their feelings, but patience starts running thin when a few boundaries are crossed.

Word Count: 5.280

Author's Note: Okay y'all so I am a whore for Joel with long hair and I unintentionally made this into a fix-it au where Joel is alive. Also, the reader is going to have some OC characteristics to fit the scenario better. Finally, this fic changes POV's a lot, so I'm gonna clear that up:

• ----R and below: The reader's POV.

• ----J and below: Joel's POV.

• ----B and below: Both POV's.

The fic starts off with Joel's POV.

Enjoy!

gif credits: nikolai-stavrogin

"Hey, Joel," Dina called over to the man sipping coffee on his porch.

"Mornin' Dina," He replied as his daughter's girlfriend walked over to him. Her baby bump had grown a little more and it never failed to put a smile on Joel's face.

"There's a little trouble with the patrol today," She said. "Jesse won't be able to make it to patrol with (Y/N)."

Shit.

"And they're askin' me to fill in?" He sat up a little.

"Yup, Maria told me to ask you if-"

"No problem, sure, I'll do it." He spoke nonchalantly, then asked if Jesse was alright. Dina told him she wasn't sure, that it must be something important for him to miss patrol, which made Joel nod: "You told (Y/N) too, or...?"

"No, but she's gonna be there regardless. I doubt that she knows."

"Alright, thanks Dina," Joel got up and she smiled in return before walking over to Ellie's place.

It was wrong. By the lord it was wrong, but he couldn't help it. You were fierce, confident, determined and disciplined; qualities he came to appreciate in time, but a bit differently only when it came to you. He shouldn't want you, an unknown source in his mind kept telling himself, but he did. He didn't know why, he never found himself being attracted to a woman your age, yet you had him under your spell. Oh the things you did to him...

Worst part was, he couldn't have you, whether he liked it or not. Nevermind the fact that you were too young for him, you probably didn't want him anyways- despite the crystal clear signals he got from you. It was just how you were, though: A little physical and perhaps a little flirty, but he could just be confusing that with your confidence.

Or he could be overthinking everything.

Joel readied his backpack, but realised there was still a little more than an hour before the rendez-vous, so he decided to head over to your place to tell you about the news to kill some time. After he made it there and knocked on your door while calling your name a couple of times, which were left unanswered, your neighbour curiously looked over the fences and called over to Joel: "She left a while ago... For the gym, I think."

"Thank you," Joel smiled politely and earned a wave from the lady in return. He took his time as he walked over to the gym. After he arrived, he looked around for awhile to spot where you were, but when he found it, the sight almost made him choke.

There you were, ankles crossed as you pulled yourself up and chin over the barfix with closed eyes, a frown and a clenched jaw. Sweat laced the sides of your face and Joel's eyes wandered lower: You were wearing a sports bra and matching shorts which hugged your frame tightly and the sun was shining directly onto your muscles, which the lord himself carved out and were also sweaty, but Joel didn't care - it made you look more attractive, if anything. You let out a huff and lowered yourself down, while he tried to collect himself. He didn't want to disturb you so he decided to wait until you finished...

...but you didn't seem to be finishing any time soon. He didn't want to look like a creep as he stood there and waited, so after you did another pull up and let yourself down, he cleared his throat.

----R

"(Y/N), here you are."

Had you not been already hanging, you definitely would've fell when you heard Joel's voice reach your ears. You opened your eyes to see him slowly approach you, his stupid thumb stuck in behind his stupid belt.

You hated it: You hated finding this man attractive and you hated your guts for occasionally flirting with him - him, who probably would never look at you the way you looked at him. He liked you, of course, he enjoyed your company but not the way you wanted him to. You hated that you had a crush on this man, who became even more gorgeous as he let his hair grow over the last few years, you also hated how he neatly parted it to the left.

Patrol with him was both a treat and a curse at the same time. You got to spend time with him, which made it a treat, but when you watched him- saw him in action, how aggressive he was, heat started to pool between your thighs. He was so rough and precise as he was smart; he always knew what to do under any circumstance, so you almost never worried when you went out with him. He made you feel safe, praised you and played with your heart when he responded to your flirting and nothing came out of it.

You hated it because your little "crush" on him was pathetic, for someone as confident as you. Sure, you teased and flirted with him, but one praise as simple as you did well today and you'd be melting on spot. You even tried to get with other people to distract yourself, to no avail. They weren't Joel.

None of them could ever be Joel.

"Good morning!" You said with a high pitched voice, reflecting your struggle to keep yourself up.

"To you too," He chuckled at your state and watched as you pulled yourself up slowly. "Hey, listen. Jesse ain't gonna make it to patrol today so I'm fillin' in for him."

----B

The way you faltered a little didn't escape him: "Why? Is he okay?"

"I dunno, but I'm sure he is. Something important must've come up," Joel informed you, not wanting to worry you as you seemed to care about him. A lot. Ugh.

"Tsk," You breathed out and closed your eyes to focus on keeping your head above the metal bar.

Joel then spoke again: "Yeah, I was just here to let ya know."

"Okay, well-" You exhaled audibly and suddenly let yourself go. The force of the action sent you flying a little and it almost made you bump into him: "Woah, oh, sorry-"

"Woah there," You both chuckled at the same time. Joel held you by your elbows to help you balance yourself and your heart rate picked up pace when you realised how close your face was to his chest a moment ago - the chest you wanted to get your hands on: How muscular was he? How many scars did he have there? How would it feel to run your fingers through the hair as you ro-

"Uhm, yeah, as I was saying," You snapped yourself back to reality and took a small step back, disappointed by the way his fingers let go of your arms: "I'm done here, just need to do a couple of stretches, then head back and take shower."

"Right. Well, I'll see you at the gate, then?"

"Uh, sure, yeah."

You didn't know what else to say other than stay. You wanted him near you and around you, you wanted to show off to him and you wanted his attention, so you had to think quick.

Joel didn't want to leave either, even though you were going to spend the whole day together. He still nodded and turned around to leave. It was then, when a brilliant idea crossed your mind: "Actually, Joel?" He turned around, gave you a soft look that made you want to run up to him and kiss all over his face. "Could you help me with my stretches?"

If he'd been drinking or eating anything, he most definitely would've choked: "Help you?"

"Yeah," You flashed a smile at him. "It's simple, you just gotta press me down and keep me in place." The widening of his eyes, puzzled face and his tense posture made you shy. "Eh- Normally, Jesse helped me with them."

True. Some stretches required someone to push your body to its limits - when you worked out alone, you stuck to simpler stretches, but right now, you needed a reason to have him by your side.

Joel was torn between leaving, like a responsible person who knew when to walk away would. He was responsible, yes, but his moral compass was thrown out of the window whenever you joined the picture. So far, he wanted to think he was handling his emotions well- by not acting on them and not talking about them.

Now, however, it was as if he was facing the last straw. He had a few boundaries left to cross, and this was one of them.

"Plus, I'm a bit tired to do them. Will you help me?"

Lies. All lies.

You'd been doing these stretches for long enough, even though you'd worked hard, you weren't tired at all. Joel thought this to be the case, so he tried to go around it: "You sure? I mean, how're you tired?"

"I've been training like hell this morning," You settled on the mat. "I don't wanna do these stretches, but I have to. I'm not in the mood to pull a muscle today."

That was good enough for him really: "'Kay," He sighed. "What do you need me to do?"

Your eyes glowed in excitement before you faced forward and explained: "Im gonna lean forward, like this-" You extended your legs forward and lowered yourself down. "All you gotta do is press on my back and stop me from moving away for a few seconds."

A few seconds which felt like five minutes, truth be told.

As soon as he touched your bare back, you sighed, then forced it into a hiss. He immediately retreated his hands, thinking he hurt you, pushing the ludicrous idea that you might have moaned away immediately.

His hands were big and a little cold comparing to your skin which was on fire after the workout, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't do that on purpose. You straightened up and looked at him with an innocent smile: "Your hands are cold."

Not cold enough to make you react like that, obviously.

Joel offered an awkward chuckle from the back of his throat: "You're gonna have to deal with it, missy."

And deal with it you did- barely. Christ, that was a bad idea, your worst one yet. To have his hands on your bare skin, pressing you down made your cheeks burn and mouth hang open as he kept you in place. You almost didn't hear him when he spoke, too busy trying to comprehend the size of his hands and how they'd feel around your throa-

"How many of these do you gotta do?"

"Uh, dunno," You blurted out. "Not too many."

Joel was partly glad, it felt so wrong yet it was just a simple act of help you could've asked from anyone. After 20 seconds of staying like that, you straightened. You went into a head-to-knee position and gave him an okay to press you down again.

You switched to the other leg after half a minute, but you were running out of ideas. There weren't any positions left that you could use his help with, so you played one last card to ruin him: "More."

"W-What?"

Good riddance.

"Press a little harder," You pretended to focus and tried your best not to smirk, knowing you had him where you wanted.

"Oh- hm," He cleared his throat and pressed a little more down on your back. If your plan hadn't backfired and made you almost moan through your teeth, everything was going accordingly.

Joel went to pull back, but stopped when you added: "It's been a while since I did these..."

Christ.

"That enough?" He slowly retreated his hands and stood up, watching you lean up where you sat.

"Yup, that'll be it," You smiled and blinked a couple of times. If Joel had known better, he would've thought you were making him do that, then being all cute on purpose-

It was going to be a long day.

----R

Patrol with the older Miller went as normally as it always was. Part one usually went like this: Meet up at the gate, get your rifles and horses, ride out, reach checkpoint one and sign your names. The road to checkpoint one didn't have any trouble, it usually never did. It was more quiet between you two than usual though. Had you gone too far?

"So, uh," You said once the two of you mounted your horses again. "You coming to the dance tonight?"

"What?" He snapped his head in your direction, looking clueless. "What dance?"

"Well, not a dance exactly but- you know what I mean?" You started riding. "The adults only event?"

He looked really distracted, a bit tense even: "Oh, right. You know those ain't my thing."

"I know," You nodded with a soft smile. "But I haven't seen you in any event ever since you decked Seth."

"Decked?" Joel chuckled bitterly at the memory.

"He deserved it, and more, that prick," You rolled your eyes, making him chortle.

"And nobody managed to shut up about it for the whole month," He sighed with a gorgeous yet tired smile on his face which you managed to see just in time. "So, no thanks. I'll pass."

"Aw, come on," You whined. "You can't avoid coming to these events forever. Please?"

He gave you a confused look, his smile slowly disappearing but not in a bad way: "Why?"

A good question. Oh, no reason, just wanna try and make a move on you, quite possibly jump your bones if it all goes well.

"I wanna make sure you haven't lost your ability to socialise." You offered.

"Really? Why, you're my momma now?"

"Ew, no," You both laughed. "Can't I be sure my friend is alive and well occasionally?"

----J

Friend.

A word that made Joel stop and think.

You saw him as a friend, huh? Two people, with clear sexual tension and an obvious age gap between them- Friends was an awkward description for him, but it was better than nothing.

He opened his mouth to reply, to insist that he was indeed alive and well, but you stopped him: "You know what I mean."

The conversation was making him a little distracted, he noticed, so he decided to keep his mouth shut until you reached checkpoint two. You didn't press him on, which was also a delight. That's another thing he liked about you: You knew your bounds- in patrol anyways. Or maybe it was because you got to know him well over the time, knew what he liked or not.

Part two went quieter too- infected and conversation wise. Not even a single runner was on sight as you swept through the small cabins and houses. Except for the occasional clear's and nothing here's, you didn't say anything else. Joel itched to talk to you, about anything to break the silence, but he was too lost in thought.

When you finally made it back to Jackson, you finally spoke up: "So? You coming?" He chuckled, mostly out of relief, then you added: "I found a new outfit, I wanna know what you think."

That caught Joel's attention. With a curious smile, after handing over your horses, he asked: "What outfit?"

"You'll see... If you come." You smirked, your close proximity making Joel's heart race.

"Don't get your hopes up," He sighed with a small grin and tucked his thumb behind his belt, the other one gripping the strap of his rifle.

"You're the worst," You punched his shoulder with mock upset, making him chortle and stumble a little to the right. "Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow then."

Joel remained quiet, then you walked away with a soft smile gracing your lips. The words sunk deeper than he would've liked, a sudden wave of guilt soaking his guts with regret, even though you didn't sound disappointed or upset. Lips pursed, he watched you hand your rifle to Peter and sign off, then leave; his steps coming to a halt as you did.

He just might check out what was up at the dance tonight, if he could successfully move himself out of his comfort zone in the following few hours.

----R

"Well well, look who it is," Tommy grinned when you approached the doors of the pub. The night had settled across the sky by the time you stepped outside your place. The sound of music and chatter of the people from inside filled your ears.

"Yours truly," You smirked. "It's crowded in there huh?"

"It sure is," Tommy said as he turned around to lead you inside. "Adults only events tend to attract more people, as y'can guess. Don't you look pretty today."

"Why thank you." You smiled playfully: "For no one, but myself, at that."

You lied through your teeth. You had dressed up in the silly hope that Joel would actually show up. You had been planning on it ever since you came across the item wrapped around your hips in an abandoned clothes shop a few weeks ago, and this event was the perfect excuse for you to wear it. For him.

"I ain't sayin' nothing!" Tommy raised his hands up in defense. "Figured that much, haven't seen anyone catch your interest in a long time."

Ha. Nice.

The atmosphere was lively and the air was warm, full of energy. Chatter and dancing went about the packs of people scattered across the space, but you couldn't see Joel, much to your disappointment - you weren't surprised though. What surprised you was Jesse suddenly showing up.

"Where's Ellie and Dina?" You asked after a while of teasing him about missing patrol.

"They decided to stay behind, I guess." He shrugged.

"What can I get y'all?" Tommy smiled, suddenly appearing behind the counter. Without waiting for an answer, he filled two glasses and pushed them towards you. You and Jesse looked at each other for a brief moment, before knocking it back at one go. "Woah there..."

A round of laughter later, you felt someone's presence behind you, then they tapped you on the shoulder: "Hey, (Y/N)!"

Much to your disappointment, once more, it was a boy named Mark. He was a year older than you, had no features whatsoever matching Joel's prettier ones and he took an obvious liking to you, which in truth you didn't appreciate, even though he wasn't weird about it or anything. You faked a smile and turned to him a little: "Hi."

"Good to see you," Sure. "How, uh, how are you?"

"Busy, actually," You pointed at the glass Tommy was refilling for you.

"Mind if I join?" He made himself comfortable on the stool next to you.

"Yeah. I do." Your smile never faded but your words were laced with poison.

He looked between you, Tommy and Jesse, mortified at your answer: "W- Heh, well, would you wanna dance later, then-?"

"No, I don't." You spoke calmly and turned to face Jesse again, only for him to move to tap you on the shoulder, which Tommy stopped from happening.

"Why don't you go home, huh?" He grabbed his wrist firmly, but not hard enough to leave a bruise of course. "The lack of oxygen in your brain's clearly stoppin' you from understandin' a word as simple as no."

You looked over at the younger Miller, a stern look on his face which seemed to make Mark piss himself. Suddenly, an even deeper voice was heard behind the boy: "I advise you to listen to him, son."

You turned completely in your seat to see Joel grabbing Mark by the shoulders, making him jump, then remove him from the seat carefully. Mark's legs were quick to oblige, making him walk towards the exit, but Joel held him in place: "A-ah, what do you say to the lady?"

"I'm s-sorry, (Y/N)," He nodded quickly. "I'll never disturb you again, I promise."

"Good boy," Joel patted him on the back, which sent him running to the door. Your cheeks were suddenly burning and you couldn't help but smile shyly.

"Tsk, what a jackass," Tommy nodded disapprovingly as Joel took the now empty space next to you.

"You decided to show then, huh?" You smirked at Joel.

"Yeah, figured you'd break someone's wrists and make 'em eat it," He chuckled, tipping his head at his brother in a greeting -God he looked so handsome, was that a new shirt?- before he continued: "Decided it'd be a shame to miss it."

You giggled and lightly pushed at his arm, almost immediately feeling the muscles underneath the rolled up sleeve of his blue shirt: "I'll take that as a I came because you asked and I listened for once." The exchange, obviously, didn't go unnoticed by his brother and Jesse, which made you sit upright suddenly: "Tommy was the one who was gonna break his wrist anyways..."

"Nobody gets to disturb anyone here, especially right in front of me," He said and slid a glass to his brother.

Jesse joined in: "I doubt it, but should he ever-"

"Aw, you guys are spoiling me," You grinned and waved your hand down, pressing the other onto your chest.

----J

You looked beautiful. You were wearing a plain, dark green, mid-thigh, flare skirt; which could pass as a miniskirt, but Joel was no fashion expert. You always did come up with the rarest clothing items (like your sports set that morning), so he wasn't surprised that you happened across the skirt. You also had a simple, white, v-neck t-shirt on- which all in all was the reason you left Joel speechless: You could be wearing something as simple as these, but you'd still look so damn pretty.

A few minutes later, after Jesse and Tommy disappeared in different directions and you were finally left alone, Joel spoke up: "Is this the-"

"What made you-" You gave each other a brief look before chuckling: "You go first."

"Ah, I was gonna ask if this was the outfit you wanted me to see," He said, briefly looking down to point at your skirt.

He watched you run a hand through your hair and bite your bottom lip before answering: "Yeah..." You got up and stuffed your hands in your pockets, which made Joel's heart sizzle. "What do you think?"

He gave you a genuine smile: "I think you look beautiful."

The shock on your face made Joel panick a little, but when you offered a shy little smile, he relaxed: "You- Really?"

He gave you a single, slow nod in acknowledgement, his smile grew bigger when you beamed at him and offered him a quiet thank you, then sat back. You were staring hard at your glass, clearly avoiding his gaze and he found it rather cute, but didn't comment on it.

He was looking forward to chat with you, after all, you were the reason why he showed up, but you were unfortunately dragged away by a couple of friends, Jesse included...

To dance.

An upbeat song he didn't recognise started playing, putting you and another boy, Mick, to action. Everyone backed away to give you two space, then started off with what seemed to be something you'd been practicing for a while. You mirrored each other's moves, it was similar to some folk dance he'd watched way before the outbreak, but it most definitely wasn't a folk dance. Your arms linked occasionally, hands on your hips as you crossed each other's legs with fast movements and other types of moves Joel couldn't name if he tried, but it was organised and fun to watch. It wasn't intimate, too, just a silly little dance as you called it minutes later when you finished and walked to the bar for a drink. You didn't stay long, though, just downed your drink, winked at him and went back to the stage where you and Mick (but mostly you) stole the show.

It went on for two more rounds, to the point your t-shirts were absolutely soaked and your legs couldn't take it anymore. Joel had a particularly hard time in his seat, watching your skirt float around your thighs made him feel embarrassed with himself. Tommy even went as far as to tease him about his constant squirming, but a glare from his older brother was enough to shut him up.

The last dance finished off with you in Mick's arms, leaning back in his hold and closing your eyes with laughter. Everyone clapped you both, which earned you a kiss on the cheek from Mick- which you returned. Joel's jaw clenched unintentionally, even though you and him didn't appear to be more than friends.

Stop. Stop it, you idiot.

He couldn't care less about these types of things, drama about who's dating who and whatnot, but when it came to you he naturally grew curious.

He watched you, eyelids struggling to keep themselves open as Jesse led you and helped you onto the stool, next to Joel once more. You huffed and giggled, eyes closed with sweat droplets on your forehead. He couldn't help it when his smile grew wider at your tipsy state.

What he didn't see coming was the sudden hand on his thigh and your back against his arm, letting your head drop onto his shoulder as you let out a brief laugh: "Never let me dance and drink at the same time again."

Joel didn't know what to say, he quickly looked around for Jesse only to find him already gone and a couple of people staring at the both of you. With a rush of panic, he responded: "I don't think I'm the one you should say that to, darlin'."

Your hand and the rest of your body immediately retreated when you jumped at his voice: "Joel?!" You looked a little embarrassed and he couldn't help but smirk. "Uh, where's Jesse?"

The question almost made him scrunch up his face, but he patiently waited until the end of the conversation, which was after you've walked away to find the boy in question and he was alone with his own thoughts... Jealousies...

"He dropped you off and went over there, I think." Joel nodded to the direction he thought Jesse went off to - he didn't see though, he was too busy focusing on you when your fingertips had brushed somewhere dangerously near his crotch.

"Huh," You stared around to find him, but Joel figured you were too intoxicated to actually see that far. "You need to stop wearing the same clothes."

He raised a brow at that: "You tell him that."

"Oh I will," You grinned mischievously and suddenly grabbed Joel's glass of whiskey from his hand, then downed it at one go before he could intervene.

"Hey!" He tried to grab the glass from you but you leaned back. "I think you've had enough for the night."

"Says who-?" You pouted and at the very same time, lost your balance, realising that you leaned a little too back. However, Joel caught you; one hand on your arm, the other on your waist and he pulled you back - he didn't know if you did it purposefully, but you practically fell into his body: "Oh! I'm sorry-" You laughed, not looking sorry at all. "Thanks, Joel," You purred, extending the 's' and the 'l' at the end of each word as you grabbed onto his biceps. "You saved me."

"Pfft," Joel couldn't help but let his hand linger on your waist as he made sure you stood in place. Your eyes met when you lifted your head from his chest - the meaning behind his hazel gaze and your own was similar and it lasted for what felt like a whole minute, while in reality it was no longer than a few seconds.

You finally let his arms go and he took it as his cue to remove his hand from your waist (which, for a moment, felt like it had been glued there): "So... You enjoying yourself, old man?"

Joel sighed through his nose, amused at how the alcohol in your system was slowing your speech, then went back to how he had been sitting before you came. Just when you asked, the smooth, familiar tune of Ain't No Sunshine started playing. After all the excitement, a slower music felt nice: "Sure. You?"

"Oh I sure am," You nodded and leaned back against the counter with something of a triumphant smile.

"I can tell," Joel replied, then without turning his head, side eyed you. His stare later on moved down to your skirt. "Why'd you get all dressed up for, really?"

"Huh?" You blinked, not processing if he was asking what you thought he was.

"I, uh- just never took you for the skirt type."

"Is that so?" You asked, eyes widening. "Well, just trying on a new outfit..." You looked down and bit your lower lip, making Joel's heart skip a beat. He mentally kicked himself for not leaving right then and there and continuing to talk to you: "There's actually another reason."

"Hm?"

"There's this guy," You turned towards him, placed your arm paralleled across his on the counter and leaned forward a little, pretending to look around. His fingertips scratched against the wooden surface of the counter at the mention of this guy in question. "I don't know his name, but maybe you do?"

He just raised a brow when you looked at him innocently: "He's a bit old, around this tall," Your hand went back and forth in the air as you tried to size the man's height in your mind. "Has pretty, long, graying hair with an also graying beard... A little scar on his nose," You looked at him and leaned in a little more, invading his personal space but not touching him, then pointed at the exact spot on your nose and it was then, Joel realised, that you were indeed describing himself. "He's wearing this blue shirt and, honestly, it would look better on him if he opened another button or two."

I know, I know

Hey I oughta leave young thing alone

But ain't no sunshine when she's gone

He wanted to counter, tease you back, lean down and taste your lips, then place a kiss or two on your neck and bite it softly just to hear you moan quietly into his ear- he also needed to get his shit together, as much as he wanted to do all of that.

He couldn't quite believe his self control when he leaned away from you, especially since the tip of your noses almost touched and he felt your hot breath on his lips. He cleared his throat and quickly looked around to see if anyone was looking- no one had seen the rather intimate interaction so he spoke: "I don't know who that is."

The disappointment on your features was like a knife twisting up in his guts. You blinked a couple of times, but didn't lean back: "S- Sure you do..."

"I don't," Joel insisted, his voice stern. "Maybe you should look for someone else."

Your disappointment turned into embarrassment and anger, making you frown and lean back: "Excuse me."

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone

And this house just ain't no home

Anytime she goes away

And with that, you got up and stormed away, leaving Joel wanting, aching and ashamed.

Anytime she goes away

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anotheronechicagobog · 2 years

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ooooo a HC of you and Matt reconnecting and realizing feelings for each other as you return to Chicago just after Hallie death

Okay so you don't return to Chicago right after Hallie's death, you return about six months after

You and Matt had been friends since you were teenagers, your neighbours were foster parents and Matt had gone to them when he was 16, a year after his mother killed his father

You'd become fast friends, bonding over hockey

Your mom was a carpenter and dad was a contractor, they took him in and taught him about the trades

Matt applied to the fire academy the second he was able, but you ended up going to Harvard, full scholarship, you ended up going to law school at Yale on scholarship too

You initially worked in Boston, but you missed Chicago and something was calling you back

You were devastated to hear about Hallie

So you moved back to Chicago and took the Illinois bar and passed

The first place you drove to once you got to Chicago was firehouse 51 to give Matt the biggest hug

Severide starts flirting with you the s e c o n d he sees you

Matt's chuckling while he tells him to cut it out, but everyone can hear the contained rage in his voice

Matt is so happy when you tell him you're home, for good, set up at a family law firm

Your return is celebrated at Molly's

You and Matt start hanging out all the time, and you have a standing brunch date

You are now a regular fixture at Molly's and a semi-regular fixture at the firehouse

You've taken up baking and cooking again now that you're not drowning in law school coursework, so you're always dropping by with something you made after you saw it on Pinterest

Everyone welcomes you and appreciates your food... Except Gabby, but that's just because she's jealous of the relationship you have with Matt

Speaking of jealousy, Matt knows that Gabby has a thing for him and has been giving you something akin to a death stare lately, and has confided in you that he doesn't feel that way about Gabby and isn't comfortable with her flirting with him

Especially because she was doing it while Hallie was alive and now he feels like she's a vulture eating off the carcass of a dead relationship

You just do your best to be polite and avoid her

Time flies by and suddenly it's been a year since her death

You go with Matt to her grave, you put down a bouquet of flowers, but then he asks to be alone with her for a moment so you walk away to go sit on a bench

You watch from a distance as more people approach the grave, Hallie's family, but they hang back for a moment, let Matt finish

When Matt goes back to your side after speaking with her family for a few minutes, he looks a little lighter

'How do you feel?' 'Not great, but better than this morning. Talking to her family helped. They invited us to get lunch with them at Hallie's favourite Thai place, do you want to come?' 'Definitely'

Hallie's family is lovely and it was nice to see them all again, considering the last time you saw them was at their engagement party

After that day Matt seems... Off

And he won't tell you what's wrong

So you wait three weeks before abducting Severide from Molly's and interrogating him

Three weeks is about how long it takes for the two of them to have one of their no-feelings-involved-bro-talks

'Hallie's family thought you were his girlfriend... And he wasn't exactly opposed to the idea'

That makes sense

You plan to talk about it with him at your next brunch

But the day before, you're driving home from work when everything goes black

You wake up in a hospital bed, with heavy aching all over your body, and weight on your hand

You can hear someone talking over the beeping the machines are making and it takes a moment for you to realize it's Matt and that's he's got your hand wrapped in both of his

'-Please wake up, I will do anything, just please, please, wake up. I'm not ready to live without you. I- I love you.'

Your mind is still foggy, from whatever happened, from hearing Matt's words, so all you can do is squeeze his hands

You'd been in a car accident, overall only minor injuries, but you did hit your head causing you to go unconscious

You'd left the hospital with only some minor bruising and a minor concussion

Matt hovered over you all while you were in the hospital, and when you'd been released

The night after your last check-up and you'd been cleared, you had Matt over for dinner'

He was talking about firehouse drama and all you could do was look at him, when he finally noticed he asked 'what?'

'When I was in the hospital, I heard your little speech. I heard you say that you love me.'

'Y/N... Yo- You don't have to return-'

'I love you too'

#one chicago #chicago fire #matt casey #matt casey x reader

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1234-angelika · 3 years

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Overnight It

an: As always, I'm excited to share this with y'all. This is the third installment of the Happily Ever After series for Luke. Hope y'all enjoy!

words: 1k

warnings:hospital, implied smut, slight medical terminology,

summary:"I wasn't looking for anthing when I found you & it somehow made me question what I wanted, was I ready for love? I don't think anyone is ever ready, but when someone makes you feel alive again it's kind of worth the risk." -Nikki Rowe

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By the end of your visit with Luke, you had managed to convince the nurses to let you stay over at the hospital with Luke. His family lived too far away, and his neighbour was already watching Roxy until tomorrow so, the plan was to use his night in the hospital as your date night. Emily was still at the hospital, wanting to make sure that he was ok. The three of you chatted; you mainly were getting to know his boss, Emily. Then, about an hour before visiting hours were over, you asked Emily to stay so you could pick up your overnight bag and some snacks. You drove home as quickly as legally allowed, and on the way, you called your favourite Mexican restaurant for some takeout comfort food. Once you got home, you haphazardly threw basic toiletries, clothes, snacks and your laptop in case you decided to do some work. On your way back to the hospital, you stopped for the food. After a short chat with the owner—about your lack of business—you were back on the way to the hospital. Again, you drove as fast as possible without any traffic violations or spilling the food. The elevator seemed to move at a snail’s pace. You were tapping your foot absentmindedly as the elevator slowly went up the floors until it finally landed on Lukes. You were met with Emily on the other side of the elevator doors. She moved, so you had enough room to step out and then left you with a hug and well-wishes for Luke. You thanked her for staying and promised to keep her updated before heading to his room. You walked in, and he gave you a massive smile saying; “Do I smell elote and tacos al pastor?” Chuckling, you said, “of course! I brought you my comfort food, I assumed you wouldn’t mind and that you’d appreciate the change.” “Babe, I appreciate it so much,” he reached over to grab your hand, and he placed a soft kiss on it. You felt your cheeks get warm at the display of affection, and you just smiled at him. Then, deciding that wasn’t enough, you leant down, so you were at face level, and you kissed him. The both of you melted into the kiss, and it ended up lasting longer than anticipated. You only pulled apart when the two of you needed air. “What was that for?” He asked with a dopey smile; you weren’t sure if it was from the kiss or the pain meds. “Well, I’ve wanted to do that for a while, since I think the second time we hung out.” “For the record,” he paused to give you a cheeky grin, “the feeling is mutual.” You talked for a while, the old hospital tv giving off static softly in the background, before starting to eat dinner. The steady beeping of the hospital equipment created a unique atmosphere for the date. Once the food was all eaten, you cleaned up the containers and made sure it was all tidy. After that, you checked with the nurses, and after getting the ok, you helped Luke take a shower and made sure to avoid the wound. He got changed and then headed back into the room, so you took your turn in the bathroom. You took a quick shower and put on your comfy clothes. Wandering out of the bathroom, you found Luke lying in the hospital bed, flipping through the channels trying to find something to watch. He heard you walk in and turned to look but just as quick as he did, he turned back to the tv, flipping through the channels. You were making your way to the cot the hospital had provided for you when Luke called your name. “Yeah Luke?” “Come lay with me,” he said, beckoning you over. “Are you sure?” You asked hesitantly. “I don’t want to hurt you….” “I am one-hundred percent sure.” He said confidently. “You’ll just have to lay on my right side.” You shuffled back across the hospital room to the bed and then carefully climbed in on his right side. You were on the very edge of the bed, almost half hanging off the bed and, his good arm wrapped around you, pulling you closer. You gently laid your head on his chest, as best as you could, in the small area. Turning to face the tv, you absentmindedly watched the movie Luke had landed on. You assumed that he was doing the same until you felt his stare boring holes into the side of

your face. Tilting your head up from his chest, you looked at him. “What?” You asked, slightly self-conscious from his persistent stare at you. “I just can’t believe a girl as gorgeous as you agreed to go out with me.” He said wistfully, a slight twinkle in his eye. “Aww…Luke.�� You tilted your face even more and captured his lips in a kiss. Unfortunately, what you had intended as a sweet kiss—and it started out that way—quickly escalated into something more. The more heated it got, the more you knew you had to put a stop to it. Knowing where it was headed, you gently but abruptly pulled away. And put some space in between the two of you, well, as much as you could get on a hospital bed anyways. “Why did you stop?” Luke asked, worried he had moved too quickly or done something wrong. “I just don’t want to hurt you….” You said softly. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.” He said with a smile. “You just have to be the lead.” Unsure, you analyzed his eyes for any hesitation. He gave you a firm nod and, obviously, that was the go-ahead. You recaptured his lips with yours, re-igniting the urgent and slightly desperate kiss. Which then transformed into events that are better left to the imagination. Making that night one, you would never forget.

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#criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #luke alvez #luke alvez x reader #happilyeverafter #hea

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fictumlibrary · 2 years

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I MUST KNOW EVERYTHING!! (about your a3 ladies i mean) idc if you put everything in this ask or dm me but i Gotta Know 👁👄👁🕵‍♀️🔍🤔 i am very excited about this new batch of kids!!!!!!!

good thing i love to yell about my kids leT'S GO this is gonna get long sorry

ayasa hasumi

she's a childhood friend of tsumugi and tasuku and was in the drama club with them.

she had fun acting, but she loved doing the makeup and outfits for it more, so she ended up becoming a makeup artist as an adult.

she never really knew why tsumugi quit acting and why they grew apart since neither of them would talk to her about it, so she just stopped asking, though she remained in contact with both of them and just. didn't talk about them to each other.

she's seen all of tasuku's shows and always makes fun of his more eccentric fans.

she does makeup around veludo way for various different professions, she's gradually building a very very good portfolio.

when tasuku quits the god troupe he calls ayasa up to rant and she's ready to throw hands with reni.

she's very supportive of tasuku and tsumugi in the mankai company and offers to do makeup for them, so she ends up hanging out with everyone at the dorms a lot.

she's so excited when tsumugi comes back but when the two boys are still on bad terms she is DONE with them she is just "don't talk to me until you sort it out i am TIRED of you CLOWNS"

she's very extroverted, loves to party and have fun, and tends to fit into social situations easily. she's also very blunt and says things as they are.

she doesn't have a ship as of yet.

tsukasa nakano

a childhood friend of tenma, the two were neighbours and grew up together. tsukasa wasn't into show business or anything like that, but she supported tenma and watched all his shows and movies.

when they were still kids, they promised to always be besties, pinkie swore on it and everything, but life kept happening and despite tsukasa's best efforts, tenma was often just too busy to respond, and so after a while she stopped trying.

she feels forgotten but does her best not to hold it against him.

when she hears that tenma is going to be in a play close by to where she lives, she goes to watch without saying anything. i haven't decided whether she gets caught out yet.

she's kind of aloof and nonchalant since she doesn't want to seem like she cares about things.

she's very athletic and she prefers to skateboard places rather than walk.

idk about her ship yet, i could go the disconnected childhood friend route ft. a side of angst with tenma or i could have her fall for someone else while she's going through her friendship woes.

shizue ikawa

a very shy university student, she attends a few classes with tsuzuru, mostly writing ones. she wants to be a novel writer.

she and tsuzuru become friends over writing and he invites her to see the plays he writes in action, which is how she ends up becoming friends with the mankai company.

she is VERY overwhelmed by them at first they are a lot to handle okay.

when she gets comfortable enough, though, she can start rambling about stories and media she's interested in, though she usually catches herself when she starts rambling.

when tsuzuru is going through a script writing hell week, she covers for him during class and makes sure he doesn't miss anything, though she wishes he would actually take care of himself.

she's a kazunari ship because i love opposites. he really helps her come out of her shell around the company and listens to her ramble without complaint. she encourages him to give his opinion when he has one, even though she sometimes has to learn that herself.

nana sugimori

a pop star and actress who is sort of friends with tenma since they worked on a movie together. tbh they're more frienemies than anything.

it was a teen romcom movie where they were the leads so a lot of their fans ship them and they are DISGUSTED

when she hears tenma is going to be in a play she has to go watch it, and she claims it's to be annoying, but she does want to show her support.

she can be very arrogant and her popularity doesn't help that, though she does genuinely love her fans and wants to do right by them

she's charismatic as well and gets along well with the members of the company pretty well because of this

she and yuki hit it off very fast which pisses tenma off since they love ganging up on him

she's a sakuya ship and she's completely blindsided by it. she meets him and is like how is this boy so happy and nice and enthusiastic is he even human i've never met anyone like that but he's very pretty and talented and works hard -- oh no.

tenma doesn't know whether to make fun of her or be disgusted

she is homeschooled because of her busy schedule but when she does have time off she'll just walk into the mankai building as if she belongs there

euna moon

start the clown music

she's part of the yakuza under sakyo and is basically sakoda's partner in crime and dumbassery

she's basically another sakoda and everyone is like "oh my god there's two of them"

she was basically taken in by sakyo and in exchange she pulls her weight and does her best at her job, which she takes seriously despite her personality indicating the opposite

she supports the mankai company and has from the beginning, even when sakyo was all "show me the money" so she is VERY excited when sakyo joins the autumn troupe

euna and sakoda: cheering, hyping their boss up, being dumbasses. sakyo: why are we even here...................just to suffer..............

she does have a sad backstory, being abandoned in a different country than the one she was born in and having to survive by herself until she was taken in, but she prefers to not bring it up as she doesn't want to "be a downer to others"

she's actually a very good performer and sings really well, though she keeps it to herself unless someone asks

she doesn't have a ship yet i'm still deciding <3

#*a3 ayasa hasumi #*a3 tsukasa nakano #*a3 shizue ikawa #*a3 nana sugimori #*a3 euna moon #*fd a3!#all of them are clowns in their own way

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stargaze-issei · 4 years

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ᴅᴀʏ 𝟽; ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ sᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ

-> semi eita.

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭; post timeskip!semi begins to have feelings for his neighbour, a skillful drummer.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; a few curse words, mentions of alcohol.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 1.5k

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; fluff.

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opportunities didn't lack in tokyo, it was so overwhelming that you didn't know where to start looking. back in you little town there was no such a thing as unknown, you were well aware of all the possible paths you could take back there, which led to you leaving searching for new experiences. your family was against it, to say the least, they saw you as a little girl who needed to be protected, who would protect you when you were far away from them? but your mind was set, so you packed your clothes, your drums would have to wait a bit until you found a steady place, put some things in boxes, and spent as much as you could in a somewhat nice apartment in the middle of tokyo.

since then had been two months, and finally, your precious musical instrument were about to arrive. just as you thought about it, the doorbell rang. you jumped from your place, thrilled to see you most beloved belongins, only to find your neighbour, who seemed to have had an intense night.

"don't look so sad to see me, angel" he greeted, gaining a smirk from you. once you grew familiar with his messy looks and flirting way of being, he turned out to be a really nice person.

"do you need an aspirin, semi?" you ignored his words, moving aside to let him in "aren't you something from the goverment? are you even allowed to party like that?"

"too many questions and no aspirins, y/n" he had this habit of visiting your place, despite never letting you into his home. you stuck you tongue out, making him laugh a little, before going to get medicine "and i just stayed up late with the band, the drummer left and we have shows coming up" you could feel the tiredness in his voice even from rooms appart.

"i'm sure you'll find someone" you tried cheering him when handling the promised pill, he just smiled before taking it without water "you're going to choke"

"you worry about me?"

"i don't want your dead body on my carpet, there's a difference" he winked at you, like you had said the complete opposite.

with semi that's how it worked, you'd be lying if you said you had never taken his constant flirting a little too serious, maybe hoping such a handsome man would be interested in you, but you knew there was nothing else than his personality. still, he had a way to make you feel comfortable, being the first person to gain your trust in less than two months. sometimes you'd hang with people from work, or others musician you had known along the weeks, but they didn't make you feel the way semi did.

"okay, princess, imma get going, i have to finish some papers for work" he got up, arranging his clothes "unless you wanna do something else" his tone indicating what kind of activities he referred to made you giggle.

"go work, i won't take you in if you get fired" between other jokes from both, he finally left your appartment.

you were left with a fuzzy feeling in your stomach and a not so subtle blush in your skin, damn be semi and his easyness to make you feel weird.

a few hours passed until your bell rang again, this time being what you were so desperately expecting. it took you less than half an hour to set your drums in the almost empty living room, you chekced the time at your phone, the ladowner had said you could be as loud as you wanted before eleven p.m. on work nights, in the bulding were mainly musicians, so it wasn't weird to hear a trumpet at breakfast, followed by a loud electric guitar and a hundred other things.

your hands moved on their own when they held the drumstick, letting all the emotions you had been bottling up the last couple of months. the sound drowning your ears, nothing else mattered there. a few apartments away, semi caught on a different sound, a sound he hadn't heard before in the building. someone was playing drums, but to say they were playing them didn't feel right, it was something else. he could feels this person's feelings, exactly what they were trying to pour into each hit, none of his past drummers had made him feel that way.

he got up of his couch, leaving his laptop by his side, ready to follow the sound to its source. whoever was playing had to be a professional, maybe he could make them join his band, he sure hope he could. with that sound, there were few things his group couldn't achieve.

there must be something wrong, he thought, because you didn't play drums, and somehow the sound came from inside your apartment, were you playing a record? no, he could feel the vibrations through the door, there was an actual person playing actual drums. how could it be? he had been there two hours ago, he knew how small the rooms were, the only place you could fit something as big was the living room, but there was nothing. had he been too focused looking at you that he didn't notice it? it wasn't his fault, you were wearing home clothes, he always loved how pretty you looked on those.

semi knocked on the door only to feel stupid after, there was no way you'd hear him with all that noise. he started to look for the spare key you hid under the rug, getting his fingers all dusty before finding it. what he saw when he opened the door took away all the words from his mouth. your eyes were closed, little hints of sweat covered you face and neck, while your hands and feet move frenetically making and incredible harmonic melody.

when you opened your eyes, semi was standing in front of you, mouth half-opened. you, by instinct, threw a drumstick towards him, who on earth enters another person's apartment without even having a key? you just don't do that on a woman, for god's sake.

"what the fuck are you doing!?"

"don't throw a fucking stick at me!"

"don't do... that! fuck!"

"you never said you played drums!"

"you never asked!"

"stop yelling at me!"

"i'm sorry!"

both stared at each other, silent for a moment, before bursting into laugh. you went to hug him, excusing a meeting, and he happily accepted between his arms. he sat in the island of the kitchen, while you headed to get a beer for both. semi was smiling, sort of proud of the made discovery, but totally forgetting what he wanted to ask you.

"you're really good" said the singer after a while.

"i hope i am, i've been playing since i was ten" his eyes opened in shock, drinking from his bottle, that was quite a long time.

the sweat from before still stained your skin, and the sun from the window made you look like you were shining. you took a zip of beer, and he actually thought on getting over his insecurity and just go kiss you.

semi saw you the day you moved in for the first time, struggling with carrying two boxes at the same time. he offered you help, not because he instantly fell in love with you, he was just feeling kind. you, at the beginning, had been reluctant to letting an strange man into you apartment, but to leave your things outside in the open, like waiting for someone to steal so little you had, was bigger than anything. you were surprised by how nice semi was, despite of his look of a homeless musician, which he kind of was. after that, he would invite you to his rehearsals, or accompany you to do groceries, found any excuse to be near you.

he thought to be around you was better than being alone in his house, stressing over idiotic details, with you, he felt calmer, like back in his highschool days, when everything was within the reach of his hands. yeah, he had come to the conclusion he felt a lot of things towards you, still rejecting the word love.

"i- you- um, band?" the lack of connectors in his so called sentence made you grin, "would you like to play with us?" he finally asked, looking at the floor, suddenly flustered.

playing with semi was something you had thought about a lot, his voice was so angelic, your mind often wondered on which tunes could go along with it, with which guitar tone.

"oh, uh, yeah, i would" his smile grew wider, unconsciously realizing how much time together you would spend.

"maybe we could go on a date, someday, um, if you want to" it was cute to see semi blushing, playing with his fingers, not being able to even look at you.

"i would like that too, semi" while you talked, he lifted his head to face you, his eyes shining in excitement, had you really said yes?

semi stayed at your place that day, talking, getting to know you, drinking beer. he thought you were so interesting, he could have stayed listening to your for even more hours. you were excited to let semi into your life, and semi was more than eager to feel a part to you.

⌙ 𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 🥳

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creambunnie · 4 years

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ONEWE - Kanghyun

you sighed and sighed as you rolled around your bed.

it was a Saturday and you were bored to death. your parents left earlier for their wedding anniversary trip. so you were alone at home for 3 whole days.

you didn't feel like going out but you were just sooooooo restless not doing anything. you tried reading some books but you were just not feeling it.

you decided to just make some food for yourseld but the whole cooking and eating process onky took like 45 minutes.

you still had a long day to go. you quickly sat up on your bed when you thought of an idea.you reached for your phone to text your childhood friend!Hyungu.

well, Hyungu was one of your close friends because he was actually your neighbour who lives right next to your house . cliche bla bla but it was true.

your rooms were right opposite of each other so you could see each other through your room windows. sometimes you would secretly peek into his room and giggle to yourself.

yes you had a tiny little crush on him. Hyungu was always reading a book or playing his guitar when he was in his room. you really admire Hyungu when he was focused.

To : ☆Kang Hyungu☆

-- heyyyyy , you there? im kind of bored :(( --

you hit send and waited for a few minutes. you frowned and sighed. Hyungu was the only person you could think of right now. but he wasn't replying to your text anytime soon.

you went to the window and tried throwing some balled papers to knock his window. this was normal, the two of you would sometimes knock on each other's window to talk.

yeah phones exist but face to face interactions were just more precious. and also, because your windows were quite far and your voices would always be drowned together with the street noises, you and Hyungu had telephone cups.

yes the thing where you connect 2 cups to communicate .

you could call and text each other like normal people but the two of you were just used to this as you started since you were children.

again, there was no response from Hyungu's side. you sighed and plopped down on your bed, disappointed. *maybe he is not at home*. you thought.

you decided to entertain yourself by rewatching Harry Potter ; Prisoner of Azkaban. that was your favourite movie out of all the movies. because Harry looked extra good there.

anyways, halfway into the movie, you finally got a message notification from Hyungu. you swore you've never sat up from your bed so quickly before.

From : ☆Kang Hyungu☆

-- oh my, sorry for the late reply! i was making something earlier. if you're still bored, you wanna come over ? --

before you could reply his text, Hyungu texted you again. his message warmed up your cheeks as you read it.

From : ☆Kang Hyungu☆

-- no actually, i want you to come over. --

you quickly went to the washroom to wash your face and freshen up a bit. you know it was just a normal hang out but you just wanted to look presentable to Hyungu today.

you wore your favourite red sweatshirt and patted down your hair before leaving your house and heading to Hyungu's .

"y/n! come in!". the door opened, revealing Hyungu who was wearing an apron, all dusted with flour.

you scanned his 'outfit' which earned you a little giggle from Hyungu.

"don't worry,i didn't set my kitchen on fire. Harin helped me bake some cupcakes earlier. he already left because he had other plans.". Hyungu explained with a cute grin.

you nodded in understandment and smiled widely. "soooo, you want me to taste the cupcakes?". you anticipated.

Hyungu chuckled and nodded his head as he told you to wait at the dining table while he took the cupcakes.

salted caramel cupcakes.

"your favourite!". Hyungu chimed as he nudged his head towards the sweet treats , allowing you to taste some.

your eyes widened in excitement as you quickly reached for one.

"mmmmmmmm!". you let out a satisfied sound as salty sweet caramel flowed into your mouth as you bite into the soft cupcake.

Hyungu grinned at your reaction. all those naggings from Harin were worth it. Hyungu was glad you loved the cupcakes he made.

"aren't you eating?". you asked as your cheeks were full with the fluffly dough.

Hyungu chuckled again and ruffled your head. he leaned down to your eye level and poked your cheeks.

"hey don't talk when you're eating. you could choke. i ate some already so you can have them all.".

you blinked at Hyungu's actions and the close distance between the two of you. you felt your face warmed up.

you quickly swallowed the food and looked away. "o--oh tha-thankss..". you stuttered.

after a few minutes, everything went back to normal as the two of you chose a game to play .

"Dead or Alive!". you exclaimed.

Hyungu sighed and nodded. "that's like the ONLY game you always want to play.".

you pouted and flicked his forehead.

"noo i do play the games that you choose too!". you defended yourself.

Hyungu scrunched up his nose and turned on the said game. "okay okay, i understand that you sometimes have to let out the violence in you,". Hyungu teased.

you rolled your eyes and hit his arm. "i can just let it out on you!". you replied as you stuck your tongue out at Hyungu.

Hyungu chuckled and ruffled your hair again as he sat next to you and started the game.

you and Hyungu played for hours and only stopped when your stomachs growled.

"you have anything ?". you asked Hyungu.

Hyungu tapped his chin as he thought of the stuffs he had at home.

"i guess we have some pasta. you wanna fix some for dinner?". Hyungu asked.

you nodded and went to the kitchen as Hyungu cleaned up the game station.

Hyungu was right, they had some pasta. there was also some seafood . since both your stomachs were growling like mad, you decided to just go with something simple and made some aglio olio. simple but delicious and filling.

Hyungu was currently living alone in his house. his parents had some business overseas so they had to stay out of country for a few months. hence the two of them didn't have to worry about finishing up all the food.

"ahhhh that was great! thanks for the food,". Hyungu thanked as he volunteered to wash the dishes since you cooked.

it was getting late, you thanked Hyungu for the day and was about to excuse yourself when he stopped you.

"wait wait, i made a cookie for you . eat them right when you reach home okay?". Hyungu said as he passed you a medium sized fortune cookie that he packed in a paper bag .

you were confused but nodded as you got ready to go home. the usual 5-second trip took 3 as you were excited to eat the cookie Hyungu made you.

you were curious why he told you to eat it right you reached home. you knew fortune cookie always had a note inside.

and something in you hoped it was something good. something that would make you smile widely.

you went into your bedroom and unpacked the bag before taking out the cookie.

~ dear y/n.

you might find this lame and all, but i really like you since middle school. i am not sure of what more to say but, will you be my girlfriend?

☆Hyungu☆ ~

the printed words on the paper read.

blink

nani

blink

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH". you squealed into your pillow.

you really didnt believe your eyes. your crush has a crush on you? this is like too good to be true.

you want to believe it was just a prank but knowing Hyungu, who rarely expresses his emotions, he wouldn't play about these things.

of course you hesitated for a bit. Hyungu was a good guy but do you really deserve him? probably not but it doesn't hurt to try, right?

you quickly went to your window and threw your balled paper to attract his attention.

a few seconds later, a shy Hyungu appeared at his window as he opened it. you threw over a cup for him to listen to the things you wanted to say.

"yes. over.". you said.

Hyungu blinked and quickly held the cup to his mouth.

"yo-you mean , yes ? you want to be my girlfriend? over.". he stuttered.

you chuckled and replied though the cup.

"yes Hyungu. i like you too and i would love to be your girlfriend. over.".

Hyungu smiled widely and could not help but chuckle happily.

"then can i come over ? it feels cold here after you left. over.". your boyfriend!Hyungu asked cutely.

you scrunched up your nose and chuckled.

"grr you clingy boy. it's night time already! come over tomorrow okay? i am kind of tired and i want to go sleep. over.". you answered.

you could see Hyungu's deep pout as he got his answer.

"alright then... goodnight! over.". Hyungu bid.

you smiled and nodded as you waved at him. he threw back the cup to you . you caught the cup and quickly gave him a flying kiss before closing your window and running back to your bed.

Hyungu chuckled at your actions and held his chest.

"damn, the things you do to my heart...". Hyungu mumbled as he too got ready for bed.

Hyungu have had feelings for you since middle school. he realised this when boys started asking you out. well, you were a pretty girl after all.

but he didn't like you just because you were pretty, he loved your personality. although the two of you often argue with each other, it just made you two closer than ever.

Hyungu realised he had to make his move when you started dating some boys during highschool. he knew you didn't really like those boys but you dated them just so you don't hurt their feelings.

now that you're both in college, Hyungu was really determined to make you his.

he decided to ask help from Harin to teach him how to bake. you really love sweet stuffs and he really wanted to make you something you love.

although Harin nagged and scolded him a lot, Hyungu thought it was all worth it. because at the end of the day, he made you smile. and of course, you became his girlfriend.

it was really the best day of his life.

a/n : in case you can't imagine how the whole scene took place, here's a reference ! yeap , i was inspired by this anime called 'Tamako Market' .

hope you guys love it! stan ONEWE ! stan ONEUS! stan WEUS!

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