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deathfavor · 3 months
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@ashrifts said: "3, 2, 1..." for hanma i GUESS 🙄
Send "3,2,1..." for a new years kiss from my muse
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Hanma makes no effort to disguise the fact that he's mainly here for the booze and food over anything else. Which, by all signs that he's seen, seems to be acceptable enough. The fact Hanma has bothered to show up at ALL is more surprising than anything else ; he's a man who ultimately obeys himself before anyone else. Even Tetta Kisaki cannot wrangle him into obedience. Hanma just happens to find his plots fun most of the time. His obedience is contractual to his interest. This event just happens to hold the promise that something funny might happen. Alcohol plus guys who like to right tends to make for an interesting combination.
Although, for how tall he is and the presence he carries, no one can seem to quite pin down the moment the reaper had appeared at the new years eve party decked out in leather and paired with a wolfish grin. Few really care anyways.
So he enjoys the drinks and food, and flashes a particularly sly grin and mocking wink when he catches Ran's scowl across the room at one point in the night just because he knows it'll rile up the older Haitani. It's quickly forgotten though and perhaps it's one last blessing from the old year that Hanma doesn't decide to cross the room to directly antagonize Ran as a source of entertainment. He lets him be and minds his own business.
Or maybe it's one last elaborate trap of the year.
Time stretches and melts together, and before Hanma knows it, the final seconds of the year are approaching. He has no particularly interest in participating in the silly traditions. He'd one it before, but there's little interest. At least, not until he sees who exactly has ended up right next to him. And then his mouth parts into a hyena grin. Well now, this was too good of an opportunity to waste.
Punishment reaches out, draping across Ran's shoulder as he turns his attention solely onto Ran. " Well fancy that ~ Christmas time and New Years? That's seeming like a bit more than chance, Ran. " Hanma draws out, leaning down a bit more to be closer to the other man's level by his ear. " What was that you said? Using holidays as excuses? If you wanted a kiss, you could just say so. "
The countdown strikes 10, but Hanma withdraws is arm, fingertips ghosting cross Ran's spine as he lets his hand fall away. It's rather deceptive, because it seems like Hanma is going to let Ran escape from the moment. It's nothing more than cruel offering, like a cat lifting its paw to let the mouse see freedom but not quite letting go. Because moments later, the same hand comes by to cup under Ran's jaw, fingers holding him captive.
The countdown hits one and Hanma bends to crush their lips together. Yet for as carefree as he makes it seem, there's nothing careless about, nothing clumsy or awkward or off the mark about it. He grins against Ran's softer lips, careless to the cheers that erupt around them as the new year is rung in. The final and first moments belong to the reaper, and that cannot be changed. It might not matter in the grand scheme of everything. Neither he nor Ran view such acts with childish, romanticized sentimentality as far as he's aware. But that doesn't crush the smug streak of satisfaction.
There is the temptation to turn this into a fight in its own right - of lips and teeth and blood that colors their lips. But he withholds ( this time ) from that particular path , though that by no means is to say that its soft or sweet. It isn't. Hanma kisses with command, Sin sneaking to rest a hand against his waist. His tongue slides along Ran's lip, swiping away any traces of alcohol and pressing his lips open. ( It's almost disappoint he doesn't need to pull those handy braids to make it easier. )
Could Ran bite his tongue? Yeah. And he wouldn't put it past him either. But such risks have never dissuaded Hanma and they should both know it won't dissuade Hanma. If anything, the violence will only have him more active. Ran got to have his fun, now it's Hanma's turn as he deepens the kiss further, till his head feels fuzzy and he pulls away with a grin.
" Happy New Years, Ran ~ "
But that isn't quite where Hanma leaves it. Because he knows damn well Ran likes to have the last say or spit out a barbed comment. He expects it, and when Ran goes to say something, Hanma utilizes his height and forcefully pulls Ran forward against him to seal their lips together a second time that night. This one is a little rougher, a tease of teeth and demand before he pulls back. For a moment he holds Ran still in his hand, licking his own lips before he lets go of Ran with a Cheshire cat smile.
" There you go Ran ~ " Hanma coos, voice rich with satisfaction. "Now you're the only one hiding kisses behind holidays. "
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prpfs · 10 months
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🐺🌠I still have insane brain rot for Wolfstar! Are there any Harry Potter fans interested in playing the Remus to my Sirius? I've listed a few plots below that have been on my mind lately.
A: Harry's third school year finally comes to a close and Remus comes to the sinking realization that both he and Sirius have nowhere to go. Even worse, face-to-face without the threat of Voldemort harming their godson, they struggle to deal with the fallout of wrongfully suspecting the other of betrail. Dumbledore's eyes twinkle when he makes the request that they surveil the countryside together, and they get the feeling that there's something he knows but doesn't want to share.
B: Remus is a freshly ordained Roman Catholic priest, and Sirius is the demon chained in the church's basement, tormenting his dreams and constantly taunting him away from the path to salvation. There's nothing more chilling than the realization that he accidentally lets him escape. It's only then that he learns why he'd been chained there for so many centuries. Sirius is the last incubi trapped on Earth and his current self-proclaimed objective? To deliver the priest who freed him firsthand into a life of corruption and sin. He's almost too excited to seduce Remus.
C: Remus starts to regret his decision to live with Sirius shortly after they leave Hogwarts. Constant late nights, yelling drunkenly when he comes home to their flat, clothes everywhere, plates of old food on the counters. It's ridiculous! That is until Remus walks in on him with a male partner. It sparks quite a few confusing dreams. Mostly wet ones. Okay, all of them are and Remus comes to the conclusion that he has to seduce Sirius before he moves out.
D: With the capture of Peter Pettigrew, Sirius finds himself begrudgingly acquitted on all charges and he's now a free man. Gaining custody of his godson is a dream come true. Especially when the tutor(Remus) he hires to help Harry better acclimate to the magical world over the summer proves to be particularly ensnaring.
E: In a muggle AU, Remus is the fairly antisocial scholarship student at a private boarding academy, and Sirius is the rich burnout on his last strike that's stuck with him for two weeks of weekend detention after a misunderstanding. They end up exchanging favors. Remus helps him with his school work, and Sirius shows him how to have fun in a place so boring.🍪
I'd also love to do something with omegaverse, slytherin!Sirius x ravenclaw!Remus🍪, sugar daddy!Sirius x sex worker!Remus, or maybe something with them in an urban or modern setting. I'm open to ideas and suggestions and my limits include scat, sexual gore, and plots or scenes almost exclusively centered around self-harm and suicidal ideation. I'm not really a fan of mirroring, and I prefer my partners write what they need rather than forcing themselves to mirror. My length tends to fluctuate depending on what's going on, but lately, my replies have been lingering around 800+ words. I do not expect or need this in return!!
Regarding NSFW, I do NOT fade to black, so if you are uncomfortable with or uninterested in writing smut, I'm not the partner for you. I tend to prefer stories with around 40%(ex. plot D)-60%(ex. plot B) smut. Additionally, if you're looking to only write as a bottom, I'm not the partner for you. I love a submissive Remus just as much as I love a dominant one, just know that if you tend to portray him as constantly flustered with a stutter, then I'm probably not the partner for you. If you can't tell, I enjoy Sirius pursuing Remus just as much as I love the opposite, so make of that what you will.
Finally, I'm looking for partners that are 21+ and confident in their portrayals. I'm super excited about this, and my reply speed tends to fluctuate based on how busy I am IRL, so it'd be really nice to have a partner that's comfortable with this. Seriously(no, Siriusly guys), some days it'll only take me an hour to churn out some magic butter, and other times, it might take me a few weeks.
Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!
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findroleplay · 10 months
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I still have insane brain rot for Wolfstar! Are there any Harry Potter fans interested in playing the Remus to my Sirius? I've listed a few plots below that have been on my mind lately.
A: Harry's third school year finally comes to a close and Remus comes to the sinking realization that both he and Sirius have nowhere to go. Even worse, face-to-face without the threat of Voldemort harming their godson, they struggle to deal with the fallout of wrongfully suspecting the other of betrail. Dumbledore's eyes twinkle when he makes the request that they surveil the countryside together, and they get the feeling that there's something he knows but doesn't want to share.
B: Remus is a freshly ordained Roman Catholic priest, and Sirius is the demon chained in the church's basement, tormenting his dreams and constantly taunting him away from the path to salvation. There's nothing more chilling than the realization that he accidentally lets him escape. It's only then that he learns why he'd been chained there for so many centuries. Sirius is the last incubi trapped on Earth and his current self-proclaimed objective? To deliver the priest who freed him firsthand into a life of corruption and sin. He's almost too excited to seduce Remus.
C: Remus starts to regret his decision to live with Sirius shortly after they leave Hogwarts. Constant late nights, yelling drunkenly when he comes home to their flat, clothes everywhere, plates of old food on the counters. It's ridiculous! That is, until Remus walks in on him with a male partner. It sparks quite a few confusing dreams. Mostly wet ones. Okay, all of them are and Remus comes to the conclusion that he has to seduce Sirius before he moves out.
D: With the capture of Peter Pettigrew, Sirius finds himself begrudgingly acquitted on all charges and he's now a free man. Gaining custody of his godson is a dream come true. Especially when the tutor(Remus) he hires to help Harry better acclimate to the magical world over the summer proves to be particularly ensnaring.
E: In a muggle AU, Remus is the fairly antisocial scholarship student at a private boarding academy, and Sirius is the rich burnout on his last strike that's stuck with him for two weeks of weekend detention after a misunderstanding. They end up exchanging favors. Remus helps him with his school work, and Sirius shows him how to have fun in a place so boring.
I'd also love to do something with omegaverse, slytherin!Sirius x ravenclaw!Remus, sugar daddy!Sirius x sex worker!Remus, or maybe something with them in an urban or modern setting. I'm open to ideas and suggestions and my limits include scat, sexual gore, and plots or scenes almost exclusively centered around self-harm and suicidal ideation. I'm not really a fan of mirroring, and I prefer my partners write what they need rather than forcing themselves to mirror. My length tends to fluctuate depending on what's going on, but lately, my replies have been lingering around 800+ words. I do not expect or need this in return!!
Regarding NSFW, I do NOT fade to black, so if you are uncomfortable with or uninterested in writing smut, I'm not the partner for you. I tend to prefer stories with around 40%(ex. plot D)-60%(ex. plot B) smut. Additionally, if you're looking to only write as a bottom, I'm not the partner for you. I love a submissive Remus just as much as I love a dominant one, just know that if you tend to portray him as constantly flustered with a stutter, then I'm probably not the partner for you. If you can't tell, I enjoy Sirius pursuing Remus just as much as I love the opposite, so make of that what you will.
Finally, I'm looking for partners that are 21+ and confident in their portrayals. I'm super excited about this, and my reply speed tends to fluctuate based on how busy I am IRL, so it'd be really nice to have a partner that's comfortable with this. Seriously(no, Siriusly guys), some days it'll only take me an hour to churn out some magic butter, and other times, it might take me a few weeks.
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goldafterglow · 3 years
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A good stripper you say? Have you seen The Mandalorian HISHE yet?? Shirtless Stripper Din resides in my braincells rent-free
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i did watch it Kiwi!! And I’ll admit, the idea grows more and more appealing to me with each passing sunset.
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kinanabinks · 3 years
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Immoral P5 🩸 Anakin x Reader Mafia AU
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Part 4
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Summary: Anakin claims his girl.
warning: mature themes, dark!anakin, this part contains consensual smut as well as allusions to semi-unwanted sex, but no details.
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You lay on your back, breathing heavily. Sweat has gathered on your bare chest, though most of it is his. He lets out a few more groans from next to you, before sighing contently.
"That's the hardest I've ever fucking jizzed," Kenobi mumbles, before letting out one final moan.
Well, at least one of you had a good time.
It seems that Anakin Skywalker has fully infiltrated your mind. Even during sex with the Don, he's on your mind. At the start, you planned to keep your eyes closed and imagine it was Anakin slamming into you. But if you were to accidentally utter his name, Kenobi would have ripped out your vocal cords.
Hoping to be able to fall asleep with the memory of Anakin's arms around you instead of the man who's lying next to you, you close your eyes and say nothing in response.
Before long, though, Kenobi's lightly slapping your cheek a few times until your eyes shoot open.
"What- what's going on?" You ask, a shot of fear and adrenaline coursing through your blood.
"I need to ask you something," Kenobi begins, making you feel uneasy while he lights a cigar.
Your heartbeat relaxes, but you're still nervous. "What is it?"
He sits up against the headboard and holds his arm out to you, silently beckoning you into his side. You comply reflexively, knowing how he'll react if you don't. Once your head is resting on his chest, he rubs his hand on your shoulder, though the action does little to comfort you. "Some of the guys think they saw you speaking to a Sith at Remmin Bar last week."
You're a good liar. After being lied to by hundreds of patients, you've learnt a thing or two about relaxing your body, keeping your tone unwavering, and making an embellished fib sound like the absolute truth. "Yeah, he came and sat with me for a bit." There's no use lying about that part, as his men would've told him in extensive detail exactly what they saw. The only part you could lie about was what had been said. "His name's Maul, I think. He came over to flirt with me."
Kenobi's grip around you tightens, but you're quick to reassure him.
"The second I mention I work for you, guy ups and leaves," You say nonchalantly, before grabbing his cigar and taking a drag. "There were Jedi all over the place; I wouldn't have let him stay so long if I was alone. You know that. It was fun, watching him get all flustered."
Kenobi hums before taking his cigar back. You can't see his face from this position, but you imagine it's stoic and calculating, like always. "And what of Anakin?"
Your stomach feels like it's filled with lead. You're glad you already blew out the smoke, else you'd have choked on it. Taking a deep breath, you act unaware. "What of him?"
You hear him take a puff and brace yourself. Any second now, your utterly naked body could be covered in burn marks from the tip of his cigar while Kenobi reveals he knows exactly what Anakin did to you in the very bedroom you're in right now.
"The therapy. How's it going?" He asks, smoke blowing over your hair.
The relief is almost orgasmic. "Oh. It's going well." You rest your hand on his pec, trying not to cringe when you feel his sweat seeping into your hair. Two months ago, you wouldn't have minded. But now, the only sweat you want on your body is Anakin's. And your own. But mostly Anakin's. "I think Mr. Skywalker still has some pent up anger for what Vienna did, and with nowhere to channel it, he was keeping it all in."
"And you're helping him to release it?" Kenobi asks, no implication of innuendo on his tone.
Casually, you let out a hum. "I'd like to think so."
"He seems to be improving," Kenobi informs you, making your heart warm.
"He does?" You question, trying not to sound so invested in Anakin's wellbeing.
Kenobi chuckles, "He even showed up to a meeting the other day."
You know that Anakin is likely just gathering as much intel as possible before making his move to the Sith, giving you a sense of excitement as you realize you're about to betray the man you're lying on top of, and he has no fucking idea.
"Anyway," Kenobi begins, patting your arm. "Ready for round two?"
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"I swear on the fucking stars, if you make me move this damn bed one more fucking time, you'll be sleeping with the fishes," Anakin threatens, glaring at you with his hands on his hips.
     "But would it look better in that corner instead?"
You hold up your arms in surrender, a look of shock and amusement on your face. "Alright, alright! The bed's fine where it is."
"Good," He says curtly, before picking up a white vase. "Where do you want this?"
"Up my ass," You reply almost reflexively, before screaming and rushing to the door when you see him slowly stalk over with a smirk on his face. "I was kidding, you freak!"
He chuckles and grabs you just before you can turn the handle, pulling you into his arms. "Come on, now. You should know by now that you don't have to be afraid of me, sweetheart."
You shiver as he pushes you against the door, the vase still in his hand. "I..."
Anakin pouts, pressing his forehead to yours. "You what, baby?" He asks with faux concern before tutting. "Lothcat got your tongue?"
Swallowing thickly, you feel a shiver run down your spine. You're unable to speak, making him smile coyly.
"You wanna know what I'm gonna do with this vase?" He asks, making your heart pound.
He isn't actually gonna put it up your ass, is he?
"I'll tell you what I'm gonna do with it," He goes on to say, his tone dark and his eyes even darker. His fingers lift up your chin while his lips graze against your ear. "I'm going to fill it with fresh flowers, every fucking week."
You let out a stammered breath, your eyes wide. Once you've processed what he said, you laugh and hit his shoulder. "Mr. Skywalker, you absolute sap."
"Hey," He says, taking a step back while pointing at you. "Try insulting me again without getting this vase shoved up your ass."
You burst into laughter at his empty threat and he's quick to join you, putting the vase back down onto your bedside table.
Anakin's help wasn't exactly expected during your move-in to the cottage, but it is thoroughly appreciated. Spending any time with him, be it a date in an empty restaurant or unpacking boxes of cutlery in an unfurnished kitchen, is like living in a world that's only about the two of you. Even if for only these fleeting, forbidden moments.
If you were an outsider to the situation, you'd think yourself to be absolute insane. Having these feelings for a mobster is absolutely idiotic, and helping him add to his long list of sins is immoral. In just over a month, you have a bond with Anakin you've never allowed yourself to feel with any other man, and that is terrifying for you.
Does he feel the same? Is he just waiting until you finally let him fuck you, so can dump you and move on to his next mission?
That isn't where your fear ends. Any day now, Anakin could let the Jedi know of the sins you've committed together. Any day now, Kenobi could find out what you've been doing behind his back. And when that day comes, it'll be your last. There is no doubt in your mind about that.
So, stop. Save yourself. Bring an end to this stupid game with Skywalker, who likely feels nothing more than sexual attraction to you.
But you can't. His claws have been sunk deep into your shoulders, past your flesh and blood, past your tissue and bones, and right into the center of your soul.
You are in deep shit.
Suddenly, Anakin lets out a laugh. You look up to see him staring down at his tablet, before he glances up to you. "Come here."
Once you're standing next to him, he shows you the screen. It's a picture of a group of people, and you recognize Maul as the one taking it with his arm outstretched towards the camera. You realize these people are the Sith. With a small smile, Anakin begins pointing out each member, telling you their names, their roles, and what they're like. Some laughs leave his mouth as he recalls funny anecdotes, and his smile uncontrollably grows when he tells you about the time his hatred for Maul became a mutual respect, on which their brotherly relationship blossomed. He obviously doesn't refer to it as brotherly, but you can tell by his tone and the look on his face that he cares deeply for the man.
You pay attention and take in all the information he's giving you, but admittedly, his beauty has your focus. Right now, he seems so at peace and so genuinely happy. That isn't because of the Jedi. It's because of the Sith. How could you ever have second doubts about joining a family that makes Anakin feel so accepted and unconditionally wanted for once in his damned life?
You spend the next couple of hours finishing up your bedroom. He hangs up the curtains while you make a start on building the wardrobe, and he joins you once he's done. Halfway through, you each agree you've done enough work for the day, and look around proudly at what you've so far achieved.
"You know, if we asked the guys to help, we could have finished by now," You say absentmindedly, and for a second it feels like everything is normal and the Jedi are still your family 'til the end.
"I don't want them here," Anakin grumbles, sitting on your bed.
"For now, I still work for them," You say, running your fingers over the soft wood of the unhinged wardrobe door. "Don's gonna want two of them posted outside every night." It isn't so much that Kenobi cares about your wellbeing as it is that he cares about all the secrets his men have spilt to you over the past year, making you a big, bright target for rivals.
"Well, I don't want them inside," Anakin states stubbornly, before meeting your eyes. "I don't want you to let anyone else inside."
You say nothing, silenced by the hypnotic look in his eyes.
Staring back at you, he pats his lap. "Come here, sweetheart."
His order isn't heavy with threat. Your mind doesn't race with all the ways he might hurt you should you refuse. Anakin isn't Kenobi. Instead, you find yourself wanting to do as he says. Wanting to submit. Not because you're scared of what he'll do to you if you don't, but because you know he'll only give you joy and pleasure if you do.
Timidly, you walk over to him, before letting him gently pull you down onto his knee. Once you're there, the corners of his lips slightly pull up, and he brushes your hair out of your face. With an outstretched arm, he reaches to the side to turn off the lamp. Now, only the moonlight illuminates you both, allowing you to count the details of his face with the aid of nature.
"I feel as though telling you how beautiful you are would be fruitless," He begins, his eyes unmoving from yours. "Because how can something so beautiful not already be aware of its own majesty?"
Your hand tightly clutches the hem of his shirt, wanting to live in this moment forever. "You're a charmer, Mr. Skywalker."
He wraps his arms around your waist and turns you so you're straddling him. Cupping your face, he softly presses his lips to yours. "And you're my sweetheart."
Neither of you can hold back anymore. Your mouths meet in a fervent kiss, hot and desperate and rushed. He lifts you up and places you down onto your new bed, which is a lot comfier than your old one, making you sigh contently.
He sucks on your tongue and runs his fingers over your scalp, and you begin to feel his boner pressing into your crotch. Suddenly, you feel bad for lying to him, so you break away from the kiss.
"Anakin, wait," You say between heavy breaths, your heart racing. You feel ill, but you can't keep it from him. "I'm fucking Kenobi."
There's a beat of silence, and you're terrified of what he might be thinking.
His face is void of emotion, mirroring his tone when he speaks. He grinds his boner against you before uttering, "Not anymore."
You whimper, your eyes wide. "What?"
"You're mine," He says gruffly, his eyes darkening.
"Anakin-"
"I don't care," He cuts you off, moving his hips ever so slightly, eliciting small whines from your mouth. "He won't touch you anymore. He won't fuck you, feel you, kiss you. You're all fucking mine. Do you understand?"
You gasp as his hard cock pokes through his pants and rubs up against your inner thigh. "I- yes, Mr. Skywalker. I understand."
Anakin smirks down at you, his tone lightening. "That's my good girl."
His hands move quick to pull off your clothes, before you do the same to him. The desperation and urgency returns with more vigor, as you rush to make your bodies one. He teasingly rubs the tip of his cock against your thigh, making your hips buck up.
"Please, Sir," You whine, a pained look on your face.
He swipes it up your wet folds, sending a shiver down your spine. "You ready, pretty baby?"
"Yes," You say with a grin. "I am so fucking ready."
Slowly, he pushes his cock into your pussy, your juices already beginning to drip down his shaft. You hold your breath as he inches it in, giving you time to adjust with every bit of length he adds until he finally bottoms out.
With his hips pressed to yours, he lets out a sigh, his eyes fluttering shut. "Oh, fuck. So wet and tight for me." Looking down at you, he makes sure there's no sign of pain or discomfort on your face before placing his mouth onto yours and rutting his hips back and forth. His cock slides in and out of you, massaging against your walls and stretching you out.
You moan against his tongue as he speeds up, your entire body feeling pleasured. His girthy cock makes your eyes roll back with delight, whimpers and mewls leaving your throat. With one movement, he picks up your leg and places it in his shoulder, allowing him to fuck you deeper than before. At this new angle, his tip constantly brushes against your g-spot, making you cry out.
Anakin wraps his arms tightly around your wrists before pinning them above you. He lets out grunts as he fucks you harder and faster, the room filling with sounds of your pussy sloppily sucking up his cock. "You're a naughty little slut for me, aren't you?" He asks, prompting a loud 'Yes, Sir!' from your lips. "That's it, you bad girl. Keep milking my cock with your tight cunt, just like that." He groans at the feeling of you clenching around him with every filthy word that leaves his mouth, driving him to stimulate your mind in the most corrupt way possible. "You were made to take my cock like the slut you are, weren't you? Made to be my fucktoy, my cockwhore, begging for my cum."
"Yes, Mr. Skywalker," You vow, wanting so badly to run your hands through his hair, but unable to due to his tight grip on your wrists.
"Say it," He orders, his balls slapping against your ass. "Fucking say it."
"I- I'm your cockwhore," You pledge between moans. "I'm your fucktoy, Mr. Skywalker. Please, all I've ever needed is to be filled with your cum."
He groans loudly at your whimpered promise, feeling his cock begin to twitch inside you. Out of the corner of his eye, he spots white marble, and chuckles. "Wanna try sticking that vase up each other's asses?"
Immediately pulled from your submission, you can't help but burst into laughter at his question. Your entire body shakes as the giggles dance from your throat, but all Anakin can do is moan loudly at the sensation.
"Oh fuck," He cries loudly while you continue to laugh, his head falling into your neck. "I knew it'd be the best fucking feeling to have you laughing so pretty with my cock drilling you." Your cunt tightens and vibrates around him with every giggle that leaves your throat, bringing both of you close to your orgasms. Anakin's thrusts become harder as he lets out groans of disbelief. "Holy fuck, that feels so good, baby. Fuck, fuck, fuck," His voice becomes desperate and as you feel the bubble pop and your pussy gushes around him, he lets out a loud cry and cums deep inside you. "Fuck, I love you!"
You're too busy cumming around his dick to process what he just said, flying through your orgasm while he continues fucking you through your highs. When your mind settles, he's still lying on top of you, and you look down to see his hair as you feel him place soft kisses on your neck.
"Anakin," You breathe out, using your grip on his hair to lift up his head. "Did you really just say that?"
He blinks up at you, and even you can't tell what he's thinking.
"Because I-"
"If you don't-"
You both speak at the same time, before he lets out a dry laugh and nods, gesturing for you to go first.
"I was gonna say," You begin, holding his face in your hands. "That I also love you."
He tries to keep the smile off his face, and mostly succeeds. "Oh. Good. Because I was gonna say, if you don't love me back, I'll rip out your heart."
"Oh," You say softly, your thumb stroking his cheek. "Well, it's a good thing I do, then."
"So it is," Anakin mumbles, before glancing down. "My cock is still inside you."
"So it is," You reply nimbly, feeling his thick shaft soften as it sits in your pussy.
"Do you want me to take it out?" He asks lowly, his lips brushing against yours with every word he says.
"I don't know, I kinda like it," You tell him with a sly smile. "Do you want to take it out?"
"Fuck no," He whispers, resting his forehead against yours.
"Can we just stay like this forever?" You ask him with a small voice.
Gently stroking your jaw, he nods, causing his lips to momentarily press against yours. "We absolutely can, my sweetheart."
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cruelfvkingsummer · 3 years
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Steve x Reader: haunt all of my what ifs (2/3)
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Plot: the one where everything crashes and burns.
or, Steve fucked up. And it'll cost him all he has ever known.
(A/N: Do not repost anywhere.)
Chapter 1: linger like a tattoo kiss.
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You woke up with an overly moisturized face and a weight on your chest that was explained by the behemoth snoring on your chest.
Steve had his mountain of an arm wrapped around your waist, mouth parted as he squished the side of his face on your boobs, using it as his personal pillow. Having the nerve to frown when you tried to move his hand to be in a more comfortable position.
“Stevie,” you poked at his cheeks, but he just turned his head and pushed his face deeper on your tits making you laugh. “I gotta prepare breakfast.”
“Get one delivered,” he groaned, pushing himself up so he was hovering over you, effectively caging you in. A displeased scowl on his face at being woken up made you giggle even harder, cupping his face. “Let’s stay in.”
“We stayed in last night remember?”
He hummed, though he does not seem bothered about it. It was truly unlike him to spend his precious Friday nights indoors but after your mini-breakdown last night, he had taken you home and distracted you with his presence until the night had become filled with good memories. “But I don’t wanna deal with anyone else today.”
“Well, aren’t I special,” you teased, running your hand on his hair. “I do have to study though. And so do you.”
He rolled his eyes, moving on the other side of the bed so you were lying side by side. You slid your hand into his to appease him.
“It could be fun,” you insisted, looking up at him. “Library date?”
He breathily chuckled, pulling on your hand to kiss the back of it.
“Alright.”
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“Are you done, flower?”
You grinned, giving him a look. You could taste his impatience the minute he started fidgeting in his seat. “Not everyone is a genius like you, Steven.”
He crossed his arm across his chest, a cocky grin on his face. “That sucks.”
“You’re telling me.”
The two of you sat by the window on the farthest part of the library, hidden by a massive shelf to have the table all to yourselves and not disturb other students with your tendency to talk to each other.
Steve never really needed to study much, his insane memory making him understand and retain terms and principles you would need days to imprint on your brain. So instead, he entertained himself by playing with your free hand, slipping his signet ring on it and chuckling to himself when he saw how big it was on you.
“Pst!”
The two of you turned in surprise to see Bucky waving like a madman and walking too loudly in a freaking library. All the while, dragging Natalia behind him. And her.
You unconsciously gripped Steve’s hand, catching his attention. Before he can ask you about it though, Bucky and his party had already reached your table.
“Where’d you go last night?”
Steve turned his hand to intertwine it with yours, placing it under the table just as the crowd sat together with you. Completely missing Maia’s eyes flicking into your threaded ones.
“Sorry I --”
“The alcohol made me sick. Flower, over here had to nurse me back to life the entire night,” Steve lied, sending a smile your way that told you to play along. You couldn’t help but send him a silent ‘thank you’ for saving your ass.
You didn’t want to seem like a killjoy to the fun weekend Bucky and Natalia had planned for your group and you knew the party wouldn't start if Steve was not present. But things happened and you were glad the two of you went back home anyways.
“Well, the movie is still on for today if you guys are up for it,” Bucky offered, raising his phone to show to you. Steve perked up from where he sat, leaning close to see that it would last for about two hours, his favourite director plastered on the poster.
“I heard you Like Andrew Tolio’s work, Stevie,” Maia perked up, making you frown at the nickname. When did she start calling him that? “It’s the last show before it’s getting pulled out.”
Steve nodded his head once but sighed, leaning on the back of the chair and smiling at you comfortingly. “Sorry, gotta keep this one company.”
“It’s just for two hours! She’s just going to study here, right? You’ll be back in no time!” she leaned into him, playing her hands in a praying position, even throwing in a pout to help her case.
It makes something in you tick.
But you could see that despite acting coy and doing his best in being a good friend, Steve wanted to see the movie. Despite his best efforts guilt still filled your chest, you’ve been monopolizing him too much that he seemed to keep missing out on the things he does want to do just to appease you.
So despite wanting him to stay with you, you gripped his hand to catch his attention, giving him an understanding smile. “Go,” you nodded at the phone. “I’ll be here for hours anyways.”
“See?!” Maia shrieked, making you wince. Giggling an apology to the angry “shush” she received from the rest of the studying students in the library. You smiled shakily at her and this time she actually beamed back even if just for a second.
“Wait, are you sure --”
“Come on! We can’t miss it!”
Maia stood up, playfully grabbing on Steve's arm and jumping up and down until he had no choice but to stand up with the rest of the group as they prepared for their departure. Bucky and Natalia already kissing you goodbye as they went to get the car.
“I’ll be fine. Go,” you lied, playfully shoo-ing him away and doing your best to mask the pricking needles in your heart at the sight of him with her.
He relented,” Alright, but you just stay right here,” he pointed a finger at you, gently removing his arm from the giggling woman behind him so he can take off his jacket and put it on you. “I’ll pick you up. Don’t have any ideas about walking late at night either. Wait for me, okay?”
“Okay,” you smiled as he pressed a kiss goodbye on your cheeks, watching him leave with his arms crossed with her. The emptiness all around you suddenly glaring the moment the door slammed shut and he finally disappeared from your view without another look in your direction.
You couldn’t lie to yourself.
They looked good together.
This hadn’t been the first time that Steve went and got himself the perfect girlfriend but somehow this time the thought makes bile threaten to rise to your throat.
It has always been difficult when he gets a new girl.
They’re either too hostile, oozing off aggression, seeing you as their main competitor for their man’s time and attention or too friendly. Faking their kindness knowing Steve will not hesitate to break up with them if he ever gets a whiff of any hostility towards you.
But you were fine with it, got used to it at some point.
But something about this one … it just made you sad. Made your chest feel like it was crumbling in on itself.
She wasn’t aggressive, not friendly either. She stayed right in her lane but made sure to let you know she was aiming for yours. It terrified you and sent a chill to your bone that leaves you choked up and unable to breathe properly.
The image of their hands together making you shake your head, pinching your eyes to hopefully erase the memory.
“It’s alright,” you whispered to yourself, rubbing your chest and letting out a large breath.
Steve will never let that happen.
He’ll always protect you.
He’ll always choose you.
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It’s been 6 hours.
The sun had been completely swallowed up by the night and your stomach was growling in protest. You would buy from the canteen near you but it had closed two hours ago. The library was now empty, the only other person present was the night librarian making her rounds on the other side of the library to return the books.
The clacks of her kitten heels were giving you the creeps. Despite getting used to staying up all night here in the library there were usually a few people here and there to accompany you. Since it had been the weekend everyone was either out studying in their dorms or spending the night with their friends before the exam week arrives.
With cold hands you gripped your phone again, wondering if calling him for the tenth time would be a bit too much.
The last time he texted you were to let you know they would be picking up some food after the movie, even asking you what you wanted so he can bring it back to you.
That was three hours ago.
Did he forget about you?
The thought makes a lodge stick to your throat but you refuse to believe it. You even scoffed, laughing at the silly notion despite the embers of doubt and insecurity already nipping at you. With shaky hands, you pressed to call one more time but this time only the beeping of the other side of the line greeted you.
Different scenarios ran across your mind. Where could he be? Was he safe? Did he lose his phone? There has to be a rational reason why he wasn’t in the goddamn library after he promised he would come back.
However, every thought had become dead ends.
He must've simply forgotten. Must’ve had too much fun with Bucky and Natalia and her and lost track of time. Lost track of you.
It was a tough pill to swallow but it wasn’t a sin.
You were disappointed yes but you had no right to dictate what and where and who he decides to spend his free time with.
And you were too hungry to even care at this point, could already feel your limbs going cold from the lack of nutrition. You brushed your disappointment off, thinking of positive thoughts like using this as leverage for when you want him to do something later.
So you gathered your stuff, sending Steve a text that you are already going back to your apartment. And with a nod to the librarian, you were out of the building.
At the very least you were thankful he left his jacket, the short skirt you were wearing was not doing a very good job at keeping the late October chill away. It had always been eerie seeing the campus in such an empty state. The lack of bustling energy and the wide expansive emptiness made every dark corner more terrifying.
Steve had always reprimanded you every time you do as much as step a foot out of your apartment every time the night falls. He even had an app in his phone and yours that alerts him if you had left the vicinity every time you had to spend late nights in the library.
And he had been right to worry.
Cause the world was a cruel and dangerous place.
“Give me your fucking wallet!”
Especially without him.
“Don’t you fucking move!”
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“Doll!”
You sobbed the moment you saw Bucky bursting through the hospital door, opening your arms up to be wrapped in the familiar embrace of a friend after the traumatic experience you had to go through.
“I-I’m sorry,” you sobbed, wrapping your arms around him so tight to stop your hands from shaking. Despite his warm body, you could not stop the tremble in yours, tears overflowing despite the hours that had passed. “I - I tried calling S-Steve but I can’t ... I don’t know why I can’t --”
A look ran across Bucky’s face, one that told you that he knew exactly why Steve wasn’t the one picking you up in the emergency room after getting mugged on your way home.
“Is she free to go?” Bucky looked at the nurse in charge of you who just nodded sympathetically.
“Alright, you can stop crying now, doll,” he cooed, wiping your tear-stained cheeks. “I’ll take you home with me, okay? Come here.”
You let yourself be carried, hiding your face on his neck as he got you out of the hospital. He was clearly mindful of the bandage on your left leg where a nasty graze was placed after the mugger had pushed you to run away when a couple of drunken students had found him pulling a gun at you.
The image of the barrel of the gun pointing straight at you made a new set of sobs appear on your chest.
“It’s alright now, you’re safe.”
No, you weren’t, you weren’t because Steve was not here.
“B-Bucky,” When the car was pulling out of the exit you were finally able to start breathing properly. The lump in your throat is gone now that you were in more familiar company. “Where’s Steve? Is he alright?”
You could feel your blood turn cold again when he glanced at you, the same look written all over his face.
Pity.
Guilt.
Tiny embers of anger.
“I don’t know doll,” he lied, throwing you a shaky smile and a comforting hand on your thigh. You could always catch his lies. “Forget about him just for now, we need to focus on taking care of you, okay?”
You know that he knows you did not believe him. But you were so tired. Too exhausted to coax the truth out of him.
“Why don’t you have a little nap, doll? You can stay with me and Nat for the night, yeah?”
Despite yourself, you nodded, you feel you couldn’t bear being alone for now. Nat must’ve been worried sick too, she had always been a little overprotective of you. Something about the strong protecting the weak.
You were just about to close your eyes and drift off when the phone that was thankfully placed in your back pocket and was not stolen along with your wallet buzzed. Quickly, you pulled it out, wondering if it had been Steve finally checking up on you.
The notification however made your heart drop out of your chest.
@maiadoe has followed you.
“Who is it, doll?”
You could barely hear him, a ringing on your ear so prominent you could hardly feel your limbs moving -- not even when your finger clicked on the notification to check her Instagram profile. The orange circle indicating new stories was added just recently.
“Doll?”
You should’ve never clicked on it.
Should have blocked her the moment her name popped up knowing how fragile you currently were but you didn’t. With a touch of your screen, your carefully maintained and protected reality cracked and shattered on the ground in a hundred million pieces.
The videos and images that followed blurred as tears filled your eyes.
She was with Steve.
Photos of them together with Bucky and Nat followed one after the other, some even with only the two of them in a selfie. But what made your heartbreak was the video of them together buying food.
So that’s why Bucky lied.
He hadn’t been alone.
Eating together, going on a walk together, scenes of a party flashed and one of them playing a drunken game of passing the cards with their mouths where they end up kissing when the piece of paper fluttered at the perfect moment. The cheers of the crowd drowning out a sob that had managed to escape you.
The last one was of them together on some sofa, her smiling on top of his sleeping form surrounded by empty bottles of beers and shots of tequilas.
“Shit, doll --”
“It’s alright …” you gasped, dropping your phone to the ground so you would no longer be able to see the haunting image. “A-At least we know where he is, right?”
You could see Bucky’s jaw lock.
“I’m gonna fucking kill him.”
“It’s alright, Bucky. I’m just …” you hugged your knees to your chest, hiding your face in it, too embarrassed at your tears but no longer having the strength to hold it back. “I'm just really tired.”
Silence filled the car, the smooth rumble of the machine and Bucky’s eyes that were full of pity doing nothing for your breaking heart. You felt a comforting hand on your head but that only made the sobs worse, your chest constricting so painfully until you were gasping for your every breath.
The betrayal you felt oozing into your tears until you passed out from exhaustion. Painful nightmare of darkness surrounding you, their jeers, their sharp stares, their laughter at your broken heart were relentless, echoing in every crevice in your brain -- wearing you down until you were nothing but a sobbing heap of broken mess on the leather set.
Your demons have finally gotten a hold of you.
Because they know.
They know that the one person that could chase them away left and never came back.
He never came back.
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“Pick up, pick up,” Steve bit his nails in anxiety, barely swerving his car from another one who was driving too slow for his liking.
“Hi! I’m not here at the moment --”
“Fuck!”
He looked everywhere.
In the library where he last saw you, the canteen where he thinks you might have breakfast, even at Teresa’s where he dreamt you would be stuffing your face in your favourite pancakes, a glare in your eyes and a pout on your face for his careless lapse in judgement.
But you were gone, all your locations turned off, and your phone unattended. It makes the weight of the guilt crushing on his chest till he could almost taste blood in his mouth.
“Shit,” he flinched when he accidentally touched the pounding bruise on the side of his lips. Courtesy to Natalia who had squared an immediate punch on his face the moment he had knocked on the apartment he shared with Bucky.
“You told us you were gonna pick her up, you fucking asshole!”
He had been so caught off guard he had landed flat on his ass, his headache from his hangover not helping his balance.
“I …”
“Honey, why don’t you …” Steve gritted his teeth at the judgemental glare Bucky threw down at him but he really didn’t have the right nor the time to be getting in fights when he still doesn’t know where the fuck you were. And if there was one person who could leave him to you, it would be Bucky.“I’ll take care of this, okay?”
Natalia hesitated but Bucky gave her a pleading look until she relented, spitting on Steve’s general direction before slamming the door shut.
“She’s not here.”
“Stop fucking lying --”
“How could you do that, Steve?”
Steve expected Bucky to be angry -- to beat his ass within an inch of his life. It would’ve been somehow comforting. However, the betrayal and hurt in his voice were even more painful than any punches that could ever be thrown at him.
“How?”
He doesn’t know. He guessed he was just on the high of hanging out with a new person that his promise had completely slipped his mind. He should’ve never stayed with her. Should’ve left the shop the second he got his order and definitely should’ve never let himself be dragged to a party where one shot of tequila became a couple more until his promise had completely slipped his mind.
He knows he fucked up.
He fucked up on so many levels.
He should’ve stayed with you.
He should’ve stayed right where he belonged, right next to you.
The dread he was feeling has still not dissipated the moment he had groggily woke up on a strangers couch with an even stranger woman on his chest and almost had a heart attack. His phone full of about 30 missed calls and even more texts from you, Bucky, and Natalia.
‘Steve, I got hurt. Please pick up, I need you.’
He could feel his blood turn to poison the moment he saw the words on his phone.
In his horror, he had accidentally pushed Maia onto the floor and not even having the mind to apologize as he ran towards the nearest hospital he knew you would be taken to.
However, the only thing that greeted him was an empty hospital bed and a really, really angry nurse.
“I … I just need to see her.” He had no excuse to offer, his entire plan hanging on being able to face you on his knees begging for your forgiveness.
Bucky shook his head. “I wasn’t lying. She’s not here.”
Steve could feel his fist curl. He’d beat the truth out of Bucky if he could -- fuse too short due to the unsettling feeling of his chest knowing that you were somewhere far away from him. He never doesn’t know where you were -- it was a foreign unpleasant feeling.
Like having a rug he was standing on pulled from under him.
It makes him want to beat himself up, to hurt something, someone -- anything to take off any pain he could feel all over his body because he had failed to do the one thing he promised himself he would do. Because you got hurt.
You got hurt and you are far away and it is all because of him.
“I’m not lying, she stayed with us for the night but when Talia woke up she was already gone. Leaving only a note,” Bucky raised the piece of paper, giving Steve the freedom to snatch it from his hands.
‘I’m okay. Thank you for taking care of me.’
It really was your handwriting.
Steve could recognize it from 6 feet away.
Bucky sighed, shaking his head in disappointment, unable to face Steve’s pathetic face for a second more.
“She waited for you all night in that library and almost died. You’ve made it very, very clear for her where your priorities lie,” Bucky spat, now his anger clear, letting his friend know he was one wrong breath away from teaching him a lesson with his fist. The poison in his words threatens to drown his friend. “Trust me when I tell you she doesn’t want to see you. So for once, stay away.”
“Bucky --”
“You’ve done enough, Steve. If you don't want to hurt yourself or her even further,” Buck glared, pointing a finger at him. “Stay away.”
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“Why is Steve Roger’s here?”
Steve could hear the murmurs of the sophomores as they exited the lecture room for the day. The giggles and interested stares that used to fill him with so much confidence only now irates him. Especially when the one he was waiting for was clearly taking her time in cleaning up her area.
That was fine by him.
He can wait.
His feet were itching to walk towards you and finally have the conversation he had been dying to have with you 24 hours ago but he knew he was in no position to make any hasty demands for now.
Especially when everything he has ever known is hanging on a very frayed thread.
“Oh, Mr. Rogers! Here for her?” The professor patted his shoulder. He remembers him, he used to be his professor when he was a freshman.
“Yes sir,” he tried to act courteously.
“Good, good, I heard about the … well, you go take care of her she’s been having a hard time walking cause of her injuries.”
The old man should’ve just stabbed him on the neck and twisted it, the pain would’ve hurt less than the crushing weight of his guilt. Steve could barely give him a shaky smile.
When the professor left, Steve finally went through the door just in time to see you struggle to go down the stairs.
“Flower, let me --”
“No!”
Her frail voice echoed, it broke whatever was left of Steve’s hope that he would be able to resolve his mistakes quickly if he was just pathetic enough.
Despite her shaking body and slow movements she had never once looked at him for help.
It took everything in Steve to listen to her wishes and stay right where he is until she was already right in front of him.
Instincts screaming at him to lend a hand -- to take your hand and pull you close to him.
To fix everything so it can be what it once was again.
His whole life he had you beside him, behind him -- always an arm’s length away.
The thought of having to live through a life where he doesn’t have you makes him sick to his stomach. Like poison that sears a hole into his gut that can never heal.
From where he was standing he could only see the top of your head as you refused to meet his eyes. And despite finally standing so close Steve could almost see the foreign impenetrable wall she had built up around her, forcing him to become a bystander.
A stranger.
“F-Flower --”
“Don’t … please don’t,” you gasped weakly, shaking your head.
Knife.
He wants to be stabbed by a knife.
“I’m so sorry.”
Or maybe a bullet.
If he takes a shot to the chest the way you had almost done maybe you would look at him again.
“I …”
Steve zoned in on your words, despite not seeing your mouth move he refused to miss whatever command that will go out of your mouth if it means earning your forgiveness and trust once again.
“I have nothing to say to you.”
The words completely disarmed him, stealing the very breath from his lungs.
When he looked properly he could see that you were offering the jacket he had placed on your body the night he had left you alone. Clean and folded, like the final string of his relationship with you being severed right in front of his eyes.
“Please take it,” you whimpered. Steve can now finally see the toll this was taking on you, your trembling hold on his jacket giving him no choice but to grab the piece of cloth, gripping it so hard he could swear his fingernails were gonna rip a hole into it.
However, Steve instinctively reached for your arms as you moved to turn away. “Baby, hear me out.”
You chuckled mockingly.
“Hear what out?”
Steve’s blood froze at the coldness of your voice.
“That you were drunk? And you simply forgot? Do you know how insulting that is?”
Steve’s words failed him, leaving him uselessly staring at you. The script he had planned in his head burning into a pile of smoke when he is now faced with the consequences of his actions.
“Do you want me to hear how you broke your promise? How I waited for you all those hours like a goddamn moron, turning at every footstep, at every door opened only for you to never come back for me?”
“I --”
“Or should we talk about how I had almost died?”
The reminder felt like a twisted knife on his chest, searing and tearing until the pain travelled to every inch of his soul to consume him. Like every breath he took was scorching and burning his lungs,
“How … how I could’ve died and you … you wouldn’t have known.”
He fell to his knees then, clearly surprising you enough to make you step back, but not far enough that he couldn’t reach your hand, gripping it desperately like it was his only lifeline. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, flower. I have no excuse. Please, don’t leave me. Please, I can’t -- don’t say that please.”
He couldn’t even imagine -- waking up and hearing that your body had been found on the streets, bleeding out, while he was knocked out drunk on some strangers couch. He doesn’t think he would have been able to live with himself. That he would have to wake up into a world where you wouldn’t be there.
And it would be his fault.
“This won’t happen again. Just one more chance, flower --”
“I don’t care for your promises anymore, Steve,” the shake in your voice let him know you were barely holding on to yourself. “I can’t bear any of your promises anymore. I can’t.”
This time the two of you had tears falling in each of your eyes, your sobs echoing on the hollow room as the relationship you had carefully built throughout the years crashed and burned to the ground.
Images of their bright history cracking right in front of his eyes, swallowed by the fire he had lit himself.
“I can’t love you anymore.”
And all he could do was watch -- watch as the one he had loved and protected his entire life get swallowed along with it.
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And scene!
Would it be cruel to go on a hiatus after this chapter? Yes, yes it will.
Am I going on a hiatus anyways? Yes, yes I am.
- tia
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Chapter 12: “The Casanova”
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Kim Taehyung: The Casanova.
Flashback
Y/N was waiting for Youngji at the canteen. Recently, Youngji has been very busy with her class since this new history teacher of her's came around. Y/N never complain anyways since she got to see Jungkook during recess.
A few minutes after, Youngji finally arrives. "Hey! Sorry i'm late, she's holding our class again.. Oouu, i see you're having your own fun here aren't ya?" Youngji winked while looking at Y/N’s direction which is directly towards Jungkook's table.
Y/N grins. "Oh come on, it's not that much of a sin right?? He's too handsome and cute to not to be look at, I mean look at him! It'll be such a waste," she jokes and Youngji shook her head. She sat down beside her and begin to open her box of home cooked meal.
"Okay, okay. I get it. I totally support your love for him. You know, sometimes i wonder why did that Irene broke up with him, I mean look at him, literally, even my classmates is head over heels for him," Youngji stated.
"Yeah. His lips are so kissable and plump and-"
"Aish! Yah i'm eating! Can we not talk about him for one moment?" Youngji yells making Y/N laugh. She quickly surrenders and ate her food while eyeing Jungkook.
After recess had ended, Youngji and Y/N decided to walk to class together.
"And then, she told me about this guy-" Youngji stops her latest gossip about her classmates to Y/N; when they spot a couple making out like thirsty animals in the open hall.
"Jeez.. don't they have other place to do it? That is so disgusting," Y/N told her. Youngji makes a 'yuck' face and nods.
The boy seems to notice their presence so he pulls away from sucking the girl's face to catch his own breath. The girl giggles while wiping her lipstick, then rustle the boy's hair. The boy look at Y/N and smirk before pulling the girl's waist for a heated make out session again.
"Ughh... come on Y/N, there's not much to look at here," Youngji said pulling Y/N to walk pass them. Y/N quickly agrees. As they walk pass them, the boy, still kissing the girl, look at Y/N in a seductive gaze and wink. He freaking WINKED.
"Did you see that?" Y/N asks Youngji. "See what?" Her friend replied. "He winked at me. Why would he wink at me if he's kissing another girl?"
Youngji shook her head. "No, no, no, Y/N. Don't get fooled. I know that guy. He's a classmate of mine, Kim Taehyung. Though i didn't know much about him, he flirts with girls all the time, it's his hobby. Some say his reputation is known as the school's biggest Casanova. He even ask for my number before i tell him to fuck-off. Stay away from him understand? focus on Jungkook."
Y/N chuckled lightly. "Hey don't worry, there's no way i'm letting myself fall for a guy like that."
...
"Aish..where is she? It's going to rain soon and her class should have ended 15 minutes ago..." Y/N mumbles to herself. Youngji seems to be held back in her class again. She look at her watch and decided to go to the toilet first.
"Where is this girl? I think next ti-"
"Urm.. Taehyung.. not too rough," a voice pleads. Y/N, who was walking down the hall to the toilet stops.
"I can't baby, you're too pretty.." another voice said and this time it was a guy's voice. Y/N hides behind one of the janitor's closet.
Are they having..? Oh god, can't they do it someplace else?? This is mere disgusting, Y/N said to herself while peeking at the owner of the sharp breath intakes.
Finally she get to see who it is and to her relief, no, they're not doing what she thinks they are.
...
Sujeong.
It was them again. Taehyung and that girl he kissed the other day. She was from the class next to her's named Sujeong. Y/N peek at them, Taehyung kissing and biting her bottom lips harshly with both hand on her waist, while the girl itself pulls his hair, making it into a hot mess. Y/N covers her eyes, not knowing how the hell is she going to get out of here without them knowing her presence.
Youngji had informed, although Taehyung is a massive flirt, he had been in a relationship with Sujeong for a year. Rumor has it that even though Sujeong knew what he did behind her back, she didn't broke up with him as she loves him too much. Taehyung himself didn't initiate any broke up news. Who wonders why they've been in such relationship right?
Y/N quietly try to slip away from the room, not wanting to witness the scene any longer when,
"Are you watching us?"
Y/N stops. God knows how she wish she was a stone that time. She took a deep breath and turn around, looking at them with nervous eyes.
Taehyung, one arm around his girl while another in his pocket stares at Y/N with a sexy smirk while Sujeong, both arms had fall beside her waist, looks very bashful, probably because someone had caught them making out.
"Urm.. No? I was just on my way to the toilet," Y/N replied with a calm voice. "Really? Then why didn't you go then? The toilet's over there," Taehyung said pointing at the toilet behind them.
Y/N scoff. "Do you think i wanna go after seeing what you guys are doing?" Taehyung chuckled, amused by Y/N’s answer. Sujeong, seems shy of the whole situation was about to speak when Taehyung cuts her.
"Baby, look at her, she obviously wants to see us," he told her to which Sujeong giggles softly. Y/N look at him annoyingly when Taehyung scanned her face.
"Hey... you're the girl i heard is Jungkook's no.1 fan right? I heard you're bad shit crazy about him darling," He said with a sultry voice. Sujeong laugh softly, she seems innocent yet she still laugh when her boyfriend make fun of other's.
Great, Even they knew about that stupid old rumor. Why is it such a hot issue anyways?? That is so last year, Y/N said to herself.
Y/N didn't say anything, instead, she turn around and leave. There's no point in talking to these useless people just so they can laugh at her anyways. She was about to leave, until he stops her again.
"Come on, we're just joking, right babe? You're so serious, if it's a rumor, why should you care what i just said right?" Taehyung stated making Sujeong nods quietly.
"Well, i don't like jokes, especially if it's about me." Y/N replied ignoring him. Taehyung look at her straight in the eyes, making Y/N shivers.
"Ok. Let me rephrase everything. We're sorry for that uncool joke. Are we cool now?" He asks.
Y/N shrugs, nodding along the way. She walk away when Taehyung said something that confuses her.
"Nice meeting you by the way. We'll meet again, Lee Y/N." he told her.
He had already walk away with his girlfriend the moment Y/N turns to look at him. Weird. How does he even knew her name huh?
...
Apgujeong Mall.
Youngji and Y/N went to the movies today. It's a great way to spend their summer after weeks of studying. Youngji was the one getting all pumped up because her so-called boyfriend, Song Joong Ki, is the main lead in the new movie they'll be watching.
"I can't believe they didn't even kiss! Come on! Where's the fun in that?! There has to be a sequel or something to the movie!" Youngji yells, frustrated as they exited the theater.
Y/N laugh at Youngji's funny fuming face. "No. I googled it. That's it, no sequel or epilogue. The werewolf didn't get to be with the girl. kekeke," She laugh.
Youngji squints her eyes. "Great. Thanks for ruining the mood Y/N. Ahh~ such a waste, if i were Park Bo Young, i will definitely kiss him. I don't care if there's no scene related. I'll just kiss him."
Y/N giggles at her comment while sitting down at one of the stool in a fast food restaurant they walked in. After ordering their food, Youngji begin to review the unsatisfying movie again to which Y/N was forced to listen.
While sipping some of her drink, Y/N’s eyes caught 2 familiar figure outside the restaurant.
Their fingers were intertwined when suddenly, the girl pouts and crossed her arm over her chest making the guy turn her around to face him. He pulls her waist rewarding her with a deep kiss. The girl giggles and reach for the guy's arm, showing him the dress on sale in front of them.
Y/N was so caught up she didn't even notice Youngji had already finished her review.
"Yah! Are you're daydreaming while i talk again? Aish! Lee Y/N!" Youngji yells and Y/N snapped back to reality.
"Sorry, sorry, aish.. I was just looking at the couple over there, wonder what will me and Jungkook be when we become one.. hehe," she confessed.
Youngji laugh, looking at the couple outside. She too felt familiar of their back view, like she've seen them somewhere before. As they turned, Y/N and Youngji's confirmation came true.
Yup, they definitely knew them.
Who else was if it wasn't for
Kim Taehyung.
But the girl wasn't Sujeong, it was somebody else.
It was Kei, the school's beloved teacher's pet.
Y/N wasn't shocked anymore. She already knew what Taehyung is like. Kei is probably another one collection of his toys. When they're over, he'll get back with Sujeong again. He was known as the school's Casanova. So, this girl is no different.
"Wow. That's sonic fast. He broke up a one year relationship with Sujeong just to be with that. I still vote Sujeong, she's the prettiest and the most loyal among girls he dated, though that doesn't mean she's nice," Youngji states, biting her newly arrived fries.
Y/N gives her a glare. "What do you mean broke up? They, Taehyung and Sujeong, never broke up. She always knew what he's like. What are you talking about? And why haven't i know about this?" Y/N asks.
Youngji slurps her drinks while laughing at her friend. "That's because Miss Lee, you're always so busy with your sweetheart Jungkook you didn't have time for these juicy gossips." Y/N pouts.
"Oh come on, why the sudden break up? I really wanna know," Y/N adds. "Well, if you insist." She laugh.
Youngji gulps her drink. "On the last day of school before summer break starts, I heard Sujeong had left him for good. The news was, Sujeong can't stand him touching and flirting other girls anymore because she always get hurts in the end,"
"She wanted to do the same to him, I mean, to make him jealous, but it doesn't work because she loves him too much to hurt him that way. So she broke up with him even that she still loves him with all her heart."
"The worst part was, when ask for a break up, Taehyung just shrugs and said 'Ok.' He didn't even plead her like the guys in movies where they stopped the girl from breaking up with them and that crushed Sujeong even more. But if you ask me, their relationship is already unstable and it's good that she left him before it gets too serious." She ends the story.
Y/N’s shook her head. "What do you expect from him? To get her back? I doubt that if i was her. I've seen they was he flirt and kiss other girls. If i was Sujeong, i would dump him long time ago. And Kei? She's only one of god knows how many girls he's seeing."
Youngji agrees. "Yeah, well, enough with the gossip, let's eat, they both have settled it and i don't want to mingle with that Taehyung anytime soon," she told her. Y/N pick up her fries and put it in her mouth.
"Yeah, me neither."
...
"I know right?! Can't believe she was getting all freaked out because of that one tiny cockroach. Maybe i should bring the bug so she won't come to school, EVER!" They giggled along the way home.
"I ride the bike today? You?" Y/N ask her friend. "Really? Me too! Let's go get ice cream first! Then we'll go home!" Youngji yells excited. They exited the school's building and went to the bicycle lot. Y/N’s mind was once again caught in dreamland as she saw Jungkook and his friends laughing while walking to the bus stop.
"Ok. Stop it missy. Come on, we can watch him tomorrow," Youngji said pulling her red bike out.
Y/N smiles widely, pulling her blue bike also. Y/N was checking her tires when a black car suddenly pull over in front of them, leaving the two girls coughing because of the car's excessive carbon monoxide.
"What The F-?"
"Baby!!" A girls shrieks loudly behind them.
It was none other than Sinb, the English teacher's daughter. She cheered loudly, Purpose? to make other girls heard her. She ran pushing past Y/N and Youngji toward the black car.
When the car stops, once again, it was Taehyung. He came out from the car with a devilish sexy looks and embraced her in a hug, hands traveled down to her waist. He pulled her into a hug and kisses her in front of them, making her enjoyed it so much.
Just then, Sinb asked him, "Baby, where are we going today? Look at you, picking me up even that your class ended two hours ago, you're such an amazing boyfriend," she said, pecking his cheeks.
"I don't want my baby girl to walk alone don't I? I'm going to take you to a special place, just the two of us," He said and pulled the door so she can stepped in.
Once she stepped in, he closes the door, turn around and look at Y/N and Youngji's direction.
He wink while blewing them a kiss. They were lost in shocked. How could he? When one second ago, he just kiss his new girlfriend, and now, he's flirting with other girls. He laugh softly, getting into the driver's seat and drove away.
"I'm going to kill him one day, when will he stops those fuckboy tactics huh?" Youngji exclaimed angrily.
Y/N shrugs. "Honestly, I don't know."
...
It was finally the end of the year before the start of 2013. Sitting at the school's field, Y/N and Youngji felt calm and relaxed, chattering about things to do on new year's eve. Y/N scribble Jungkook's name on the back of her notebook while Youngji was looking at the sky.
"You know, sometimes i wonder when will both of us ever going to have a boyfriend," Youngji said. "Well, i'm getting one, and his name, is Jeon Jungkook," Y/N replied.
"Then i suppose, i have to find a boyfriend with the initial of 'J' to match you as well, Oh! Joongki!" She clapped happily and Y/N laugh at her silliness.
When she was about to say something, she heard two girls arguing and when they look at it, it was Kei and Sinb.
...
Kei & Sinb.
"You tramp! You're such a homewrecker! Why can't you just have other guy?! Are you that desperate?!" Sinb yells while pushing Kei's shoulder. The other girl go backwards.
She scoffed, "ME?? You're the cheap slut! Haven't you know i dated him first?! And then you suddenly wants him to be your boyfriend as well! You're the real homewrecker here!!" Kei yelled back.
Just then, a group of crowd begin to gather at the field, watching the scene in front of them. While the girls record the whole thing with their phone, the boys shouts, encouraging them to fight. Y/N and Youngji stand up to see what's happening between the girls.
"You slut!! He's mine first!! Gosh! How are we siblings anyways! I wish we were never anything!! I'm telling Dad about this!" Kei yelled while pulling Sinb's hair.
Sinb, known for her temper, didn't back up. "Telling Dad?! Hah! If he listens, because i know he'll listen to me, his favorite daughter!" She pulled Kei's hair back and push her down to the grass harshly. From the looks of it, both girls won't back up from the fight, adding fuel to the fire.
Kei smirks, even that she looks soft and feminine, she stood back, this time pulling Sinb's shirt, ripping them until her cleavage was exposed.
Y/N and Youngji ran to the situation before it gets worse. They hope they can stop them before Sinb's Mom arrives not to mention, the principal. They can be expelled for such behavior at this school.
"Stop it! Stop it!" They both push the crowds, Y/N pulling Kei while Youngji pulled Sinb from clawing her face.
"You stay out! This is between me and her!" Sinb yelled at them but Youngji replied sternly, "And what? So your Mom will come here and drag both you and her to the principal, getting both of you expelled?" She said. Sinb didn't say anything. She yanked her shoulder, pointing her index finger at Kei.
"You can have him. You're a slut anyways and i'm sure before he even finishes with you, he's banging other girl behind your back!" She shouts, storming away with fire in her eye. Kei yelled back, body still embraced in Y/N’s back hug.
"Yeah well! You're the whore! I think he prefers someone who can please him like me and not you! Don't bother calling me after this!" She said and huffs her hair, arms yanking before giving Y/N and Youngji a death glare before storming off as well.
The crowds begin to disappear, leaving them both shocked about what just happened. Y/N quickly pull one of her classmate that happens to be there. Youngji stare at her, curious about what she's about to do.
"Hey Seungkwan, what the heck just happened? We're sitting over there and suddenly we heard them fighting, do you know why?" Y/N look at the short guy. Seungkwan, known for being the school's top paparazzi chuckled.
"What? You girls don't know? Then why do you interrupt such interesting scene, i could put it in my blog," he said making Youngji pinch his arms.
"Focus dude, what's up?"
He rolled his eyes. "You guys do know that Kei and Sinb are half sisters right? The same Dad but different Mom?" He asks. Y/N and Youngji closed their mouth. "What? Really? Wow, no wonder they always looks a bit similar," Y/N exclaimed.
Seungkwan chuckled. "Wow, you girls must really be living under a rock to not know that old fact," he adds before continuing. "Well, but that's not the big deal, the big deal is, not only do they look a bit similar, apparently, they share the same guy too," he said laughing softly in the end.
"What? Share the same guy?" Youngji said. Seungkwan nods once again. "Yup, Kei and Sinb were like real sisters but three days ago, Sinb found out that Kei was kissing her boyfriend, wait, wait, their boyfriend. It was that playboy, Kim Taehyung who wreck their sisterly bond,"
"After Sinb had gone out of Kei's house, finding them kissing each other, she went crazy. She cuts all ties with Kei and trash the stuff she bough for her. Kei on the other hand, was angry because she claimed Taehyung was only dating her and stated that maybe she misinterpreted Taehyung's kindness for love. Sinb went crazy and said she was the one dating Taehyung all along. So that's how this happened today."
Seungkwan's story makes sense after they caught Sinb with Taehyung not a month after he's with Kei. He walk away after the bell rings leaving the girls alone.
"Can't believe he's that evil," Youngji said. Y/N nods, trying to make sense the situation.
"Wow.. just.. wow," was all that was left for her to say.
...
2013
The start of a new year. Fresh and unchaotic since there's not yet any stupid gossips. Last year's biggest gossip had probably died down after both sisters moved away from the school.
"Hey I can teach you that if you want to learn," Y/N greets the boy next to her. As he looked up from his history book, she smile sincerely at him.
"Thank you so much for the rescue," he said letting Y/N sit next to him in class. Y/N smiled, "I'm Lee Y/N by the way, i love history but i hate math," she adds. The boys grins.
"I'm Park Jimin, it's okay, i can help you with that. It's so weird why girls is good at history while boys are obsessed with Math question." He smiled trying to understand what Y/N is teaching him.
Unknown to them, this is the starting point of their friendship.
...
Y/N stares at Jungkook who was playing soccer in the field. He look so cute and sexy, covered in sweats after a tournament with his friends. He drink his water bottle and sat down, watching the game played by his friends.
"Boo!" Somebody surprised her. It was none other than Youngji.
"What the heck! don't you dare do that again, i'll probably blurt out i like Jungkook in front of him," she whispers while slapping Youngji's arm. She yelled a small 'Ow!' before sitting next to her under the shady tree.
"Hey wanna know something? I heard that playboy Taehyung is not dating anybody right now, girls are auditioning to be his girlfriend right away." Youngji whispered. Y/N stares at her.
"Well, i won't be lining anytime soon since my soulmate is over there, and wanna know something more interesting? Jimin is friends with that Taehyung, BEST FRIENDS, can you believe it?" Y/N told her.
Youngji covers her mouth.
"Really? Jimin is so sweet, why does he have such a jerky asshole of a best friend?" She ask.
"I don't even know why Youngji," Y/N states, eyes shining as she see Jungkook walking away with a towel and a water bottle. "Well, let's go home now, i'm really tired i just needed some sleep, come on." Youngji said pulling Y/N up.
...
Nayeon.
Who said Kim Taehyung is single? A hot Casanova like that, would never ever be single. Youngji's prediction come to an end today as Y/N spots Taehyung and his new toy, the girl from her old class named Nayeon, sucking each other's faces in class.
Y/N was half an hour early and when she arrives, she saw Nayeon in her class, which happens to be Taehyung's class as well, sitting on his lap, fingers tangled in his hair, stroking it lightly. His arms was wrapping around her waist, securing her from falling off the chair.
Y/N dislikes Nayeon. Why? Oh maybe because Nayeon hates her as well. She just had to trust that liar Yujin's mouth. Y/N felt uncomfortable but she push the feelings away. But the annoying giggle was heard behind her as she sit down to do her unfinished homework last night.
"Babe.. i want more.." Nayeon pleads fingers playing with Taehyung's button. Taehyung eyed Y/N while his hands are on Nayeon's thigh. He smirks.
"Later baby, i'll give you more than that. Right now, they're people in class, she might felt a bit uncomfortable," he says with a husky voice. Y/N didn't look up, instead, she focused on her book alone, headphones in her ears.
Taehyung feel challenged, so he put Nayeon down and make his way to Y/N. He stood beside her, pulling the earphone out of her ears.
"Hey!" She shouts. "What do you want? I'm studying," she adds. Taehyung look at her and lean down to her face, "Are you? Are you really studying?"
Y/N look up at him when he speaks. "Tell me, are you uncomfortable seeing us back there, Huh?" Taehyung said leaning dangerously close. "No. Do whatever you guys want, just don't bother me, sheesh," Y/N scoffs.
He laugh evilly. "Then you won't mind if i kiss my girlfriend in here right?" He asks to which Y/N shook her head, uninterested. He motion for Nayeon to get closer and sit on his lap again, this time, in front of Y/N’s table.
Y/N’s eyes widened, feeling as if he's laughing at her. They kissed each other roughly, shoving tongue into each other's mouth, Right. In front. Of. Her. Y/N let out a huge sigh, close her books and went out. "I'm going for a walk, let me know when you guys are finish okay?"
She rolled her eyes when Nayeon and Taehyung laughs annoyingly. Before she go, Taehyung make sure she hears what he said to Nayeon next, "Jealous."
Weeks after that, the school start gossiping about Taehyung and Nayeon becoming an item. He make sure his relationship with Nayeon known to the public and Nayeon showed how sweet of a girlfriend she is by bringing him home cooked meal by herself everyday for him she almost burn her hand while cooking a muffin for him.
He kissed her in front of other students and mostly, people like seeing their skinship because they match each other. Taehyung was drop dead handsome, who has a beautiful, gorgeous girl like Nayeon wrapped around his fingers.
But changed? To Y/N he isn't. She still sees that devil twinkle in his eyes whenever he smirks.
She saw Nayeon's effort on him. How she is very possessive over him more than Sujeong ever was. So when she stuff her food in Taehyung's mouth, acting like a mother taking care of a baby, Youngji and Y/N laugh at it.
"That is so going to end soon. As far as i know, Taehyung hates clingy girls," Youngji said. Y/N laugh and chomp on her meat.
"Just let them be Youngji, maybe she's the one, Taehyung doesn't seems like he hates it after all," Y/N giggles.
"That's what they say about Sujeong, look at where she is now," Youngji claimed."Well.. He's not that important in my life, it's Jungkook that matters," Y/N said proudly.
"We'll see where it goes." Youngji eyed Nayeon and Taehyung from across the canteen, feeding each other.
...
Months later.
After a sudden heartbreaking news about Jungkook and Nayeon, Y/N finally learn to let him go. It wasn't easy, wiping those lovable memory of him. Nobody else had made her fall so deeply like how Jungkook did.
"Hey Y/N, you're okay? Don't be too upset please, I'm sure Jungkook is nothing compare to your soulmate," Youngji comforts her. She felt sorry for Y/N and she noticed Y/N had been quite off since the news broke.
"Come on girl, it's been months already, time to forget him. If he doesn't know what he's missing, that's his loss. Right now, you're free from waiting for something that's never gonna happen. I suggest you look for a new love," Youngji cheered her up.
Y/N smiles weakly. "Thanks Youngji, for being there for me, you're a good friend." Y/N compliment her to which she chuckled, "That's what friends are for."
They continue to solve the difficult math equation when Jimin walk up to them. "Hey guys, whattcha guys up to?" He asks. Y/N look up and saw Jimin greeting her brightly.
"Oh nothing, just math stuff," Youngji replied. Jimin sat down and the girls notice, he brings a friend with him, a familiar one.
"Sorry for bringing him here, he insists on coming," Jimin mutters. Youngji squints her eyes at him. "Do anything funny and i'll kill you Kim Taehyung."
He laugh hardly. "Oh come on, why do you guys hate me so much? it's not my fault girls are attracted to me," he said flirting with them. Y/N look up and notice he winked at her. She rolls her eyes and turn to her book.
"It's okay guys, Taehyung has really changed. He's not going all playboy anymore, he told me, he need good grades and he doesn't want to waste time on girls any longer, you guys are safe," Jimin explained making Youngji and Y/N laugh in a mocking way.
"What? What's so funny?" Jimin asks. Taehyung look at them as well. "Kim Taehyung? Changed? Come on, he won't last a week, no a day without checking out girls," Youngji laughs. Y/N giggled softly, a bit intimidated by the way Taehyung was clenching his jaw at Youngji's word.
"Tell me something Taehyung. Why did you broke up with Nayeon, is it because you found another girl, again?" Youngji ask to which Taehyung smirks, not even ashamed of his past lover's mentioned.
"Well, she wanted it. Besides, i can't stand her clinginess, glad that she find her real happiness with that Jungkook now, don't we Y/N?" He said firing Y/N about it. Y/N nods awkwardly but Jimin noticed her change of face.
"You okay Y/N? You look a bit off.."
"I'm fine! Don't worry chimchim, really, i'm good. Just, let's get back to the equation," She assures him. Youngji look at Taehyung with rage, he did it on purpose just to make Y/N more upset. Y/N decided to brush it off.
She continue to do her work when Taehyung interrupted. "I can help you with that if you're struggling," Y/N look up, laughing softly under her breath but Taehyung manage to catch it.
"What? You think just because i'm a playboy i'm dumb as well? Don't look down on me, Jimin and I were the two top scorer in math last year," he told her. Y/N sense a tinge of guilt, so she give him a chance. "Fine. Fine. Solve it, let's see if what you said is true."
Taehyung grabs one pen and a calculator, beginning to solve the equation. Y/N look at his work, but a few minutes later, her focus was on Taehyung himself. Y/N giggles softly in her own mind. Who would have though, this, is Kim Taehyung.
He looks so different. This is the first time, Y/N ever gets a real close-up of him. In this 2 years span of Y/N’s view of him, never did she notice how Taehyung is very confident and good on this subject.
Because the Taehyung she always knew is predictable. The school's top Casanova who flirts with a lot of girls. He's kinda pervert but he's undoubtedly charming plus devilishly sexy. That's why he had a huge fan base of girls lining up whenever he announce his single status. He's smart also, know her way with the girls he went out with.
But this Taehyung? He looks different from that one. His focused on the equation makes all of his bad side disappeared. Up close, he really is handsome.
His big brown eyes looks like a little puppy and his thin lips that always smirks cheekily, when he bites them, it looks even more sexier. His brown hair was perfectly fluffy while his sharp gaze? It makes girls go wild.
Taehyung smiles, displaying a cute square box shape on his lips.
"I know i'm handsome, no need to stare, here, it is done." He said snapping Y/N out of her dreamland. "Don't get ahead of yourself, i'm not staring at you," Y/N lied.
"Wow, you got it all right. Nice job." Y/N compliments as she checked his answer on the back of the book. He smirks. "Well, let's say i'm not that stupid okay? So what do i get in return?" He asks. Y/N glares at him. "What do you mean you get back? You volunteer on doing this."
Lucky for him, Youngji and Jimin had already left for curricular activities so they didn't hear his flirty words to her. "Okay, okay, what about this? You teach me history in return? I hate it, and i know you've been teaching Jimin lately, why not add one person more?" He asks.
Y/N fiddle with her finger. Thinking if this is a good idea or not when she finally gives up.
"Urghh.. fine, but you'll have to teach me math in return alright? My rule is simple, no funny flirty tactics during study session, deal?" Taehyung smiles happily.
"Deal."
...
Over the past few months of countless study sessions with Taehyung, Y/N’s mind was lifted from Jungkook. She happily agrees whenever Taehyung ask for a meet up to help him study.
Little by little, from a small crush, Y/N find herself falling for Taehyung's charm. He didn't hang with other girls, not even once and whenever a girl try to flirt with him, he just focused on his study session with Y/N and Jimin. Though Youngji had warned her about him, Y/N believe Taehyung has change.
Because, Kim Taehyung made her believe in love again.
It is true. Her mind kept thinking about him. When she dream,it consist of him. Taehyung waits for her every morning in class, with that cheeky smile and a cup of coffee. Y/N finds herself thinking about his touch for days whenever their fingers brush accidentally. When she's at home, she was always expecting for Taehyung's text on how she's doing, those small talks that leads to her late night squeaks.
Y/N’s can feel her feelings begins to grow deeper. She knew it's dangerous because of his reputation before, but she believe in him.
Lately, Taehyung made this small gestures for example, wiping a stain on her lips with his thumbs or removing a strand of hair from covering her eyes and leans too close she almost faint. He compliments her on little things, such as Haneul's kindergarten pictures and often uses her lap as a pillow after getting tired of studying.
Y/N had told Youngji and Jimin about it after she accidentally blurt out she was crushing on Taehyung. Jimin was so happy. Youngji on the other hand advice her to be careful, since she didn't trust Taehyung much but Y/N assures her he's okay. Jimin had offered to help but Y/N thanked him and said she wants to wait for the perfect time to confess.
Y/N was definitely in love.
...
Y/N and Jimin decided to go the mall today. Jimin wants to treat her ice cream since he lost a bet on who had the highest score in history. Y/N was so happy she wish he lost the bet all the time.
"You wait here. I'll go buy the ice cream okay? Here, hold my backpack." He hands his stuff full backpack.
"It's so heavy!" Y/N complains but Jimin pretends he doesn't listen and laugh it off.
Y/N giggled quietly and sit on a bench there. Her eyes wonders around when suddenly, a soft voice greets her. "Lee Y/N? Oh my god, long time no see!" The girl hugs her. When she broke off the hug, Y/N finally recognize who the girl is.
"Sujeong?! Wow! You're looking good!" She yells. Though they're not close friends, Y/N never hate her. She stares at the man holding Sujeong's hand.
"Oh this, my boyfriend, Hoya." She introduce and he smiles politely at her. "You've been doing well, i'm happy for you," Y/N smiles. She smiled back and replied, "Yeah, never been better. You've got yourself a cute guy too over there," she said teasing her.
"What Jimin? No, we're just friends, plus, he's my classmate. We're out here hanging." Y/N adds. Sujeong smiles at her. They sit down and catch up for a while when the topic suddenly change to Taehyung.
"I heard from Youngji that you're into Taehyung, is it true? The whole school talks about how he only had his eyes for you now," Sujeong ask which makes Y/N smiles shyly.
"Urmm.. we're friends now, but can you keep a secret? Yeah.. i.. urm..i kinda like him.. we're in a study session together. He've change a lot you know," Y/N adds to which Sujeong hums.
Hoya excuse himself to the toilet and Sujeong nods. Sujeong turn back to her with a worried face.
"Look, Y/N, I know Taehyung. Don't get me wrong, my feelings for him had vanish and i totally support it if you like him, but i want you to be careful," Sujeong advises. Y/N stares at her. "Be careful? Of what? Don't worry Sujeong, he's not the same Taehyung. He've change, I change him-"
"A person like Taehyung doesn't easily change Y/N. It took him a lot to do that and trust me, I've tried everything for him to change yet he still broke my heart. When i first heard the news about you and him, i can sense it. He's up too something," Sujeong warns her.
"What do you mean?" Y/N focus on her words.
She let out a deep sigh. "Y/N, He hurt me before and i don't want he hurts you too. But i can't control about your feelings can i? so i just want to give you a little piece of advice, be very careful okay? And if you can, don't fall for those charm of his, the last thing i want to know is you getting brokenhearted. He's up too something Y/N. Trust me, i know." She told her and Y/N blink her eyes.
They end the meeting warmly and both went separate ways after that.
Don't worry Y/N, she doesn't know what she's talking about.
...
After the final exam for the year is over, the students celebrates. It was near Halloween where most students are throwing parties everywhere. Y/N, Youngji and Jimin was invited to one, even though Y/N insist on sticking with the trick or treating.
But she changed her mind when Taehyung was also invited to that party. Y/N and Youngji never been to a party before so, this excites them. Plus, Jimin offers a ride there. Taehyung had insist on bringing Y/N at first but he said he will be waiting for them there. Y/N blushes when Jimin teases her about it.
"How big do you think the party is? Do they serve alcoholic drink? I won't drink it, i'm not yet legal," Youngji stated making them laugh.
"Don't worry, i'll be taking care of you girls if by chance you 'accidentally' get drunk. Your mums did ask me to take care of you two." Jimin told them. Y/N hums but she looks so quiet tonight.
"Y/N? What's wrong?" Jimin held her shoulder.
"Urm nothing. It's just uhh.... I- ImgoingtoconfesstoTaehyung." Y/N spoke fastly. Jimin and Youngji's eyes lighten up.
"Really? Good luck then! I'm sure you and Taehyung would make a great couple! I ship you guys!" Jimin screams but Youngji just smile. She doesn't like the idea, but she support her friend anyways.
Y/N smiles widely, heart thumping on the though of Taehyung and her confession.
After tonight, everything's going to change.
...
The Party.
The party looks kinda wild since Y/N and Youngji notice how much skin the girls shows compared to them. Y/N and Jimin had agreed to dress up as Mickey and Minnie mouse while Youngji, who refuse the idea of being Goofy, join them by dressing up as Anna of Frozen.
But the girls there? A lot of them only wore skirts that manage to show their panties and corsets that give a full view of their breast, the only thing they hide was their nipple. Even the Disney princess's costume they wear is provoking.
Jimin pulls Y/N and Youngji's hand to the table and get them something to drink. After the first few drinks (coke), Jimin chuckled at them whose eyes are wide, staring at the crowds of boys on the pool outside.
"Don't worry, they won't bother you girls, about the girls in here, don't be too surprised, they wore that to attract boys at parties like this frequently." He told them to which they both nod innocently.
The big pool outside were scattered with girls in bikini's and boys in shorts. Inside, the crowds were drinking and some had gone drunk dancing on the floor. The DJ was playing the music loudly where the crystal chandelier shakes to its sound. Jimin had excuse himself to meet up with some of his friends while Youngji went for the food bar, finding it more interesting than being between those sweaty body.
Y/N scans around, looking for a glimpse of Taehyung but she can't seems to find him anywhere. The house was huge, more like a mansion. She wonder who had thrown such party like this. Everything looks so glamorous yet disgusting in some way.
Y/N fish her phone out of the pocket of her dress.
To: Taehyungie.
She looks around for a second, searching for Taehyung, worried that he might not see her when her phone buzzed.
From: Taehyungie.
Y/N grins. She loves it when Taehyung sends those emoticons. A few minutes of waiting and breathing hardly, Y/N loses her patience. She needs to see Taehyung now or she'll back out from telling him and she doesn't want this to end like Jungkook.
To: Taehyungie.
She waited but Taehyung didn't respond to the text so she decides to find the staircase upstairs and meet him there. She doesn't want to keep her feelings bottled up any longer.
As she walks upstairs she admire the paintings on the wall. She also saw a strangely familiar pink heels and a portrait of a dog she sure she used to see.
"Wow.. so beautiful, who liv-"
Her conscience were interrupted with a loud thud and a creak of something. She turn behind wondering what the sound was.
"What the hel-"
"YES! Ah! Yes! Faster! Ahh fuck!" The girls's voice makes Y/N’s blood run cold.
She convince herself, it's not what she's thinking right?
She approach where the sound comes from and it appears to be from one of the main bedroom in the house. The door was slightly open, so she was able to see what the sound is about. But as she peek at it, she regrets everything at the sigh that will haunt her forever.
There he was, Kim Taehyung, fucking another girl on the bed.
Their bodies were entangled in the sheets passionately. His face was facing the door but he didn't notice Y/N was standing there watching the whole scene.
The girl wrapped her legs around his waist while he thrust into her, sweats forming from his forehead as they both moan at the pleasure hitting them. The bed creaks while Taehyung molded his lips with her's in a rough way, burying his face in the crook of her neck.
"Ah fuck~ Yes Taehyung, Ah! That feels so good, harder baby!" The girl moan as she mess his hair and he smirks shutting her by thrusting more harshly, groping her breast with one hand while the other hold her waist.
Suddenly, while the girl was hugging his neck, Taehyung locked his eyes with Y/N’s. He look at her for 10 seconds.
And then he smirks.
No, he didn't feel ashamed or shocked. By the way he smirk, Y/N had realized, he planned this. Realization hits her when she remembers what Sujeong warn's her about is true. This, is the real Kim Taehyung.
"Yeah, You like that baby? You like it when i fuck you this good? That's because you're so beautiful baby girl, unlike other girls I've known, Yess! Ah!" he moans.
Taehyung looked at Y/N deeply in the eyes while thrusting into the girl, laughing at her pain.
"Hey baby, care to join?"
He ask Y/N suddenly, whose mind was processing everything. The girl noticed so she push him down and turn backwards, and that's when Y/N knew it all, their master plan.
...
Irene.
Irene giggles, looking at Y/N who stand at the door like a fool. As if she's laughing at her pain, she turns back to Taehyung, careless of how naked she looked and pull his hair closer so she can give him a deep, rough kiss.
Taehyung smiles devilishly, and drop the final bomb.
"I win." He wink.
Y/N quickly ran downstairs, knees feeling weak and tears threatening to fall in a matter of second. Her eyes burn with salty tears as she ran downstairs, disgusted and embarrassed how she could have fall for this asshole. Now she knew whose party is this. It's Irene's.
Y/N ran downstairs weakly. She almost felt from the staircase when Jimin caught her. He notice her crying and panic almost instantly. Just then, Youngji arrived at the scene.
"Hey! Hey! What happened?! Oh my gosh! tell us please Y/N, you're freaking us out!" Youngji demand. Y/N can't seems to say a word. She was sobbing with her own broken tears.
Jimin and Youngji look up, and out came Taehyung, shirtless with only a boxer on with Irene on his arm, wrap around her white duvet.
"Sorry for not being able to return your text darling, I've been a bit.. 'preoccupied', " Taehyung said with a disgusting voice.
"You motherfu-" Jimin almost curse when Irene cuts him. They. Fucking. Laugh. How evil.
"Y/N.. Y/N.. poor innocent lamb, you are so unbelievably stupid. You just don't get it don't you honey? Him and Jungkook? Wow, You're so full of yourself! How many times do i have to told you, you will never ever be in their league? But you're so stubborn and looks whose getting hurt in the end!" Irene mocks her.
Y/N wipes her tears. Youngji who was already pulling up her sleeves was stopped when Y/N opens her mouth.
"Why.. what did i ever do to you? Why do this... to me?" She ask half sobbingly.
Irene chuckled. "Why? Let's just say this is the end of your sweet punishment for making me look like a bad person 3 years ago. Most people adored you and they didn't believe me when i told them about your obsession, but someone did, and that person is my baby over here," she said, kissing Taehyung's cheek.
"I told him you were easy, you lived in your fantasy about love and blah.. blah.. all that crap about love between an average girl and hot guy. He didn't believe me at first, but well, he took the challenge," Irene smirks.
"What challenge?" Youngji asks angrily. Taehyung smiles staring down at Y/N without any guilt.
"Oh! That small detail?? This, all this has been planned perfectly by us. Let's say... it started as a bet? If he could lure her to fall for him, i would personally give him anything that he wants. But if he loses, he's going to have to transfer to another school. Oh, did i mention he wins?" Y/N look at her with hatred in her eyes.
"-And his request.. let's see.. oh! It's ME. I'm the real prize here, not you, not any girl, but me. So keep in mind Y/N, stop living in that perfect fantasy of yours. Just accept the fact that guys like him will never be with someone like you. Remember, You're not in his league. Thanks for giving us a fun show," She giggles.
Jimin look at Taehyung with so much hatred and dissappointment of their friendship.
"I'm.. i'm a bet? All this time.. the study sessions.. our moments together.. it was all.. a lie?" She sobs. She wants an answer.
Taehyung huffs. "Lie? It's called mutualism, sweetie. I use you for a better grade and a bet, while you use me as a rebound to forget about your broken heart. Fair enough. And for the record, Irene was the one suggesting Nayeon for her to get back to Kookie while I convinced him she still loves him. Aren't we the nicest couple ever? They love each other, what could we do right?" He told her.
Y/N tears begins to fall. She was a bet all this time. She was in a game full of pathetic players. Jimin and Youngji glares at them angrily, face red from finding out their pathetic bet.
"So all this time, you knew about my feelings, you.. you knew i like you?" Y/N voiced out.
Irene laugh hardly as Taehyung chuckled. They look at her as if she sounds like the most idiotic person on earth.
"You're so funny. Of course i knew, That was the plan! Wait, Do you honestly think I like you too? Awww~ You fall for me real hard don't you sweetie? My baby was right, you are stupid."
"It wasn't my fault you fall for me, you've seen me do this to so many girls before but still you open your heart for me, thinking i'm different and that you change me. Really? you think a girl like you can change me?" Y/N look at him with tears in her eyes.
"You should blame yourself in this situation you know. You should have believe your geeky friend when she warn you about me. My baby is right once again, you are easy." He chuckled while Irene hugs his waist.
Y/N was broken. A lot worse than before. This time, the pain doubled. It continues where it had left. Taehyung doesn't realize how he had made a deep cut in her. She can't believe this is Taehyung. He sound so heartless and cruel. This is the man she believe had changed.
"Come on Y/N. We shouldn't have been here in the first place," Youngji claimed angrily, pulling her best friend from those two.
"Don't ever call me your friend anymore, you're sick Tae," Jimin sharply told him.
He just shrugs. "Well, i don't need you anymore, you're just a bridge for me to climb and get through her, So yeah. Thanks for the help." Jimin gritted his teeth but Y/N quickly stop him.
She turns to Taehyung once again.
One last time.
"Have you ever love me?"
Taehyung stares at her with an unreadable expression.
And she was hoping this isn't true.
But she shouldn't have asked that. Because what's next hurts the most.
He scoffs.
"Love? I'm not even closed to liking you. I can get any girls that i want, especially precious one's like Irene, why exactly, would i want you?"
That's it. That's all it takes for Y/N to left the house with a broken, wounded love. Irene pulled Taehyung back into her bedroom, continue doing what they did earlier.
...
The drive back home was really quiet. They felt sorry for her and angry for not being able to punch those jerks in the face. Youngji and Jimin knew better to not ask her if she's okay or not because she definitely is not okay.
Jimin glance at Youngji carefully.
"Whose Kookie?" He whispers curiously but that question were left hanging in the air since Youngji mouthed a 'Don't Ask' to him. Eventually, Jimin never ask that question anymore.
...
After the incident, Jimin cuts all ties with Taehyung and his jerk group of friends. Apparently, they knew about the bet involving Y/N and what they did was celebrates their win by pairing as one with Irene's friends. He doesn't want anything to do with those pathetic people anymore.
Half of the school actually knew about the news and some of them laugh at her for being too dense. Some pity her but they didn't dare say anything since Irene is the most influential people in school. She can do anything to them.
Ever since that night, Irene was announced as Taehyung's new girlfriend. No girls in school dared to flirt with him anymore. In school, She would purposely brushes Taehyung's thigh or sit on his lap while Y/N is looking and kiss him when she walk pass them. Taehyung was no better, he became his old self again, shoving his tongue in her mouth wherever he can just to rub it in Y/N’s face.
Y/N looks depressed and she became really quiet. She didn't talk to anybody except for Youngji and Jimin for 2 whole weeks. Youngji had accompanied her home everyday, encourage her that if she can forget Jungkook whom she likes for 3 years, she can easily do it to Taehyung too.
And that's what she do. The memories and mocking still hurts but Y/N remind herself, this is all temporary. It's going to end soon. She's getting used to ignoring their presence and try to get over that stupid crush by smiling and laughing like nothing ever happened. Who knows, after a while, it works. Y/N had heal her wounded heart by herself.
She swore that she would never fall for him again. She would never easily believe in changes. She would never glance or spoke to him for the rest of her life. He said it himself, he would never want to be with somebody like her if he got better options.
Y/N keep learning to accept because it's not easy, being stab twice in the heart in a year, but she read it in her mind everyday,
Sometimes the truth is painful,
But she rather hear the truth that hurts, than the comforting sugar coated lies.
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The Top 20
20)Alkymist - Canada- Spellcraft Ceremony
- This is just good, intricate black metal that is both melodic yet fiery, with great structure and delivery.
19)Trenchant- Martial Chaos
-This is some great new Texas death metal that is simultaneously bludgeoning and melodic, with a smooth delivery to the roar of the music. I need more death metal bands like this.
18)Elegiac- Pagan Storm
- A beautifully melancholic black metal album, raw but slower, with an expansive sound that pulls you in and worships times past. This project keeps growing, incorporating new elements, yet does so well enough that the growth remains organic and delightful.
17)Thy Dying Light- Cold in Death
- This is pure traditional black metal worship from Britain that sounds like it crawled right out of Norway in the 90s, yet instead of sounding cliche it just sounds amazing and fresh. It is awesome.
16) Churchacide- Bilesoaked Blades
- Roaring Texas death metal that will crush you with riffs. Its fast, its fun, it'll blast you off your feet. This was a good year for Texas death metal, and this was my favorite release for it.
15)IMPERIAL TRIUMPHANT- Vile Luxury
- Another one of those perfectly titled albums, this thing is amazing. A mixture of the perfect slimey death metal undercurrent, with soaring brass interspersed and stellar musicianship, this album is a pinnacle of art. They're a great live show too.
14)Arketh- 12 Winter Moons Comes the Witches Brew
- This psychedelic, avant-garde black metal release is just so much fun. It's weirdly wonderful in all the right ways, and I listened to it a lot this year.
13)Gary Numan Official- Savage: Songs from a Broken World
- This is an amazing electronic album, and the song "My Name is Ruin" is one of my favorite songs this year. This album should not be overlooked. Another older musician showing the young ones he's still got it.
12)Lord Of The Lost- Thornstar
- This is an excellent album from this band, possibly my favorite of theirs yet. They've solidified their sound and delivered something exceptional.
11)Kvalvaag- Seid
- If I put you on par with Emperor, it means I really like your music. This is one of the few modern black metal bands that for me achieves that chaos made melody sound Emperor specialized in. I love it.
10)Lucifer's Child- The Order
- Its a really good take on the Rotting Christ black metal sound, roaring like a beast from the pits and just not stopping. Plus, riffs.
9)Crawl/Leviathan - Split
-So the Leviathan side of this split is good, but the Crawl side? Holy crap. It's stunning. He remains one of my favorite local musicians for precisely this bone-crushing, soul shattering sound, and this track is immense. And I find that it makes the Leviathan side better, like it feeds off the sound of the Crawl side.
8 )Morok (MOPOK)- Carpathian Fullmoon Ritual
- This is awesome traditional black metal with some of my favorite synth work this year. This is just too awesome for words. If you like black metal, check this project out.
7)Urfaust- The Constellatory Practice
- These guys are another band that get better and better, and they were already amazing. This atmospheric, beautiful black metal swallows you whole for a transcendental experience.
6) Ghost- Prequelle
- Much like Mastodon's Emperor of Sand from last year, here's another album about death that tends towards an upbeat sound. This album is all plague and fire and Eighties. An ode to music heroes now gone, it expertly blends the band's recognizable style with flourishes from said music heroes, and its a ton of fun too. Learn to let loose, but don't forget that you will die.
5) Powerwolf- Sacrament of Sin
- I love these guys, and this album exemplifies how well they've come into their own sound. They're fun, catchy, and just a wonderful music experience, and this album fully displays their range of style perfectly, from goofy good fun to beautiful ballads to even hints of Medieval metal.
4)Uruk- Nihilistic Warfare in Inhuman Realms
- This Austin black metal band took their already awesome black metal and made it even better. A pure inferno at the start, it transforms into something great with the incorporation of folkish passages a-la early Satyricon, and blends itself into a maelstrom of rage and beauty.
3) Zeal & Ardor- Stranger Fruit
- I cannot say enough good things about this album. A fantastic blend of Spiritualism, Americana, Folk, Occult Rock, and Black Metal, this is far and away one of my favorite releases this year. Do yourself a favor, and don't sleep on them like I was.
2) Orga- Demo
- So I spent a good portion of this year not shutting up about this demo, because it slays. Raw blackened punk that decimates everything in its path, while remaining an almost groovey thing. Riffs upon riffs upon riffs, and a fantastic barking vocal delivery that ties the whole thing together. It was a stiff competition.
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1)Black Jackal- Rock N Roll Nightmare
- I consider myself very lucky, having grown up on a farm in bumfuck nowhere South Texas, to now have the opportunity to witness so much amazing music on a regular basis. The reason I've come to constantly hype so many local bands is because THESE BANDS ARE GENUINELY AWESOME, and I am so happy to get to see and hear them. And this year, Black Jackal took the cake. For the first time in a year and a half, I had to work 7 am morning shifts, after growing accustomed to being at work until 12am. This album is how I survived. Its an injection of burning black n roll that is full of energy, spirit, and an indomitable soul. The vocal work is perfect, the bass lines roar, the drumming keeps you headbanging, and the guitarwork, from BOTH guitarists, is fantastic. Its catchy, fun, powerful, and just pure fucking rock n roll. It chewed the competition up and spit it out. I will miss Jesse's godlike guitar playing in the future, but a certain Nerd is doing just fine, and just continues to get better. Overall this band rules, this album rules, and for the billionth time, check them out!
** Hey, you survived this ridiculously long list. Happy New Year, here's to more awesome music in 2019! **
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