#my friend got me a set for a late birthday present

[doitforbangchan]

Deity - H.H

Masterlist

Hyunjin x reader (afab)

Summary: You wanted to worship your boyfriend for his birthday, but it seems like he had other plans...

Requested by my dear friend @jehhskz who asked for birthday Jinnie :)

Warnings: Fem reader, Smut, unprotected p in v, established relationship, grinding, kissing, blindfolds, drinking (mentioned), lingerie, cursing, pet names, Hyunjin being a literal poet. Not proof read :)

WC:2.8k

“Is this really necessary? At this point it’s kind of a dead giveaway, my love.” 

“Yes, it’s necessary!” You huffed, as you tugged the blindfold over Hyunjins eyes, fixing his hair as you did so. “ Don’t act all smart with me! Just cuz it’s your birthday doesn’t mean you know everything.” You both were just coming back from a dinner with his family, they elected to take him out to celebrate his 24th birthday.

He laughed at your teasing words, “So when we walk in, it’s not going to be a surprise party?” 

”...... I cannot confirm nor deny any such accusations.” 

 You paused as you stuck the key in the door to your home, knowing the surprise was ruined. Well, one of them anyway.

“Just a heads up before we go in, don’t lose that blindfold.” 

“Huh?” 

You ignored his inquiry and opened the door, leading him inside and shutting the door. You held up three fingers, then two, and one. “Take it off, baby.” 

Hyunjin ripped the blindfold off and was bombarded with a loud “SURPRISE HYUNJIN!”. He looked like a child with the way he was grinning from ear to ear, clapping in excitement at seeing all of his friends in one place. 

The apartment was decorated floor to ceiling in streamers and banners of all colors. There was  even a cardboard cut out of him and placed near a makeshift photo booth in the corner. Clearly a lot of work had gone into this party. 

You took Hyunjins coat from his shoulders as he was pulled further into the home by Felix who immediately took him to get a drink. You watched as he mingled and laughed with his friends and loved ones. He had been working so hard lately and deserved to have some good genuine fun. 

It was hours later, and most of the people at the party had left already. The only ones left in your living room other than you and Hyunjin were Han and Felix. Both the boys were drunk out of their minds. Felix was giggling to himself as rolled on the ground, and Jisung was laid on the couch cuddling with the cardboard Hyunjin, already asleep with drool seeping out of his mouth. 

Hyunjin only had one drink during the party so he wasn’t drunk, having let the first drink fade away over the course of the night. You entered the room carrying blankets for the two drunk boys. There was no way they could make it home in this state and neither of you had a problem with them staying over. 

“Here you are, guys. Blankets and pillows.” You handed some to Felix and went to give some to Jisung but instead just draped a blanket over his form. “Uhh I guess I’ll set this here for him if he wakes up.” 

Felix yawned as he curled his small body into the blankets right there on the floor. “Nighty night.” 

Hyunjin ruffled his hair in passing, chuckling “ night Lix.” 

Hyunjin followed you down the hall into your shared bedroom, you were sitting on the bed as he closed the door. You had sultry eyes, eyeing him up and down as he stepped into the room. “Come er’ baby.” You curled your finger, drawing him closer. He humored you with a smirk as he came closer to you until he was right in front of you. You stood up as you gave him a gentle kiss. “Did you enjoy your party, Jinnie?” 

“It was great, my love. The perfect way to end my birthday.” He smiled as he gave you another kiss, using his hand to tilt your face back. 

“Mmm your birthday isn’t quite over yet though. I still haven't given you my present.” you purred, looking up at him through your lashes. 

He bit his lip, eyes glimmering “Oh yeah sweet thing?” 

“Mmhmm” you leaned on your toes and got close to his ear. “Now why don’t you be a good birthday boy and sit down on the bed for me.” 

He raised his brows at your dominance and smirked in amusement, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. “Whatever you say boss lady.” He gestured for you to continue. 

You gathered your nerves, trying not to let him see just how shy you were. With a deep breath you locked eyes with him, having a mini staring contest before you slipped your dress down your shoulders and let it fall to the floor. 

“Fuck, my love.” He let out a groan at the sight of you in the sheer black lingerie you wore under your dress. It was a bra and panty combo, coming with garters that hugged your thighs and hips perfectly. There were darker black flowers in the lace, almost as if to give off a more innocent look. Though to him, it was absolutely sinful. 

You tutted when he reached out for you, backing away a few feet. “Nuh uh. No touching, yet.” 

He whined and jutted out his signature pouty lip, “But it’s my birthday you can’t be mean to me!” 

“I think I’m being anything but mean to you, Jinnie” you were giggling as you said it. “If you listen, it’ll make your present even better.” He let out a ‘hmph’ with his pout, but nodded his head anyway. “Still got that blindfold?” He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out the fabric blindfold. You took it from his hands, “Perfect, thank you very much. Now I want you to take your clothes off.” 

He rolled his eyes playfully, “someones bossy today” even with his snark he complied, unbuttoning his shirt slowly while his dark eyes maintained contact with you. When it was fully unbuttoned he let it slide off his shoulders, giving you a view of his toned torso. Even though your boyfriend was on the skinnier side, he still had a good amount of muscle. Enough to toss you around at his leisure, at least. 

Hyunjin watched as you bit your lip when his pants were the next thing to go, noticing how you were unable to stop your eyes from flickering to the bulge in his underwear. He loved how much you admired his body. It made him proud of the work he had been putting into it. 

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” He had a smug grin as he tugged his underwear off next, showing off his hardening cock. No matter how many times you’ve seen it- felt it inside you- it was still the most mouth watering sight to you.

“Pictures are your thing, Jinnie. My thing is telling you to lay down on the bed.” You pointed to the top of the bed with your pillows, and gave him a ‘get to it’ hand wave. 

He shook with laughter as he scooted back on the bed. You had never even attempted to dom him before in the bedroom so it was unsurprising that he didn’t take you very seriously. Though, you were grateful he was at least following your directions. 

Watching you tell him what to do, while you looked like a goddess, was the ultimate birthday gift. You were already the most radiant and beautiful woman he had ever seen but wearing this set, you could ask him to do literally anything and he would do it with a smile.  Or maybe, almost anything.

You licked your bottom lip lightly and seductively made your way to the side of the best towards Hyunjin. The sway of your hips and the fire behind your fluttering stare made his mouth water. He was a man who eats with his eyes, afterall. “You’re the most alluring being on this planet, you know that? God, looking at you is having my cake and eating it too.I’ll never tire of looking at you, lover.” 

When you gracefully approached him you leaned your face down real close to his ear, letting your breath hit the skin, and with a quiet amusement to your voice you whispered, “Put this on, lover.”

“What?” 

He glanced down to your hand that was holding out the blindfold for him to take. Hyunjin shook his head in disbelief, his world suddenly crashing down. 

“Are you being for real right now?” He gave you an incredulous eyebrow raise. 

You hummed, “the realest. Put it on for me, Jinnie.” you batted your lashes at him and jutted out your lip. “Or do I have to do it for you?” 

A low rumble came from his throat, the sex appeal of you compelling him to listen despite his inner turmoil screaming at him to not take his eyes off you. Hyunjin gently snatched the blindfold from you and he slipped it over his head, after giving you one more glance over as if to memorize your visage. 

You hummed your appreciation as you leaned in and gave him a delicate kiss to his pout. He chased your lips as you pulled away, reaching for you but you backed up too far for him to reach. “Darling, come on.” 

You stayed silent as you walked around to the other side of the bed, keeping your footsteps undetectable. This was exhilarating for you. You guys had a discussion a few months ago about maybe trying blindfolds, but it was assumed he would use them on you. What a twist to use it on him first. 

“Love? Where did you g-oh!” You surprised him when you appeared on the opposite side of him and suddenly sat on his lap, straddling his hips just above his member. 

“M’ right here Jinnie.” You raked your nails over his chest and collar bones. His skin turned red as you drew the lines, causing him to hiss quietly. You ran your tongue over the leftover marks, soothing the flesh. He sighed and put his hand on your hip but you smacked it away quickly. “I said no touching, Jinnie.” 

“You’re gonna kill me, sweetheart.” 

You scooted back on him just a little, until you were grinding your hips on his length. Your panties were crotchless so he could tell just how wet you were for him, feeling the glide of your folds over his hardness. You whimpered when the head nudged into your clit. 

He grunted at your sound, able to keenly hear every little sound that escaped you; the blindfold may have blocked his sight but it definitely heightened his other senses. His whole body felt like it was alight, skin pin prickly and tingly as you peppered wet kisses and tongue drags across his collarbones and you grind against him. 

“My love, please, have mercy. Please put it in, you know I can make you feel so good.” He was panting, hands still at his side as he gripped the sheets. 

You hummed, pretending to think about it, “I don’t know, Jinnie. You’re already making me feel so good.” 

“But you know having my cock in you could make you feel even better. You love it when I'm inside, hitting your sweet spot that turns you into putty in my hands.” He was trying to seduce you through his whimpers, attempting to make you see reason. 

“I’m the one who’s trying to make you putty in my hands, baby. It’s your birthday after all.” 

“You’re right it is my birthday.” He panted, licking his lips. “And do you know what I want as my final birthday wish?”

“Do tell.” You moaned when he hit your clit again. 

“I just want to worship you, like the masterpiece you are. Please my goddess, let me leave a sacred prayer at the altar between your thighs.”

Well, who were you to deny him when he spoke poetry like that? 

“Ok, Jinnie. You can do whatever you want to me.” The words barely escaped your lips before his hands were on you. It was like a switch flipped in him as he went from this whimpering boy under you to a growling man, using his strength to flip you over so you were the one on your back. 

You gasped at the sudden display of dominance, watching him rip the blindfold of his eyes. His pupils had grown twice as big in lust and he looked ravenous as he got reacquainted with your special outfit. 

“My love, tomorrow I am absolutely painting you while you wear this for me. Gonna hang it in the entry way for all to see. I need to be in you. You’ve teased me long enough.” He ran the tip of his member into your core, collecting even more nectar from you, before her gently pushed in. “Fuck, so tight for me.”

“Ngghh Jinnie!” You squealed as he entered you. He always filled you perfectly, hitting your g spot on the first thrust everytime. It’s moments like this you forget why you would ever deny him (and yourself) this pleasure. 

“My goddess, my own personal aphrodite. Always so pliant and warm and ripe for the taking.” Hyunjin always got mushy when he was buried inside of you, as if possessed by a long dead shakespearean poet whose only job in the afterlife is to make you drunk on his words. “ You truly are the greatest creation in all of the universe. My lover, my deity.” 

“Fuck Jinnie, m’ all for you.” You cried out as he began to drill into you, going from letting you adjust straight into hard rutting. You were so warm, your walls enveloping him and begging to hold him hostage. 

He was moaning into your mouth, biting on your lips and trying to get as close to you as possible. One of his hands was on your thigh and the other was slithering its way up to your chest. His long fingers found your nipple through the fabric of your bra and gave it a sensual pinch, not too hard, only enough to stimulate you further. 

“My goddess is so good to me, making my special day so perfect. What a blessing you have given me.” He grunted the words as his thrusting increased, feeling his high coming quickly after all the tension and buildup. “Need you to bless me one more time. Need you to give me your nectar, please baby.” 

“Oh my fucking god, Jinnie.” You moaned loudly when the hand that was on your thigh suddenly found the puffy bundle between your legs. You were already so stimulated from his words and thrusts, that the harsh circles he drew on your clit was all you needed. You felt the knot in your stomach explode as you came. “M’ cumming, fuck” 

“Mmmm give it to me. Give me my last present, sweet girl.” He felt you clench on him as you shook from pleasure. “Nggggggggh ohmygod you’re squeezing me so tight, love.” His rutting got even more intense, and his drooling lips captured your own. He shoved his tongue into your mouth, tasting your mouth and growling into you. When you bit his tongue he suddenly lost control, and came with a loud groan against you. 

His hips were bucking wildly as he chased his high, tears gathering on his lash line and hands gripping your body harshly. You could feel him spilling into you, the intense heat he always created being comforting and making you shiver. He ran his lips all over your face as he came down, just laying on you until his dick became too overstimulated and he had to remove himself from within you. 

When Hyunjin pulled back from you, he had a tear rolling down his face. You reached up with a worried coo and wiped it away. “Are you ok, my love? Was it too much?” 

He shook his head, “I’m ok. I just love you, so much. This has been a perfect birthday.” He sniffled as he fell into the spot next to you, pulling you into him. 

“I love you too, Jinnie. You deserve the world. If I can give it to you for at least one day, then I’ll have done my job as your girlfriend. Happy birthday.” You snuggled into him, kissing his chest. 

“You’re more than my girlfriend.” You hummed in puzzlement. “You're my goddess.”

The next morning when you both walked out of your room you found Felix and Jisung sat at your kitchen table, drinking coffee. With how drunk they were last night it was a surprise they weren’t still asleep.

“Morning, boys.” You yawned and waved. 

They both looked at you with an evil glint in their eyes. 

“UHHH OH MY GOD JINNIE.” Jisung faked moaning dramatically in a high pitched voice. 

“NNNGG SO TIGHT, MY GODDESS FUCK” Felix imitated Hyunjn, lowering his tone and groaning. 

They both burst into laughter at the horrified look on both of your faces. 

“I thought you fuckers were dead asleep!” Hyunjin squeaked, his face red with embarrassment. You just buried your face in your hands and turned around going back to your room, the deafening laughter and teasing making you shake your head. Coffee could wait until they’ve calmed down or left. This is what you get for being a benevolent deity and letting them stay over. 

A/N: I hope Hyunjin has the happiest of birthdays ever :) And that he never ever reads this -.-

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Meeting again | Part 1 - Part 2 | Leah Williamson x Reader

Where you take your son to Leah's book signing and you reconnect with your high school friend/crush.

Happy birthday to our blonde pookie!

Woso masterlist | Words: 2.7k

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You were doing some work around the house when your ex called. “Hey Ryan, what’s up?” You say as you turn off the vacuum. “Hi y/n, I’m so sorry. I know that it’s my day, but I’m going to be stuck at work until late. Is there any way you can pick up Liam from school and take him to that book signing from Leah?” The two of you had gotten a divorce many years ago, when you had finally come to terms with your sexuality. Ryan had always been understanding, and now you were still friends, and co-parented your son Liam together. “Oh yeah, don’t worry, I can do that.” You could hear the relief in his voice. “Thank you so much, I owe you one. He has a half day, so he should be done at school in about an hour. I packed his Arsenal jersey and scarf, he wanted to wear them to the signing. Thank you again, I have to go. Send me pictures of the signing?”  Your kid would always be your number one priority, so you hung up the phone and got ready.

“Hey bud, your dad is stuck at work, so I’m going to take you to Waterstones later, is that okay?” The boy greeted you with a hug. “Yes, of course, you’ll get to see Leah again!” Back in high school you and Leah were very close, there was even some gossip about the two of you dating, but when you got wind of that you shut those rumours down quickly by starting a relationship with Ryan, a relationship that drove a wedge between your friendship with Leah. Your love for the women’s game continued to grow though, and you have supported Arsenal all your life, just like Leah. Liam fell in love with it too, and you often found yourself amongst the crowd of Arsenal WFC and Lionesses matches together. Liam was a smart kid, and after finding you looking at TikTok videos of Leah, he started asking questions. “Watch it, or we’re not going.” You said with a fake seriousness. Liam knew full well that it was an empty threat as you loved messing with him. 

You decided to make it a special day for your son, by taking him out for lunch before heading over to Waterstones. It was to no surprise to you that he wanted to go to his favourite restaurant. “Smile for your dad.” The boy looked up from his plate with a big grin on his face. Proudly wearing his Williamson jersey and his Arsenal scarf. 

The line at Waterstones was long, but you bought the book and joined the line together. You could tell he was excited just by the way his eyes lit up, and his smile was constantly present on his face. His excitement made you glad that you were able to join him on this occasion, but it didn’t trump your nerves of seeing Leah again. Of course, you had seen her play, but you were always just a person in the crowd, and now you were going to be face to face with the girl you’ve had a crush on since you were fifteen. 

Never in your life had you been so nervous to see someone from your past, but you set it aside for your son, this was his moment. Plus Leah would probably not even remember you, right? You were a nobody, and she was the England captain and the Arsenal co-captain. 

When it was your turn, Liam walked up to the signing table, while you stood back to take pictures. “Hi, what’s your name?” You heard the blonde ask your son. “I’m Liam, it’s very nice to meet you. My mom is a big fan of yours as well.” The sneaky little bastard, you thought as your eyes met Leah’s. Her eyes showed instant recognition. ‘Yours?’ she mouthed your way, and you answered with a nod. “It’s very nice to meet you too Liam, want to come over to this side for a picture?” Leah signed the book, and wrote something on one of the cards laying to the side as Liam made his way around the table. “I see you’re repping my jersey! You know what would go great with that?” He shook his head. “This new cap, would you like one?” Liam looked over to you with hopeful eyes, “Can I mom?” You smiled at the interaction between Leah and your son, “Yeah, of course.” He turned back to Leah, “Thank you so much!” The two posed for a picture. “Any time Liam. Here is your signed book, and could you please give this card to your mom?” He grinned big when he saw a written phone number on the back of the card. “Thank you Leah!”

“Mom! I got you her number, you have to call her!” You look at the card that Liam handed you ‘Would love to catch up, send me a text if you’re up for it :)’ along with her cell. You looked between the card and Leah, who shot you a smile before returning to the next person in line. “Please tell me you’re going to send her a text, please!” Liam was tired of always seeing you admire Leah from afar, and now that you had a real shot to reconnect with her, he wanted you to take it. Plus how cool would it be if his mom would go out with the Leah Williamson? You pocket the card, “Maybe later, you little snitch. I thought we had a deal.” You say playfully as you put your arm around his shoulder. Quite frankly it scared you a little to send her a text. “Let’s head home.”

When you got home you put Leah’s number in your phone and stared at the message screen forever, trying to decide what to text her. You really wanted to reconnect with her, but you also didn’t want to overcompensate, and ruin any chance you had. You settled on something simple, letting her make the next move.

You: Hi Leah, it’s y/n. It was good seeing you today, catching up sounds nice.

You hadn’t expected to get a message back from her so soon.

Leah: So glad we ran into each other. Talk about the details later?

The message notification was staring back at you, your heart was beating out of your chest simply from her message. You quickly put your phone away, without opening her message when Liam walks in. “Mom, you know that I want you to be happy right?” You nod, “Of course, I know that kiddo. What makes you say that?” He shrugs, “I just don’t want you to hold back because of me.” You shake your head, “You’re too smart. I love you, kiddo.” He hugs your side, “I love you too, mom.” 

The two of you were hanging out at home, when Ryan called again. “Hey, thank you for sending me those pictures. They really made my day, glad to see him so happy.” You notice the exhaustion behind his words, “Yeah of course, I don’t want you to miss out on stuff because of your job.” Liam was so important to the both of you, but your divorce had led to missing some things here and there, that you always tried to minimise together. “Speaking of work, I should be done around eight. You know I hate to ask, but-” You interrupted him, “You don’t have to ask, of course. Pick him up whenever you are done, okay?” You heard the relief in his voice, “Thank you. Can I talk to him for a moment?” You walk over to Liam and hand him the phone, “It’s your dad.” After handing him your phone, you give him some space to talk to his dad. 

You continued vacuuming since you weren’t done when you had to pick up Liam from school. So, you didn’t hear the interaction with Ryan, or when the call was over, and definitely not when you got another phone call. Liam looked at the contact and smirked to himself. When he realised you didn’t hear the phone call, he picked up himself. “Hi Leah, it’s Liam.” The girl had not expected your son to pick up, but she went with it anyway. “Hey Liam! How did you like the book signing?” He told her how much he enjoyed it before Leah continued with her questions. “I was looking for your mom, is she around?” If it were a video call, Leah would have seen the mischievous look in Liam’s eyes, but since it was a voice call he could hide behind the screen. “She is a little busy right now, but she said she wanted to invite you over for dinner tonight if you had time.” Leah knew she should’ve questioned it more, but she wanted to see you so badly, that she set up dinner plans with your son. 

Just ten minutes before Leah said she would be there Liam came walking up to you. “Hey mom, so I kind of invited Leah over for dinner tonight.” Never in your life had you turned around so quickly, “You did what?” You could not believe what your son had just told you. “She will be here in-” His sentence was interrupted by the doorbell. “Now.” He said with a big smile. You were frozen in place, Leah Williamson was at your door, and you were in sweats and a tank top, your hair a mess from the house work you had been doing for the past hour. “Are you going to let her in?” You turned to Liam, “You are going to be in so much trouble later.” Again, Liam knew there was no actual threat behind your words, because that’s not how you parented.

On your way to the door, you tried to quickly fix your hair. You open the door, “Oh hi Ryan, you’re here early.” He smiles back at you, “Yeah our last meeting got cancelled, sorry I didn’t let you know.” You shake your head, “No, no it’s okay. Liam, your dad is here!” The boy came running into his dad’s arms. “You’re here!” The bond between them was amazing, he truthly loved the both of you equally. “Have you had something to eat yet?” Liam shakes his head, “How does McDonald’s sound?” You grab Liam’s bag, and give him a quick kiss on his cheek, before waving the both of them off. 

As soon as you closed the door, you ran up the stairs to quickly get changed, and look more presentable. You had just finished doing your hair when your doorbell rang again. This time it was Leah standing on the other side of the door. “Hi Leah, come in.” She looked so beautiful in her simple white t-shirt and a pair of green cargo pants. “Hey y/n, thank you. No Liam?” She questioned when you walked her further into the house. “He wanted to be here but his dad came to pick him up a little bit ago. I’m sorry to say that McDonald’s has been picked over dinner with you.” You joke, hoping to make the moment a bit lighter. Hearing Leah’s laugh brought you back to those days where you would sit on the grass, and make fun of the boys on the football team. 

“So, Liam is a big fan of football then?” Leah started awkwardly. You loved talking about him, so you just started talking. “Yeah, I started taking him to matches when he was still a little baby. He loved it ever since, I can’t go to an Arsenal match without him nowadays. A gooner from the start, just like you.” Leah blushed slightly. “So, you’ve been coming to our matches all this time?” Now it was your turn to blush. “Maybe.” The both of you laugh. “Ryan surprisingly never got into football, so it’s been something I get to share with Liam.” The name you mentioned caught Leah’s attention. “Wait Ryan is Liam’s dad? You actually married high school Ryan?” You realised that bringing his name up was probably a mistake since he is what drove the two of you apart. “Oh yeah, high school Ryan indeed. Liam’s dad indeed, and I did marry him. We haven’t been married for like five years though.” 

Leah’s ears perk up at that. “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.” You shrug your shoulders, “It’s all good, it was time I finally figured out my sexuality. We’re still friends, and he's great with Liam. Anyways, how have you been?” The two of you start talking and catching up, and somehow even though more than a decade had passed and you had lived such different lives, it felt like you had never not known each other. 

You walk into the kitchen together, still talking, when the both of you start getting hungry. That is when you realise that you had to go to the grocery store today, and didn’t have much in the house. “So, confession time. I didn’t actually know you were coming over until Liam told me about ten minutes before you arrived.” Leah laughed, “I had a feeling the invite wasn’t extended by you, but I didn’t want the opportunity to go to waste.” You blush at her words. “I am very happy that you are here, don’t get me wrong. I was just not prepared. It was Ryan’s day with the kid, but he got stuck at work so I didn’t have a chance to go to the grocery store like I had originally planned. Let’s see, I have Potato Smileys, and literally nothing else. I am so sorry.” Leah did not care what you would eat one bit, she was just happy to be there with you. “Good thing I love Potato Smileys then!”

You shared a laugh at the situation and decided to make the best of it. While the Potato smileys were in the oven, you set the table with some condiments to go along with them. As you were waiting for the Smileys to cook, you and Leah fell back into conversation. You were reminiscing over old times, and shared stories from the past years since. It was easy talking to her, it really felt like no time had passed.

Once you were done with dinner, you moved to the living room where you each found a comfortable place on the couch to continue catching. Before you realised it, hours had passed by. Leah looked at her watch, and noticed the time first. “Oh it’s late, I hadn’t realised so much time had passed.” You glance at the clock yourself, “Wow, yeah it is. I’m really glad you came over tonight, catching up with you has been great.” Leah smiled in return, “Yes it was, I’ve missed this. I hope we can hang out again soon!” You walk her to the door, “For sure! Liam and I will be at the match Sunday, maybe we can do something after? If you don’t mind him tagging along of course.” Her smile grew big, “I would love that, and for Liam to tag along always!”

As you said goodbye, and Leah got into her car you couldn’t help but feel hopeful for what the future might hold. Just having Leah back into your life in whatever way possible made you extremely happy. Tonight had been so nice, and you really wanted to see Leah again soon, Sunday didn’t feel soon enough. So, you decided to send her a message. You felt less nervous sending this message than the one this afternoon, but still there were some nerves.

You: Would you maybe want to grab a coffee sometime this week? I’d love to meet up sooner than Sunday.

As you were getting ready to go to bed, your phone dinged with a new message.

Leah: I know a great spot! Are you free tomorrow?

You smiled at the text, Leah proposing tomorrow had to mean she wanted to see you again soon too, right? You quickly let her know you’re free, before sending her a goodnight message and calling it a night. Though, your mind kept you up for a while longer, not wanting to let go of today just yet.

Continue reading part 2!

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Update! I’m back a legal adult now, as of yesterday as promised.😖🤞🏽 I missed you everyday babes😫🫶🏽, so I have a birthday request, how about Bangchan birthday sex?😵‍💫🤞🏽‼️

hiii lovely ! ngl i missed seeing you on my notifications too 😖 wishing you a big happy birthday even if i'm little late and i hope this will be enough of a present ! enjoy reading !

BIRTHDAY GIRL - BANGCHAN

-> pairing : softdom!chan x sub!reader

-> words count : 1.1k

-> genre : smut

-> warnings : teasing, dirty talk, praising, body worship, use of 'good girl', oral (f. receiving), fingering

+ the way i'm depicting chan does not represent him, it's only a work of fiction.

-> 18+ content bellow, minors dni

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Your birthday has never been too important to you. Sure you had little parties with your closest friends and family members, but not too much. But for Chan, it was way more than any other day of the year. He wanted to surprise you, to remind you how loved you were and how proud of you he was. So everytime he had a day off, he spent it planning this and organizing everything so that your friends and family could be there. 

And all these sleepless nights trying to make everything perfect were definitely worth it when Chan saw the tears of joy in your eyes, and the biggest smile he had ever seen stretching out your lips. As he watched you laugh and be happy the whole night, talking with everyone he had invited, he couldn’t wait for the moment he’ll have you all for himself, couldn’t wait for the moment he’ll take care of his birthday girl. 

When you closed the door of your shared apartment after your best friend finally left, you couldn’t help another smile from blossoming on your face. Chan was often away or busy with his work, but everytime he did things like this, you were remembered of how much he loved you, of how much he cared for you. You decided to leave the mess of the living room and the kitchen for tomorrow morning, walking to your bedroom to finally rest and have some time alone with your boyfriend. 

“- Baby ? Where are you ?”

You frowned while searching for him in the empty room but not seeing him anywhere. However, you noticed a neat, black box displayed on the sheets of your bed. You approached it slowly, untying the white bow that was holding it together, and opening it to discover a beautiful lingerie set. It was in your favorite color, in the perfect shape to compliment every one of your curves. 

“- Do you like it ?”

You turned around when hearing Chan’s voice, seeing him wearing only a pair of shorts and leaning against the doorframe. 

“- If I like it ? Channie, it’s beautiful ! But it looks so expensive…”

Chan approached you, leaning down so that he could kiss your lips, hands coming down to hold your waist. 

“- You know it doesn’t matter to me, I just want to spoil you baby.

- You really are too good for me…”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing him down so that you could kiss him back, softly at first, sweetly. But Chan had been holding back the whole night from letting his eyes wander all over your body, and now that he had you all for himself, he needed to feel you. Quickly the kiss got more and more heated, his hands slipping under the hem of your dress to find their spot on your ass, and yours coming up to play with the strand of his hair, tongues dancing along with each other. 

“- You look amazing, couldn’t stop watching you all night.

- Yeah ? I wore that dress for you, know that you like it a lot. 

- Fuck… Yes, I do. But I want to get a look of what’s underneath, will you let me ?”

You only kissed him as an answer, sweeping the lingerie box away from the sheets and getting him down on top of you. Neither one of you was in a rush, wanting to savor the taste of your skins. Chan slowly got you rid of your little black dress that has been driving him crazy, kissing every inch of your body up and down, caressing the delicate skin with a feather-like touch. You surely did some more dirtiest things before, but to have your boyfriend worship you wasn’t too bad either. The slightest touch had you shivering and moaning quietly. Chan lazily marked your skin from your neck, to your breast that he spent a lot of time sucking and massaging, and finally down to face your now dripping cunt. 

“- You’re so wet baby, want me that much ?”

The pout forming on your face had Chan giggling but he listened to your unspoken request, diving in your cunt and practically making out with it. He knew you loved it, and he loved it just as much, loved feeling your hands pulling on his hair when the pleasure was too much, loved having to hold you down so you stopped squirming away, loved hearing your broken moans for more. 

“- Channie, feels so good…”

You could feel the proud grin on his lips as he sucked on your clit harder, one of his fingers entering as a reward for voicing your emotions. And also because he loved to be praised, loved to have you put into words how good he was making you feel. His tongue lapping at your juices paired with the now two fingers pumping in and out of you had you close to your orgasm already. 

“- I’m so close Channie, can I cum please ?”

Your eyes were watery, feeling on the verge of crying as the pleasure was building up quickly, heating up your whole body. Chan detached himself from your pussy, his chin and lips covered in your slick, his gaze soft despite the smirk on his face when he looked back at you. 

“- Such a good girl asking for permission… Go on baby, cum on my fingers.”

This was all you needed to let go, the knot in your stomach snapping, covering his hand in your release. The sight of your fucked out face and your loud moans resonating in the bedroom were enough for Chan’s cock to leak precum, and for making him crave more of you. But tonight was all about you, tonight was all about what you wanted and needed, tonight was all about satisfying you. Chan knew he was not always here when you needed him due to his packed schedule, but he intended on changing that right now by spoiling you and making it up for all the times he came home late and left you hanging on your own fingers and toys to cum. 

And the smile on his face was telling you just that as he came up to your face, kissing you hungrily as his hands roamed all around your body once again. Chan was convinced that he would never get enough of you, of your taste, of your lips, of your hands on him. But for now, it was his responsibility to satisfy you, not yours. So he pinned your hands to the mattress, watching you restrain the little whimpers that were about to slip past your lips. 

“- Tonight is all about you baby, let me make you feel good all night and relax, okay ?”

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hey înes so i think my family forgot about my birthday which is today (just a rushed store bought cake) so can you write something about the grid surprising the reader who is a driver to whichever team you choose 🥹

Note: happy birthday, dear! ✨️I hope you had a lovely day 🥳

"Do you think she'll like it? I got the prettiest cake they had in there", Charles said as he set the box on top of the table.

"Really? That was the nicest one there?", Lewis asked as he looked at the baked good from all angles.

"I could've baked something that looked a little bit better", Pierre offered.

"Could you?", Carlos slapped the French man's back.

"I wouldn't eat anything baked by any of you", Lando chirped in, "where's Oscar? He walked here with me! I've lost him already", he muttered.

"Oscar is the one in charge of bringing Y/N here - Mick said it would be too suspicious if I walked with her", Max offered.

"I also got her the present we agreed on", Lance set the bag next to the cake.

"I'm sure someone did, but just in case - do we have candles?", George butted in.

The groans leaving everyone's mouth was enough to let him know no one did.

"Candles are overrated, anyway", Daniel tried to keep the humour.

"Oscar and Y/N are on their way here - they just stopped to talk to Toto", Mick said as he got inside.

When you walked up with Oscar into the meeting room, you were expecting the stewards to be mad at you, "I think we're late, Oscar!", but you were met instead with cheers and balloons thrown at your face.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Y/N!", they all cheered as you looked at all your friends gathered in the same room.

"We still wanted to make something special between us without the team recording and all of that", your teammate Max said as he showed you the cake, "it's not homemade and we're not sure how good it is, but it's the thought that counts?", he squinted.

"This is amazing, guys, truly", you cooed, "I bet it tastes amazing - even if those colours are not natural on the slightest", you took some of the bright red filling with your finger and licked it.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

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for old times' sake | s.jy

synopsis → after breaking up before going off to college, seeing your ex boyfriend at your friend's birthday dinner four years later was the last thing you anticipated…on second thought, you didn’t really anticipate hooking up with him in his car either. 

feat. → isa (stayc)

genre → ex highschool lovers, romance, smut

pairing → nonidol!jake x fem!reader

warnings → MDNI

w.c. → 2k

!!DO NOT COPY OR REPOST!!

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“Happy birthday!” you exclaim, hugging Isa from behind.

“Oh my god-” she says with a smile as she turns around to properly hug you. You unwrap your arms and hold out your present to her. She gasps and playfully pushes your shoulder. “And you brought me a gift, you shouldn’t have.”

You roll your eyes as you link arms with each other before she brings you over to the table where the others were gathered. You greet some of the people that you know as Isa goes to set down the present with the other ones she's received. She comes back to you, dragging you over to an empty seat by hers, which you take. 

“So, how does it feel to officially be old?” you tease.

She fake laughs, “Jeez, you sound like a dad.”

You chuckle, shrugging your shoulders. The waitress comes over to the table and smiles, “Is everyone ready for me to take their orders?”

“Oh, uh,” Isa starts. She glances at you nervously before looking back at the waitress, “not everyone is here yet.”

“Sure, no problem, I’ll be back to check in.” the waitress says before walking away.

You raise an eyebrow, turning to Isa, but she avoids looking back at you. 

“Isa…” you say, skeptical. You look around the table and although you don’t know everyone there, you can’t quite figure out who is missing. “Who are we waiting for?” you turn back to her.

“Oh, you know…” she says, trying to avoid the question.

“Isa.” you say, wanting her to tell you the truth.

She smiles at you, guilty. “Okay, so don’t be upset-”

“Sorry I’m late.” you hear someone say.

Your gaze shifts from a clearly guilty Isa over to the man you honestly thought you would never see again. Your mouth falls agape a little as you see him smile, greeting the people he knew, before he takes the seat (conveniently) in front of you. He chuckles at something one of the other people says to him, licking his lips before he looks over to you. His expression matches yours as you two look at each other in shock.

“You remember Jake, right?” Isa asks nervously, trying to at least get one of you to say something.

Of course you remember Jake and of course he remembers you. Although some may say you both were too young to even know what love really is, you felt it with him and he felt it with you. Four years is a long time and when you both had to make the heartbreaking decision to split up before you went your separate ways to college, it felt like you literally were going to die. It wasn’t easy for him, either, and as he sits in front of you, the feeling of regret he had back then from not fighting for you was beginning to settle within him once again.

As you both are familiar with, just like how so much can develop within four years, the four years you spent apart eventually meant the heartache dissipated, but damn, you didn’t think you missed him this much. How can you help it when he is sitting in front of you looking so good in his all black attire? He could say the same for you, except he is fully aware that he is still madly in love with you; he never got over you. 

“Yeah…” you end up saying after staring at each other for a moment.

Isa looks between the two of you, smirking as she sees the way you two are practically gawking at each other. Jake’s eyes travel up and down your figure, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He meets your eyes, “Hey…” he says quietly, like he only wants you to hear it.

“Hey…” you say the same way.

“Are you guys ready to order?” the waitress from earlier asks as she clicks her pen.

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“So, how have you been?” Jake asks as the waitress finishes setting down everyone's food.

You smile, biting your bottom lip momentarily before answering him. He smiles to himself, recalling how you did that all the time, finding it cute that you still do.

“Really good, actually. I’m just working at this store temporarily until I actually land the job that I want.”

He hums, following along with what you are saying as you both eat, “Was university okay for you? I know you were a little worried about moving far.”

Truthfully, he was more nervous than you were because once you told him where you wanted to go, he knew what was going to come next. That’s when you guys had your first big fight, him not wanting you to go far because he knew that meant you would break up and you saying that it’s your future and you have to do what is best for yourself in the end.

“Does that mean you don’t see me as a part of your future?” you recall him asking, his heart breaking once the words left his mouth. You still remember his face when he said it, he was so hurt, eyes glossy with tears. 

“It was wonderful,” you say, beaming. He smiled sadly at that, it stinging a little, but most of him does feel really happy that you are really happy. “I made a lot of friends and there was this convenience store near my dorm that sold the best cookies that were freshly baked.” He laughs lightly, nodding his head. He looks at you quickly to see your proud smile, which he loves so much; he loves hearing you talk about things passionately. “What about for you?” you ask, snapping him out of his daze. 

“Hm?” he asks, looking down at his food hoping you didn’t catch him staring. He takes another bite before answering, “Oh, um, nothing really exciting happened to me. Although, I did really like a lot of my professors.”

“I figured.” you joke, earning a smile from him. “Have you found work yet?” 

He nods his head. “It’s just a starting position, but it’s at the company I’ve always wanted to work at.”

You gasp and smile. He chuckles shyly, “Wow…” you say, making him even more shy, “you really are a big shot now.”

He bites his bottom lip, becoming shy from your praise. “No, it’s nothing big…”

“Yet.” you say, pointing your fork at him before continuing to eat.

He smiles and nods his head.

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“So, you two pretty much talked the whole time.” Isa says as others begin to gather their things before leaving. “Shame that you left the birthday girl practically all by herself.” she says, pretending to be upset.

“I’m sorry,” you say, wrapping your arms around her, “I honestly didn’t expect to talk to him for that long.”

“You mean the entire time?” she asks casually while pointing a finger at you. You take your arms off of her and shove her lightly, making her laugh.

Isa goes to say goodbye to other people and you and Jake look at each other before exchanging awkward smiles. Although you spent the majority–okay, more like the whole–evening catching up, you didn’t really know how to process the fact that you are still very much in love with him. Love might be a bit strong, perhaps extremely attracted is more appropriate. Either way, you knew you still had feelings for him, but you weren’t sure if he felt the same way. Afterall, it’s been four years.

Everyone begins to walk out together and once again, you end up next to Jake as everyone simultaneously says their last goodbyes, leaving you with just Jake and Isa. 

“Do you need a ride home?” they both ask at the same time, looking at each other after posing the question.

You look between them and Isa widens her eyes at you. “You know what,” she starts, clapping her hands together as she looks between the two of you, “you should just go with him, I’m sure you miss each other.”

“Isa…” you say, your eyes wide as Jake tries to hide his smile. She just smiles at you innocently before whispering that she will see you tomorrow and walking off to her car. 

You and Jake look at each other before awkwardly smiling again.

“Do you mind if I take you home?” he asks, every part of his being hoping that you will say that you don’t mind.

“Not at all.” you say before giving a small smile and walking closer to him. Even better of a response than he anticipated. He smiles shyly before leading you over to his car, unlocking it and opening the passenger door for you to get in. You laugh lightly, “Such a gentleman.”

“Like always.” he replies before closing the door once you get in. He walks over and gets into the driver's seat, locking the doors once he is inside. You both sit there for a moment, not exactly sure what to say. Sure, you could give him the directions to your place, but neither of you are ready to leave the other again. You begin to pick at the sides of your nails as he looks at you from the corner of his eyes, looking away whenever you look up to glance at him, and then back at you when you look down again. “I’ve missed you.” he finally blurts out.

You look up and slowly turn your head towards him and he slowly turns his head to look at you, holding his breath as he waits for your answer. You smile softly, “I’ve missed you too.” 

He sighs in relief and smiles, licking his lips as he looks down before looking back at you. “And thanks,” you raise an eyebrow, “for still being one of my biggest supporters.” he says a little more quietly.

You smile sweetly, reaching over to hold his hand. He feels his breath get caught in his throat. “I’ll always support you.”

It falls silent, simply just basking in each other's gaze, holding hands as he rubs his thumb along the back of your hand. He uses his free hand to push some of your hair delicately out of your face, his fingertips barely grazing your skin, giving you goosebumps. His hand lands on your cheek, him giving you one last glance before leaning in and kissing you. 

God, did he miss your lips and god did you miss his. He moans a little into the kiss, only making you release your hand from his to hold the back of his neck, attempting to deepen the kiss. The kiss becomes sloppier the more desperate you become for each other, breathing quickly, grunts and moans escaping both of your lips as you both try to pour the love you still have for each other into it. 

He moves his hand from your cheek to your waist, prompting you to switch from sitting in the passenger seat to straddling him instead. He begins to kiss you from your jaw to your neck as he swiftly reaches down to push his seat back from the steering wheel, giving you more room. You laugh a little, but moan as he begins to leave hickies along your collarbone. 

You push him back in his seat, him smirking at you in your position; testing you. He runs his hands up and down the sides of your thighs as he practically eye fucks you.

“Just how much have you missed me?” he whispers, teasing you. He bites the corner of his bottom lip, his eyes no longer looking into yours, but your waist as he traces his fingers lightly over your stomach before rubbing moving them to rub your clit. The mini skirt you were wearing was driving him crazy, practically flashing your panites in front of him. You hiss at the sudden friction from his fingers and your underwear, him not bothering to move it out of the way. “Must’ve missed me a lot since you’re already so wet.” he teases, looking back at you.

Your hands grip his shoulders, fingernails digging into them, making him grimace, as you let out little moans. He is moving his fingers slowly, he wants you to answer, and you know that. You meet his gaze and decide to tease him back. You smile, letting out a breathy moan, moving one of your hands to push his hand away before grinding on his cock. He chuckles lowly while leaning his head back, eyes fluttering closed. You smile in satisfaction as he grips your hips, making you pick up your pace, his erection growing harder and harder. As much fun as it is to see him like this, trying to hold back the moans and whines he so clearly wants to vocalize, you decide this isn’t enough for you.

You lean close to his ear, “Would you rather cum in your pants or would you rather cum in me?”

He opens his eyes as you smile innocently, slowing down your pace. He scoffs, poking his tongue in the side of his cheek, gripping your hips making you stop your movements all together. “You haven’t changed very much, have you?”

You shrug your shoulders, “Clearly.”

He scoffs again, clenching his jaw as he keeps eye contact with you. He slips one of his hands off of your waist, undoing his belt as you continue to look at each other. He removes his other hand, undoing his pants, and you lift yourself up a bit as he raises his hips to lower his pants and boxers. He slings one of his arms around your waist, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss, using his other hand to position you over his cock, then taking his cock and using the tip to push your underwear to the side, smothering his precum along your folds. 

You gasp a little as he moves his hand back to your waist, pushing you slowly onto his length. You both pull away from your kiss, letting out sighs of pleasure and stifled breaths. Once you fully settle onto his cock, he begins to rock your hips back and forth, not waiting for you to adjust because he already knows you’re used to his size.

“Fuck, you’re made for me, huh?” he asks, flashing a cocky smile as he tries to hold back his moans.

You just let out a moan in response, making him pick up his pace. You nestle your face in the crook of his neck, letting out your moans just loud enough for him to hear, only riling him up more. He grips your hips harder, feeling your arousal already dripping down his cock. He lets out little whines as he clenches his eyes shut, feeling close to his release. You pull yourself away from his neck, leaning away as your head falls back slightly. He opens his eyes, watching as your tits jiggle from his movements. He bites the inside cheek as his cock twitches inside of you.

“Fuck, Jake, right there.” you plead, adjusting yourself slightly as you feel him fucking you in the right spot. You take over moving your hips as he moves one of his hands to start rubbing your clit with no remorse. “Jake-” you moan, digging your nails into the side of his arm. 

You feel yourself clenching around him and your legs begin to shake. You gasp loudly as you cum, making him bite his lip as he groans, cumming with you. You stop moving your hips, but he uses his hands to rock you back and forth a little as he rides out his high, no longer biting his lip as he tries to catch his breath, both of your cum mixed now dripping down his cock and a little in between your legs and his onto his thighs. 

You rest your forehead on his, out of breath, and he laughs shyly, making you open your eyes to meet his. He runs his fingers lightly up and down the sides of your hips, “Will you be my girlfriend?” he asks quietly. You smile and he kisses you quickly on the lips, “For old times’ sake?”

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Vacation with Gojo Satoru

Ngl ive been thinking about a vacation with gojo so i wanted to write some hcs ab it!! Hope u like it :3

Pov: Gojo takes you on vacation for one week to celebrate your birthday, and it was the best week of your life 🙏🔥

SFW

- Gojo surprises you with 2 tickets booked to the one place in the world you always wanted to visit for your birthday on a dinner date!! it was so romantic

- once yall get there he already booked almost everything for u, the best hotel, and made sure everything was set up perfectly with decor and presents in ur room

- he paid for everything, like EVERYTHING. Dinner was so good, and he always was around you.

- you guys went to the beach alot to swim around and have fun, and he took you around the country to visit more beaches and places that you would love to see

- whatever you want, he'll make it happen. It's your birthday after all, so you want to go eat out and drink till 3 am? He'll make sure to stay sober enough to get you guys back to the room. Want to go pet the stray animals for hours on end, and bring one home? He'll tuck a stray cat in his bag and surprise you with it in your room. Want to go around shopping all day? He'll get a driver for both of you and buy anything you want.

- throughout the day he'll leave small notes and trinkets around the hotel room and during breakfast, lunch or dinner like small notes with praise, compliments or dirty pick up lines to make you laugh.

- he'll also leave small gifts, like rings or necklaces and figures that reminded him of you when he went out with you to go shopping.

- when your out dancing some guys stare or try to flirt with you, and satoru will show up in his sexy ass clothes (some shorts and t shirt that's half open) with a drink in his hand and tell the guy off, saying that she's already taken.

- once a guy hit on you during vacation at the beach, and satoru came up and said that he was your husband and wrapped his hand around your waist

- ofc gojo had girls drooling on him, but he did not pay attention to any of em. Obv when you guys went drinking, girls would flirt and sit with him when you weren't there, but once gojo saw you in a distance after being harrased by a bunch of foreign women, he got up quickly and said "there's my beautiful girlfriend, sorry girls but my future wife and me have an amazing night to spend" and he walked off without even glancing back at them.

- ofc he was a sorcerer so he could've had to leave the vacation any day to go on a mission that was important, so one day he suddenly had to leave to go on a dangerous mission to help his students. He apologized so much, and made sure he would come back right when he was done, and even paid for one more week because he had to leave for 2-3 days.

- you were extremely sad, but understanding. He left for a few days and you were by yourself, he left you his credit card and the driver.

-he would text you whenever he could updating you on the situation and sending pictures

- when he finally came back, he saw you sitting in your room all alone and sad.

- he asked you why you were so sad, and you told him you started to miss him so much and didn't feel like having fun without him, because he was also your boyfriend and best friend.

- he felt so guilty and asked for forgiveness, you did forgive him and you guys spent the whole day together

- when you realized he paid for one more week, you told him he shouldn't pay so much money on you, gojo brushed it off and said it was nothing, seeing you happy and being with you in such a beautiful place was worth every single penny.

NSFW

- birthday sex was wild. Every night you two would go crazy, he would dominate the hell out of you if you asked, and filled everyone of your fantasies

- one night you guys went so hard, you had to change rooms a day after because of the people next to you complaining about a bed creaking and the moaning that they could hear through the walls till late

- one night when you came back from the indoor restaurant in the hotel to look for gojo in the room, you saw him with petals on the bed, wine on the bedside table and a rose in his mouth

- he had his shirt off and dress pants, grinning from ear to ear, "Hey baby, ready for bed?" You laughed at first, but honestly it was soo hot to see him like that

- that night was great. He would pound into you like nothing else mattered in the world, and everytime he came inside you, he would say happy birthday and smirk while continuing

- you wanted to dom him? Alright, he would let you. Wanted to get dominated by him? For him to not hold back? Bet. He'll make sure you can't walk the next day. (Room service is great!)

- you two would relax in the indoor hot tub in your room after you two were finally done

- most likely would end up fucking in the tub too.

- you two had a great balcony view of the ocean and beach, you would stand outside just to enjoy the view.

- gojo would go our to the balcony and slowly rub his hands up and down your back, then around your waist. If you two were in the mood, he would start kissing down your neck and pull up your night dress, then his shorts were off next.

- you would grip the railing as he thrusted in and out of you from behind, covering your mouth or pulling your hands back sometimes.

- "shhh, don't want other people to hear your cute little moans right?" He teased, while spanking you and pounding you even harder

- he would pick you up with his arms to face him, while he continued to pound into your cunt like it was any other day.

- "does the birthday girl like daddy's cock, huh? Tell me how good it feels baby."

- after the vacation was over, you two would head back with loads of bags of souvenirs and everything you two bought. He probably spent at least around 10,000 on you. (Maybe more)

- if you guys went somewhere hot, gojos tan line would definitely show. It would be kinda cute the way his Tan looked on him.

- gojo would stare at your tans all the time after you guys came back, he would trace them and tell you how your breasts and ass looked so cute.

- you told him how the hell you could make up all he did for you on your birthday on his birthday?? He just told you, "for my birthday, all I need is you. I don't care about anything too expensive, that's up to you. The sex will be great though, that's for sure." You smacked the back of his head playfully as he laughed at his dirty remark.

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[heich0e]

[warning: while f!reader is not described with any specific physical characteristics, the child in this fic is described as having inherited all of Megumi’s attributes and none from reader! please read with that in mind, or pass over this fic if not <3]

"We've got some stuff to talk about."

Megumi watches as Kota's little sock-clad feet swing back and forth while he sits in his chair at the table in the middle of the staff room of the veterinary clinic. He's eating some of the chocolate covered mushroom-shaped cookies the vet keeps tucked away in the back corner of one of the tallest cabinets out of sight, with a glass of milk.

At the counter on the opposite side of the room, Yuuji is slicing him an apple. Megumi stands at his side.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Yuuji asks him under his breath, in response to the answer Megumi had just provided him about who this kid is and why he looks just like him. "He's clearly—"

Yuuji's voice pitches up a little too loudly and both men quickly glance over at the little boy on the other side of the room, who is watching them curiously. Yuuji smiles, though Megumi can see just how strained it is from up close, and then the two men shift away so their backs are to the child once more.

"Fushiguro, that's clearly your kid."

"Not possible," Megumi replies immediately, and he means it. Sure he'd thought the same thing when he first saw the boy, but with every passing moment he's come more firmly to the conclusion that it simply isn't plausible. There's just no way.

Right?

"Hey, Kota-chan?" Yuuji calls over his shoulder, still hacking away at the apple in his hands. "When's your birthday?"

Kota's lips purse, a smudge of chocolate next to his mouth.

"I dunno," the little boy replies.

Both of the men hold back their groans.

"Mama never bought you presents and gave you cake after she sang you a song?" Yuuji tries again.

Kota's eyes light up and he nods. "Yeah!"

Yuuji laughs a little at how the child's expression has changed. "What was the weather like outside that day?"

Kota seems to think very hard about this new information. "There was snow outside. Mama made a snowman with me and then we went inside to eat cake."

Megumi watches as Yuuji does the calculation in his head. It takes a while.

"Kota told me he's four, so who were you seeing in the... late winter or early spring five years ago?" he finally works out the math and asks his friend from the corner of his mouth.

Megumi thinks back, though reluctantly.

"No one," he says finally, upon a moment of reflection.

Yuuji looks like he's about to burst a blood vessel.

"What are you doing, by the way?" Megumi asks, watching Yuuji drag the knife along one of the apple slices, peeling away only a small section of the skin.

"Making bunnies," Yuuji replies, holding one up for Megumi to see.

It does kind of look like a bunny, he has to admit, with two little bits of the peel cut out into points. It's not the most realistic rendition he's ever seen, but it's a close enough approximation. He watches as Yuuji sets the last rabbit-esque slice onto a plate and carries it over to Kota at the table.

"Here you go," he says with a smile, setting the plate down in front of the boy.

Megumi can practically see the sparkles in the child's eyes when he looks at the slices of fruit.

"Bunnies!" he says, beaming up at Yuuji. The pink haired man returns his smile with an equal enthusiasm. The boy picks up a slice immediately, holding it up to his face to appreciate it. "Mama puts bunnies in my lunch sometimes."

Yuuji's smile falters a little. "Hey, Kota-chan, is there anything else you can tell me about your mama? She must be really worried about you, you know."

Kota's lips curl into a sad little frown. He avoids Yuuji's eyes. "Mama was working, and I knew she wouldn't let me help the bunny if I told her because she was really busy, but I had to help him."

Yuuji softens a bit, huffing out a breath. He plops a hand down into Kota's dark hair, ruffling it gently. "You're not in trouble, buddy. And you did help the bunny. But we've gotta try and get you home now, okay?"

Kota nods a little.

"You said your mama works nearby right?" Yuuji asks, and again Kota nods. "And it's a restaurant?" Another nod. "What does mama do there?"

"She brings people their food! And she brings them drinks!" Kota replies.

A server, obviously.

"Okay, good job, Kota. I'm gonna see if I can figure out how to get you home, alright?"

The little boy nods, taking a bite of his apple slice.

Yuuji approaches Megumi, still hovering on the other side of the kitchen. "I'm gonna give Nanamin a call and see if anything's come in about a missing kid at the station, if not I'll jog around the block and check the local restaurants. You stay with Kota and write me down a list of all the women you've—"

Both men look over at Kota, who's watching them raptly with a cheek full of apple.

"—been friends with." Yuuji finishes his sentence strangely, but Megumi gets the message anyway.

The dark haired man feels heat flare in his cheeks, grabbing Yuuji by the front of his shirt before he can step away.

"I've always been very..."—he glances over at the child on the other side of the room—"careful with my friends."

Yuuji understands what he means.

"You can never be careful enough," he remarks pointedly, albeit a bit awkwardly—his cheeks are a little bit pink now too.

Yuuji and Megumi don't ever talk about stuff like this, at least not in such specific detail. This is the kind of conversation Yuuji'd have with his friend Todo, or maybe Nobara, and the kind of conversation Megumi would rather take with him to the grave.

Megumi grits his teeth. "I'm not making a list."

"Fushigu—"

"I don't need one. It doesn't merit the paper." Megumi cuts him off, his cheeks burning so hot he's surprised the room hasn't gotten brighter. Yuuji's eyes widen a little as he processes the admission. Megumi's never really been one to sleep around, and while he's had a few long-term partners, none of them were around the time that Kota would have been born. Plus Megumi's relationships all ended relatively amicably—he'd have known if one of his exes had a baby. "I'm telling you, it doesn't make sense."

Yuuji nods a bit, patting his friend on the shoulder. "Alright, alright," he says. "Let me go call Nanamin and we'll get this figured out."

Megumi watches as his friend steps out through the doorway to the staff kitchen, breathing out a long, weary sigh once he's gone.

"Erm—Doctor Shiguro?"

Megumi freezes, glancing over at the little boy at the table. He'd sort of momentarily forgotten he was even there.

Kota is sitting at the table, rubbing at his eyes with his small fist.

Megumi looks at him expectantly.

"I'm sticky," Kota says, holding up his hands with his fingers splayed.

The man blinks for a moment, and then nods, retrieving a small bit of paper towel and running it under the tap to dampen it. He brings it over to Kota, handing it to the boy, but the child sticks both of his hands out. Megumi hesitates and then takes one of his small hands in his own, sweeping the damp towel across it.

He repeats the motion with the second hand, making sure to get any lingering stickiness off of his smooth skin. His hand is incredibly tiny, Megumi can't help but notice—there are dogs he'd tended to with larger paws than Kota's little hand.

Once Kota's hands are clean, Megumi glances up at his face. His eyelids are drooping, and the man realizes it's quite late for such a young boy to be awake (and eating snacks no less.) That smudge of chocolate is still on Kota's cheek, so Megumi wipes it away with the damp towel too.

"Doctor Shiguro?" Kota mumbles tiredly.

"Fushiguro," Megumi gently corrects him.

"Is my bunny really gonna be okay?" the little boy asks, rubbing at his eyes again.

Megumi thinks back to the way Kota had the little rabbit held against his chest underneath his coat to protect it from the rain; how desperately he'd asked him, a stranger, for his help; how scary it must have been for such a little boy to be out so late, in such a bad storm, all alone.

He nods.

"Yeah, he'll be alright."

#megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #jjk drabble #jjk writing #writing #mini megumi #tw parenthood #tw pregnancy

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Babe!!! I’ve fallen in love with Timothee! Wonka. May I request a Wonka x reader where the reader tries to make something for Willy’s birthday (a cake or something) and she is anxious that he won’t like it but he thinks it’s so sweet and it’s all fluffy and cute ☺️

𝒞𝒶𝓀ℯ

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

A/n- haven’t we all?? Anyways I love this

Warnings: established relationship, fem! Reader, other than that it’s all fluff

You stepped back as you looked at the cake. The chocolate cake with chocolate icing was perfect for him, you thought. It had some of his own chocolates crushed on top.

You pulled aside Noodle one day at work, bringing her into the room you had it in.

“So, what do you think? Do you think he’ll like it?”

She smiled and nodded. “I think he’s gonna love it. Did you make it yourself?”

You nodded. “I did.”

“It’s perfect.”

——————

His birthday was today. Everything needed to be perfect. You made sure that he stayed in bed late so the others could set up his surprise at the shop.

“Can’t we just… stay here for a little longer? The shop can wait.” You mumbled tiredly, and how could he resist? He would never say no to staying longer in bed anyways.

“Happy birthday, my love.” You said, pressing a kiss to his lips when he crawled back in bed with you. He smiled against your lips as you both laid there, rubbing a hand on his bare back, the light pouring in from the window.

He held you flush against him, he couldn’t have had a better birthday already.

“Mmm.. we should get up.” He said after a while.

“Yeah. Yeah you’re right.” You replied, giving him one more kiss before you both got up and changed into work clothes.

You held his hand as you both walked outside, you were excited to see his reaction to his surprise. The morning birds chirped at you both, it was quiet in the early morning.

He unlocked the door and expected to be met with the darkness of the building, and instead was greeted with streamers, confetti and his friends all there, with a smile as they stood next to the cake you had created.

He turned to you, you had a smile on your face as well.

“You shouldn’t have-“ he started.

“I wanted to.” You gave him a kiss on the cheek, and ushered him forward to say hello to everyone and to open his gifts.

“Happy birthday, Willy.” noodle said, he smiled down at the girl, giving her a hug.

“Did you help with this?” He asked the girl as he nodded to the cake.

She shook her head, “Nope. She just asked me if it looked good, and of course it did. I set up all the decorations and wrapped the presents, though.” She sent you a smile and you smiled back at her.

She was like family to you both at this point.

“Well, thank you, both of you. I don’t think it can get any better.”

He cut the cake and you handed out a slice to everyone. You did end up smashing a piece in his face to which he replied, “at least it’s chocolate.” You rolled your eyes and laughed at the man.

You all sat down at a table, a table he had set up for things like birthday parties or the sorts.

You sat next to him, he held your hand under the table and sent you a small smile every so often. You just smiled back. He was the happiest he’s ever been, and he wouldn’t trade any of this for the world.

“You know, I was kind of scared you wouldn’t like it.” You said once you entered the house, he hung up his coat and hat and furrowed his eyebrows.

“Why would you think that?”

You shrugged.

“I like anything you make, simply because you made it.” He said, coming up from behind you, hugging you from behind and pressing kisses to the crook of your neck.

“Happy birthday, my love.” You told him again.

“It’s the best I could have ever imagined.”

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I’m so excited for dune two just so I can see my man.

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[sad-not-glad]

Just some ramblings

I love getting to see Bucky post recovery in fics. Getting the happy slow life he deserves, pretty little housewife (you) and a tiny chubby-cheeked baby. White picket fence, holidays, Barnses family reunions, because we all know Bucky would adore that. Welcoming a cat and another one of his mini-me’s, maybe two.

But what about after that? His oldest’s graduation, his youngest’s? I want Bucky who struggles to watch his babies move out, I want Bucky who is devastated to watch them leave but even happier to see them thrive. What about when he becomes a granddad?

So here is old man Bucky becoming a granddad after getting the domestic bliss he deserves.

It’s his birthday. What number, Bucky didn’t know, he stopped keeping track too long ago. Far more important was the roudy group of his grown children, scattered around the living room with their partners and childhood friends, extended family and the like. It’s been nothing short of perfect, great food and nice weather with all his favorite people shoved into one house.

All except for one, that is.

‘Little’ Eliana, the youngest of the bunch and the only girl. Even though she’s a happy and healthy 25 years old, she was still doted on by all the men, brothers and Bucky alike. She was the princess, the baby, the littlest duck in the row- despite being married for 3 years already. So it really shouldn’t have been as surprising as it was to him, but Bucky still saw a grinning little girl with dirty hands when he looked at her. Eliana arrived with husband in tow fashionably late, her present tucked away to the back to the pile amidst the chaos of being greeted. Bucky, being the birthday Dad, got the first and longest hug naturally. One that he savored, tucking his little girl into his arms and holding her close. He still couldn’t believe where life had taken him, finding his soulmate and settling down. Getting to watch his outstanding children grow and prosper in ways he never imagined, everything he never believed he deserved. But it was his anyways, and he had no idea just how much more amazing his life was about to become.

Every year Bucky insisted he didn’t need any gifts. He was the happiest he could imagine with just his family, all safe and sound in the same house. Yet every year, he got to unwrap a mounting pile of presents that just keep getting better. So far he got a new watch from his son, which was amazing. Something he had been really needing too. A cat tree from the other son, two new mugs, the softest blanket he had even felt. Slowly the pile went from huge, to decent, until there was only one left. Eliana’s, a tiny little black box topped with a cute golden ribbon. She always had adored her father’s arm, hours of her childhood spent marveling at the metal. Now the fascination presented itself in his gift wrapping, or the black wedding band on her finger. A mimic of the engraving he had done when he married you.

She passes it over with a nervous smile, immediately curling back into her husband’s side. Bucky took the gift with a grin and a thank you, settling back and carefully peeling away the paper. You’re watching over his shoulder when he opens the lid, tossing it to the side and revealing the contents within. A little folded square of fabric. He pulled it out, confusion clear on his face as he turned it over. He unfolded it, taking a second to process just what he was looking at.

A tiny baby onesie, and written across the front was ‘I’m not spoiled, my Granddad just loves me”. He blinked, turning it over in his hands and re-reading the words, then reading them again. You had already put together the dots, leaping from your spot next to him with a surprised shriek. For Bucky, it was taking a while to really set in, eyes locked on the little outfit in his hands.

His daughter was…pregnant?

He was going to be a grandfather?

…He’s going to be a grandfather!

The tears are falling before the poor man even realizes he’s crying. Because after everything he had done, all the pain and suffering caused, Bucky was lucky enough to now be a grandfather. He looked up when legs appearing in his blurry vision, and there she was. The girl he had read stories to every night, kissed her boo-boos and held her hand. The girl who he raised into a wonderful young woman, smiling at him with giddy excitement. Excitement over having a child of her own, creating her own family to love and cherish. His chest was practically bursting with emotions, all of them pouring out with his tears and laughter as he stood to sweep her in his arms again.

And needless to say, the onesie spoke the truth. If you think this man spoiled his children, it’s a whole other ball game with his grandkids. His wallet is their atm, stealing them away for weekends with Pop-Pop, giving them memories to cherish forever. He cries holding his first granddaughter after she’s born. He cries when the second and third come, and he’s inconsolable when your eldest son reveals the name of his own firstborn. Andrew Bucky Barnes, the fifth grandchild he gets to welcome.

Pop-pop who picks up his kiddos early from school just because he missed them

Pop-pop who never misses a thing. Holidays, birthdays, graduations.

Pop-pop who always has the best stories, the warmest hugs, and the fluffiest pet cat.

Pop-pop who all his grand-babies adore just as much as he adores them.

#bucky barnes #bucky imagine #bucky x female reader #bucky x reader #bucky x y/n #alpha bucky x omega reader #bucky x mom reader #beefy bucky #buckybarnes #bucky barnes fanfic #dad!bucky #domestic fluff #bucky fluff #bucky x you #james bucky buchanan barnes #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x pregnant reader #bucky fic #james barnes #james buchanan barnes

[allthelovehes]

When We're Thirty...*

Summary: Y/N and Harry made a deal that if they'd both still be single at the age of 30, they would just marry each other. When it's finally her birthday and they are in fact both still single, one thing leads to another.

Pairing: Bestie!H x Reader

Word count: 3.2K

Warnings: Fluff, but also smut. Best friends to lovers.

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A/N:  Soooo, today is my birthday! No, I'm not actually turning 30 but I loved this little idea since Harry did turn 30 earlier this year. 🥹

Ever since Y/N was a little kid, she always enjoyed her birthdays. They were a day that was made specifically for her and no one else. A day when her parents would shower her with love and affection and make her feel like a princess. But the older she got, the more she looked at her birthday as just another year passing by. She didn't see it as a special day anymore and instead looked at it as any other normal day.

But her friends were dead set on making this year's birthday special. They were going to give her the birthday that she deserved. She was a kind and loving person and they wanted her to know how much they cared for her.

They decided to host a party at their favourite karaoke bar and are now standing outside the entrance, waiting for Y/N to arrive.

“What if she doesn't like it?”

“Relax, Sarah! She's gonna love it! Besides, you're the one who planned all this!” Harry reassured the girl.

Sarah is Y/N's best friend and has known her for a long time. When Sarah found out that Y/N never really celebrated her birthday anymore, she decided to put together a surprise party and invited their other friends to come along. One of them being Harry.

Harry and Y/N met in high school, both taking the same math class. They quickly became good friends, hanging out with each other all the time. After high school, they continued their friendship, and now, here they are, a couple of years later, still as close as ever.

“Sorry, I'm late guys. You wouldn't believe the traffic I just came across.” Y/N walks up to the group and greeted her friends. Sarah pulls her in for a hug and smiles at her.

“Hey, happy birthday! We're glad you could make it.” Sarah beams.

“Thanks! It's good to see you all.” Y/N replies as she waves hello to the rest of her friends. Harry walks up to her and wraps his strong arms around her body, pulling her in for a tight embrace.

“Happy birthday, love. You ready to have a great time?” He asks before he plants a warm kiss on her cheek.

Y/N smiles and nods her head. “Absolutely!”

Harry releases his grip on her and grabs her hand, leading her into the karaoke bar. Y/N's eyes scan the area, taking in her surroundings. Her mouth forms into a big grin when she spots the stage.

“Karaoke? That's so cool!” She says with excitement.

“We're gonna get the party started, Y/N.”

“Hell yeah, we are!”

After a few rounds of singing and dancing, the group decides to sit down and order some food and drinks.

“You having a good time, love?” Harry asked.

“I am! Thank you, Harry.”

“Of course, darling. Anything for you.”

The two stare at each other for a few moments, both smiling brightly. The way Harry looks at Y/N makes her heart melt. His eyes were so full of love and adoration for her, and she loved it. She loves how he looks at her as if she is the most important thing in his life.

“I want to give you your present now.” He says, snapping her out of her thoughts.

“My present?”

Harry nods his head. “Yes, it's not much, but I hope you like it.” He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a small, black box. Y/N gasps.

“Harry, you didn't have to get me anything. Just being here with you is enough for me.”

“I wanted to, though.”

He opens the box, revealing a small, silver heart pendant necklace.

“Oh my God. Harry, it's beautiful!” Y/N exclaims.

Harry smiles and takes the necklace out of the box. “Here, let me put it on you.”

Y/N turns her back towards him and he places the necklace around her neck, fastening the clasp.

“How does it look?” She asks as she turns to face him.

“Beautiful.”

Y/N blushes and hugs him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Harry embraces her, pulling her closer to him. They stay like this for a few seconds before they pull away, still looking into each other's eyes.

“So...do you wanna sing a duet with me?”

“Of course, I do! I'd love to.”

The two get up and make their way over to the stage, both excited for their first duet. As the music begins to play, they start to sing along, their voices blending together perfectly. Everyone stops what they're doing and watches the two of them perform. They're in their own little world, and they don't care what anyone else thinks.

The song comes to an end and the two of them finish their performance. They walk off the stage and head back over to their table.

“Wow, you two sounded amazing up there!” Sarah exclaims.

“Yeah, you guys really know how to put on a show.” Their friend, Mitch, adds.

“Thank you.” Harry and Y/N reply in unison, smiling at each other.

As the night goes on, the group continues to have a good time, celebrating Y/N's special day. She's so grateful to have such great friends, and she knows she will never forget this day.

Sarah and Mitch decide to go for a duet themselves. Giving Harry and Y/N some privacy. He looks at her from across the table, his gaze is soft and full of affection. He loves seeing her so happy and carefree, and he knows that he would do anything for her. Y/N has been there for him through thick and thin, and he would do the same for her in a heartbeat.

He watches her laughing and having fun with their friends and his heart swells. She's the most beautiful person he's ever seen, inside and out.

“What are you thinking about?” She asks, catching him staring at her.

“Remember when we were 14, and we made that deal?”

“What deal?”

“We were 14 and we made a promise that if we were still single at 30, we would get married and live happily ever after.” He says, a playful smirk appearing on his face. He moves closer to her, his eyes locked on hers.

“Oh, God! I had completely forgotten about that!” She chuckles.

“Well, we're both 30 now. And still single, and I for one, plan on keeping my promise.”

“You're crazy, you know that?” Y/N shakes her head.

“Yeah, but you love me anyway.” He smirks causing her to roll her eyes, but she can't hide the smile on her face.

“Yeah, I guess I do.”

Harry looks at her with a smile, his eyes shining bright. He takes her hand in his and squeezes it gently.

“I mean it, Y/N. I'll marry you if you'll have me.”

“Are you proposing to me, Harry?” She asks a hint of playfulness in her voice.

“Hmm, not yet.” He responds, the teasing tone of his voice low and husky. “But someday, maybe even soon, I will.”

He brings his hand up to cup her face, caressing her skin. He leans in close and brushes his lips against hers, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

“I'll be counting on it.” She whispers, her lips grazing his. They continue to stare at each other, the rest of the world fading away around them. This moment is perfect, and nothing else matters.

Their little bubble is suddenly burst when Sarah and Mitch return, giggling like mad. Harry and Y/N break apart and look over at their friends, laughing as they watch them trying to compose themselves.

“What the hell was that?” Sarah asks, her voice slightly slurred from the alcohol.

“What was what?” Y/N feigns innocence.

“That! You two were totally making out!” Sarah accuses, pointing her finger at the two of them.

“No, we weren't. We were just talking.” Y/N defends.

“Sure, that's what they all say.” Mitch interjects.

Harry and Y/N share a knowing look, both of them suppressing their laughter. They knew that their friends wouldn't let them live this down.

“Alright, alright, maybe we were kissing a little bit. But it was just a peck. No big deal.” Harry says, trying to play it off.

“It looked like a lot more than a peck to me.” Sarah retorts.

“Come on, it was just a kiss.” Y/N states.

“Whatever, just admit that you're together and save us the trouble.” Mitch laughs.

“We're not together. Not yet anyway.” Harry winks at Y/N, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

“Well, you better get on with it then. I want to be a bridesmaid.” Sarah states, a smirk forming on her face. Harry and Y/N look at each other, their eyes locking. They both know that their friends are right. They have been dancing around their feelings for each other for far too long, and it's time they finally make a move.

The four of them spend the rest of the night laughing and having a good time. But Harry and Y/N's thoughts are only on each other. They can't wait to see where this new chapter in their lives will take them.

“Let's get out of here.” Y/N whispers in his ear, her voice low and seductive.

“Now we’re talking.” Harry replies, a hungry look in his eyes.

The two of them stand up and say goodbye to their friends, promising to meet up with them again soon. As they exit the karaoke bar, Mitch and Sarah share a knowing smile.

“It's about damn time.”

“I know, right?” ***

The cool night air hits their faces as they step outside, the neon lights from the bar illuminating the dark street. Y/N wraps her arms around Harry's waist, resting her head against his chest. He holds her close, his warmth enveloping her. They stay like this for a while, content in each other's company.

“Thank you, Harry. This has been the best birthday ever.”

“Anything for you, love. You deserve it.” He presses a soft kiss to the top of her head.

“Can we go back to your place? I think we need to finish our conversation from earlier.” She looks up at him, her eyes twinkling with desire.

“Of course.” He smiles down at her, his heart swelling with love for the woman in his arms.

They walk hand in hand down the street, looking for a cab home. Y/N can't wait to get him alone. She's wanted this for so long, and now that it's finally happening, she can't contain her excitement.

They spot a cab and flag it down, climbing into the back seat. Harry gives the driver his address and they're off. Y/N snuggles up to Harry, resting her head on his shoulder. She breathes in his scent, feeling calm and safe in his arms.

As the car ride continues, the tension between the two of them grows. Their hands are intertwined, their bodies are pressed together, and they can't stop stealing kisses from each other. They both know that once they get back to Harry's apartment, things are going to get heated rapidly.

The cab pulls up to Harry's apartment building and they quickly pay the driver, eager to get inside. Once they're in the elevator, the sexual tension between them is palpable. Harry pushes her against the wall and kisses her hard, his tongue exploring her mouth.

“God, I've wanted this for so long.” He groans.

“Me too.” She breathes.

The elevator doors open but they haven't reached his floor yet. They quickly pull away from each other as they don't want to be caught by his neighbours. Y/N's face is flushed, her lips swollen from the kisses, and her hair a little dishevelled. Harry's downstairs neighbour steps into the elevator and the awkwardness between the three of them is almost too much to bear. The elderly woman glances at Harry and Y/N.

“Don't mind me, you two. You kids enjoy yourselves.”

“Uh, yeah, thanks, Mrs Peterson.” Harry replies, his cheeks flushing pink.

As the elevator makes its way up to his floor, Harry and Y/N try their best not to laugh. They can't believe how awkward that was, but they're thankful that Mrs Peterson didn't seem to care. Harry fumbles with his keys, trying to unlock the door as fast as possible. Y/N can't wait any longer, and she pins him against the door, kissing him deeply.

The door swings open and the two of them tumble into his apartment, their bodies crashing together. They don't even bother turning on the lights as they make their way through the darkness, their lips never leaving each other's. Harry picks her up, his strong arms carrying her effortlessly, and she wraps her legs around his waist.

He carries her into his bedroom and lays her down on the bed, hovering over her. His hands roam her body, exploring every inch of her. She moans as his hands find her breasts, kneading and massaging them. He kisses his way down her neck, sucking and nibbling at her sensitive skin, before he quickly pulls the fabric of her shirt over her head.

“Oh, God, Harry.” She gasps.

He continues his trail down her body, stopping at her chest. He slips a hand underneath her shirt, cupping her breast and gently squeezing it. She arches her back, pressing herself against him. He slides his hand down to her pants, unbuttoning them and slipping his hand inside. He finds her wetness and rubs her clit, eliciting another moan from her.

“You're so fucking wet, Y/N.” He groans.

She can't help but grind herself against his hand, desperate for more friction. In the heat of the moment, Harry pulls his shirt over his head and tosses it onto the floor. Y/N's eyes widen at the sight of his toned body. She reaches out and runs her hands over his bare chest, feeling his muscles flex under her touch.

“Fuck, Harry.”

He pulls her pants down, exposing her glistening core. He positions himself between her legs and spreads her open, admiring her. She feels a little embarrassed at being so exposed, but the way he's looking at her makes her forget her insecurities. He trails his fingers up and down her inner thighs, teasing her. She squirms, desperate for his touch.

“Patience, love.” He smirks.

He leans down and licks her slit, his tongue gliding across her folds. She cries out in pleasure, grabbing his hair and pulling him closer. He swirls his tongue around her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She can feel her orgasm building, the pressure increasing with each lick.

“Yes, Harry, just like that.” She pants.

He inserts a finger inside her, curling it and hitting her G-spot. She gasps, her grip on his hair tightening. He continues his assault on her clit, sucking and licking at it. She feels the pressure building, the heat coiling in her stomach.

“Harry, I'm so close.”

He inserts another finger inside her, pumping them in and out as he sucks on her clit. She moans, the sensations overwhelming her. She throws her head back, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Her whole body tenses as she comes, her orgasm rippling through her.

“Harry!” She screams, her body convulsing as she rides out her high.

He continues to pleasure her, drawing out her orgasm until she's completely spent. He crawls up the bed, leaning over her and kissing her passionately. She can taste herself on his lips, and it turns her on even more. She can feel his erection pressing against her leg, and she can't wait to have him inside her.

She reaches down and palms his cock through his pants, stroking it. He groans, his eyes fluttering shut. She unzips his pants and pulls them down along with his boxers, freeing his erection. She wraps her hand around his shaft, stroking it slowly.

“Y/N.” He groans, his hips bucking forward.

She loves how responsive he is to her touch, and she can't wait to feel him inside her. She positions his cock at her entrance and he slowly slides himself inside of her. They both gasp at the sensation, the feeling of him stretching her walls almost too much to handle.

They both know neither of them sleeps around and is clean, so they forget all about condoms. Especially since Y/N has been on the pill for a few years now.

“Oh, fuck, Harry.” She moans, her head thrown back in ecstasy. He slowly thrusts in and out of her, his movements gentle but deliberate. He's careful not to hurt her, and she appreciates his consideration.

He increases his pace, his cock sliding in and out of her easily. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. He grunts, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She can tell he's close, and she's determined to make him come first.

“You feel so fucking good, Y/N.” He grunts.

“Yeah? You like how I feel around your cock?” She pants.

He grabs her hips, his fingers digging into her skin. She wraps her arms around his neck, holding on tightly as he pounds into her. The sound of their bodies slapping together fills the room, and it's the sexiest thing she's ever heard.

“Fuck, Harry, I'm gonna come.” She cries, her walls clenching around him.

He keeps up his brutal pace, and she knows she won't be able to hold back much longer. He growls, his face contorted in pleasure. She can tell he's struggling to hold on, and she knows exactly what to do to push him over the edge.

“Come for me, Harry.” She moans.

Her words are all it takes for him to fall apart, his body shaking as he spills himself inside her. He cries out her name, his fingers gripping her hips as he fills her with his cum. The sensation of him filling her up sends her over the edge, and she comes hard, her body shuddering as she reaches her peak.

He collapses on top of her, their sweaty bodies entwined. He buries his face in her neck, breathing heavily. They lay like this for a while, catching their breaths, their limbs tangled together.

After a few minutes, Harry rolls off her and pulls her close, cuddling her against his chest. She rests her head on his shoulder, sighing contentedly. She's never felt so satisfied before.

“That was amazing.” She murmurs.

“Yeah, it was.” He agrees, planting a kiss on the top of her head.

They stay like this for a while, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. They both know that things have changed between them, and there's no going back now. They've crossed a line that can't be uncrossed, and they're both okay with that. As they lay there, Y/N can't help but think back to that day, 16 years ago. The day they made their promise.

“Hey, Harry?”

“Hmm?”

“I guess this means we're getting married.” She smiles.

“Hell yeah, we are.”

They share a laugh, and she couldn't be happier.

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[mxnaluv]

Flowers pt 1

Pairing: HowlxFemalePresenting!reader

Featuring: Howl Pendragon

Genre: Fluff, Established Relationship, Proposal, Mentions of Marriage

Summary: It's Y/N's Birthday so Howl and Markl surprise her!!

Reader's Pronouns: She/Her

Warnings: One suggestive part but it's not SUPER suggestive but very subtle.

I sat in the warm, cozy living room and idly read one of my favorite books, Pride and Prejudice. It had been my birthday today and I had been eagerly waiting for Markl to get home. He had been out with his new friends from Porthaven, so I had been left to myself in the castle. I had been feeling a bit lonely lately, and this book made me feel a little better.

  With Markl and Howl constantly going out, I have to do things to keep myself busy. Like trying out new recipes, reading the latest books, or maybe even walking around the town and talking to the people.

 But sooner or later, the words consumed me on the pages. I looked up from the comforting book and saw that it was getting late, and I hadn't eaten yet. I then got up and started to make some dinner, feeling a little guilty about taking my eyes off the book for even a second. I started to feel isolated and alone again, but cooking dinner gave me something to focus on other than my thoughts. 

Not long after, I heard the door open. I turned the stove off and looked behind me to see that it was my lover Howl with a bouquet of roses in his hands. "I'm home," he yelled and went into the kitchen.

 "Happy birthday, my love," he said, holding out the beautiful roses. ‌The roses were a light pink with a hint of blue. They were the perfect birthday gift. 

I gratefully took the bouquet and admired them. "They're absolutely beautiful," I said, "but you didn't have to get me flowers." 

"I know," he replied, "but I couldn't resist."

 These are truly beautiful Howl," I said, kissing him on the cheek. I put the flowers in a vase and continued to cook dinner. Soon, he came and helped me cook.

After a filling dinner with Howl, I started to clean up the cooking mess that we had made. 

Howl then got up from the table behind me, then hugged me from behind. I felt his arms snake around my waist, and I could smell the sweet scent of his breath on my neck. "I have something to show you," he said.

Howl turned me around so that I was facing him, then smiled and took my hand. He took me to the front door, then he switched the house door into our favorite place—the garden with a little cottage in the middle.

He opened the door slowly, and the sweet smell of flowers hit me. I looked to the outside and gasped. ‌Rose petals were headed towards two elegantly-dressed chairs, with another red rose in the center of the table. It felt surreal and dreamlike, like I was seeing this place for the first time. It was beautiful and magical, like nothing I had ever seen before. 

The moonlight shone perfectly through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating the tablecloth with a soft, white light. The fields of daisies and sunflowers surrounding it were bathed in the orange hues of the setting sun. Having Howl by my side all felt like a dream come true. But every day with him felt like a dream come true.

He took my hand once more, then walked us to the table. We stopped in front of a chair and he let go of my hand, then he pulled out the chair for me. ‘Thank you Howl." I said as I sat down.

As he sat down in the other chair, Markl and his other friends came from behind the hill with a beautiful cake, which they then presented to me. “How did you guys know it was my birthday?” I exclaimed, surprised, and touched. ‌Their thoughtfulness and generosity touched me.    

“Happy birthday, Y/N!” Markl said as he lit the candles. They began to sing a heartwarming birthday song to me, and I savored the moment by blowing out the candles with a smile on my face. The cake was delicious, the roses were amazing, and the company was warm and welcoming. I couldn't have asked for a better birthday. 

“Y/N, what did you wish for?” Markl exclaimed, drawing out the name. He seemed genuinely excited to hear the answer, with a smile on his face and a sparkle in his eye. 

"If I say it out loud, then it won't come true." I smiled.

Howl then cleared his throat and stood up. I looked towards him and he started to take something out of his back pocket.

 I gasped once more as a hand went over my chest as he then got down on one knee. The atmosphere was instantly transformed into something magical and peaceful. 

It was a delicate platinum ring with a heart-shaped diamond mounted in the center of the band. My eyes teared up with happiness as I saw the ring for the first time. I couldn't contain my feelings and started to cry.

"Since you were there for me through all of my ups and downs, I have always loved you. I can't imagine going a day without you by my side. Will you marry me?" He professed.

 I got up from my chair and held him as tight as I could, never wanting this incredible, magical moment to end. ‌I was in awe of how lucky I was to have him in my life, and how much I loved him. “Of course I’ll marry you Howl!”

I could tell that he was extremely excited and nervous about this, and I was too. He hugged me back tightly, then he pulled away and put the ring onto my finger. It was the most sentimental and emotional moment of my life, and I'm happy that I could share it with the one person who had been there for me every step of the way. 

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[circeyoru]

Gone Too Young _ Part 2 = Collab

[Human & Demon!Alastor x Male BFF!Reader] - Platonic

Part 1 — Part 2 (here) — Part 3 — Part 4

My collaborator: @blubugg13

As the years passed, so did your friendship with Alastor. Not fading, mind you, but growing. Now the two of you can firmly say that each other was the best of friends without replacement! 

You and Alastor were compared to as two sides of the same coin. Some would say you two were practically brothers with how close you two were, not to mention your talents. While you two weren’t struggle with studying, both of you have diverse interest

You were into the more physical side, being more active in sports and manual working. While Alastor was more knowledgeable, being more active in arts and indoor working. Still you two were indefinitely the popular and well-liked individuals of the whole entire school. You both had to avoid girls trying to ask the other to get tips on how to get your attention

Though it wasn’t something you should be proud off, Alastor had the idea of giving false information to see if the girls would do as suggested just for a chance to be his or yours. His ideas always managed to send girls far away, but you didn’t prefer that approach and would lay it down more gently

What was the comparison? Oh, right. You were the sunshine prince while Alastor was the moonlight devil. Very extreme when comparing you two. Though when it was just you two, you guys were two peas in a pot. Truely like long lost brothers

You had the pleasure of meeting Alastor’s mother. It was an awkward meeting since you and Alastor showed up at his doorstep soaked. When the door opened, you two pointed at each other, “He pushed me into the river.”

The both of you got a smack on the head before you two were pushed into the bathroom to clean up. You weird so formal and weird when you were dressed in Alastor’s clothing, it was too tight and proper for you who’s always so causal and free. You only judge when you’re being put into this get up, the same was for Alastor when he was put into your clothes once

When you were being taken care of by Alastor’s mother, you wonder if that was the feeling of a motherly love that you missed. For some reason, no one wanted to adopt you and you ended up staying in the orphanage for too long that you grown fond of it. You stayed with them and helped out with supporting each other, that was your family

So was Alastor. Despite people around you two joking that you two were long lost brothers, you do truly felt that way with Alastor. A brotherly bond unlike any other. You thought you lost him when he secluded himself after his father’s sudden accidental death while hunting in the forest. He only told you that he’ll be absent for a while but he was gone for two weeks, even in school he was absent

But when he came back and was happier than ever, you didn’t bring up his father’s passing. You truly didn’t care since Alastor never had anything good to say about him, nor would he let you anywhere near his home or family. Now, he was so much more free like wings unclipped, as odd as that sounded

Alastor’s mother treated you like her own, making you feel welcomed even with the awkward first impression. She was such a sweet lady that you’d tag along with Alastor to walk him back to his house before you headed to your various work around town. She was always welcoming to you, like a mother you never had

It’s surprising that Alastor treated you like a brother too, the two mother and son duo slowly treated you like you were living there too. The guest room was like your second bedroom away from the orphanage, in case it rained and it’s too late for you to walk along. There was an extra tableware set for you whenever you stayed for dinner even!

But the best thing would be the gift

“Here you go!” Alastor’s mother beamed as she give you a box wrapped up as a present

“What for?” You blinked at the offered item

“It’s your birthday, my dear friend! Only reasonable to receive gifts.” Alastor nudged you in the torso with a bright smile

You flinched, waving your hands in the air while your head shook side to side. “No way! I can’t! Really, you two already treat me so well. I can’t accept this.”

Alastor grinned, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as best he could since you were the bigger of the two, “Knew you’d say that, old friend! That’s why they aren’t any ol’ gift! Open the box, else you won’t leave this house.”

You gave Alastor a face before sighing and accepted the gift grudgingly, you opened it and marvelled at it, ignoring how Alastor and his mother shared and pleased look at your growing smile. You picked up a red vest, perfect for your size. “This…”

“Made it myself, well, I was using my son’s clothing as reference but bigger since you didn’t like his tight size.” Alastor’s mother laughed as your friend’s face flushed red, “This should help keep you warm while you work and not restrict your arm movements.”

You discarded the coat you were wearing and immediately tried it on, turning from side to side as you looked at yourself, “This is so good! It’s warm and comfortable too!”

Alastor suddenly held your collar and pouted at you, showing you the box you put aside, “You missed one more!”

You rolled your eyes and catched inside, finding a red bowtie, quite similar to the ones Alastor wears. “This is too fancy for me.”

Alastor pushed you into the couch and took the bowtie from your hands, he starting tying it on you, while Alastor was silent, his mother spoke for him, “The dear boy asked me to teach him how to make it for you, you see. Took him longer than expected.”

You eyed at Alastor who mumbled curses from embarassment, you chuckled and smiled, “Thanks, Alastor.”

From then on, you’d wear at least one of them whenever you were out. When people saw you walking with Alastor with matching bowties, they jokingly lamented on the fact that one of you two weren’t a girl or that you two weren’t siblings. The pair of you was truly something

When winter rolled along, you took up more jobs since some workers would take the holidays off to spend with their families. It gave you more opportunity to earn money and maybe provide everyone back at the orphanage some food and extra clothing for a warm celebration at the end of the year

You remember working diligently at the factory, despite your younger age and smaller build compared to the other workers, your persistence and determination to do better and work harder earned you your place. You were recalling how you’d spend the Christmas day working on gift wrapping, then you have a lunch meeting with Alastor and his mother at his place, last was a Christmas feast at the orphanage

In a blink, there was a push from behind, your eyes widened and pain shot through your right arm before you felt nothing. You remember shouting and screaming, you remember seeing red and a machine to replace where your arm was supposed to be. Then you fell, you got tired, there were muffed shouting all around you and some people trying to pull on your body. You wanted to sleep and stop working as rare as it was

Surely, Alastor wouldn’t mind if you were late to your secret meet up. He’s kind and caring to you, even though he’s sometimes unhinged with most bloody messes. Yeah, Alastor’s your bestest of friend, he’ll understand

So you closed your eyes and felt cold

Note: Hehe~ Hope this one is interesting too. I suddenly have the urge to do this series.

Circe Y.

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[wolfytae-exe]

okay hear me OUT. beomgyu teaching an inexperienced reader how to give head and like.. reader is a natural omg 😵‍💫😵‍💫

Lawd- Stop I just got a whole plot from this alone🤭 Ima try my best to do this justice.

Genre: smut , Fluff

Pairings: Boyfriend!Beomgyu, CelibateAfab!Reader

Warnings: Oral (bg receiving), praise heavy, reader gets a little cock hungry, First time, dry humping, Handjob

Note: unedited like always 💀, the readers celibacy only umbrellas sexual intercourse and sexual acts like oral or handjobs.

Summary: in which you surprise your boyfriend with news about your abstinence.

Beomgyu is the best boyfriend you could ever ask for. You’ve been dating Beomgyu for 2 years now and not once has he begged you for anything sexual. You told him the moment you guys had your first kiss that you were completely abstinence and he gave you a warm smile and told you he was perfectly fine with it.

You were scared the lack of sex would ruin your relationship but Beomgyu showed you how patient and how loving he could be without it. You knew deep down he wanted you more than what you allowed him but he never complained, never even made a sly comment or asked for any help when he would get horny.

Beomgyu was the sweetest boy you could have ever ended up loving and you had decided months prior to March 13th, that you were going to reward him with the gift of your abstinence.

It was currently the end of Beomgyu’s birthday party, not much people had attended besides his 4 friends, and his parents who took a 3 hour subway ride from Daegu for the special day. The now 22 year olds parents had left first, wanting to get home at a reasonable time, his 4 friends, however, had decided to stay a bit longer, wanting nothing more than to tease your boyfriend about becoming old.

You were in the kitchen, cleaning up the mess you had created when you made Beomgyu his birthday dinner while the boys hung out in the living area, opening up presents they had gotten the birthday boy.

“OH MY GOD!” You heard your amazing boyfriend squeal from the open area. “Honey I have a new guitar!” Beomgyu continued over the smacks of his socked feet on the hard wood as he sped walked his way got the kitchen.

You were currently wiping down the counter but paused as he lifted the blue and white acoustic guitar up above his head with sparkling doe eyes. You eyed Beomgyu with adoration, a smile stretching onto your face as he set the guitar down to give you a small kiss on the cheek. He always avoided your lips after finding out about your celibacy, not wanting to push your boundaries.

“Thank you for this special day, Y/N.” He whispered softly before pulling you into a hug, truly happy with the day. “Of course, Gyu.” You uttered back as you ran your fingers through the hairs on the nape of his neck softly, earning a small loving hum on his end.

Soft things like this was what let you both know how strong your guys’ love was for each other. He pulled off after a bit with sparkly eyes as he went back to the other side of the counter where his newly bought guitar laid, and picked it up. You watched as he made his way back over to his 4 friends who went and teased him for being so soft.

You went back to your dishes and listened to them as Beomgyu began to strum the guitar while Taehyun sung lyrics to the sound. It was peaceful and calm for the rest of the night.

It’s was about an hour or so later now and Beomgyu’s friend had left about 30 minutes ago. Your head rested on Beomgyus lap while he played with your hair and watched TV. You both decided to rewatch ‘Strong Girl Do Bong Soon’ since it was one of the things that brought you both together, but from how late it was you were beginning to get restless with how close it was reaching midnight.

“Hey.. Beomgyu?” You spoke over the TV and peered up at him. “Yes, Honey?” Beomgyu gave you his attention almost immediately, pausing the K-drama so he could hear you better. Your heart was beating hard, you were ready but of so nervous.

Your boyfriend must have noticed your tenseness because he stopped working his fingers over your hair. “Is everything okay?”, You could hear his voice laced with concern as he lifted his hand from you, letting you sit yourself up. You gave him a firm nod before placing a shaky hand on his thigh.

Your boyfriend seemed more shocked and concerned the moment you moved your hand. “What are you doing?” He muttered as you tried to fight the shy blush that threatened to spread over your cheeks.

“I’m ready now.” You whispered softly, too shy to say it any louder.

Beomgyu heard you, however, a gasp coming out almost comically loud. “Are you sure? I know how much your celibacy means to you.” He made it known, not wanting you to regret your decision. “I’m sure, I want you to break my celibacy.” You said a bit louder, a normal speaking voice as you eyed him through your eyelashes.

Beomgyu’s breath was caught in this throat, the thought of you finally letting him love on you more than he ever has had his heart racing and a smile spreading on his face.

“Then let’s go to the bedroom.” He spoke softly before standing up and pulling you up with him.

You were excited, finally you knew you found the love of your life and you knew you were never going to regret this decision.

Was this supposed to be this awkward? You and your boyfriend were now sitting next to each other on your shared bed in silence. Beomgyu seemed too nervous to make a move on you, not wanting you to regret giving the opportunity to him. You were nervous you were pushing him to do something he was no longer comfortable doing with you.

“Gyu, dear.” You spoke, breaking the long silence and his focus on the carpet by your bedroom door. “Hm?” He hummed, lifting his attention to you. “Are you sure you want to do this? I can stay abstinent if you aren’t comfortable with this.” You turned your body towards him. That was enough to make Beomgyus eyes widen.

“No of course not, I want this too! I just never really thought I’d have this moment with you.” He mutters the last part before scooting closer to you. Slowly he leaned his face to yours. “Y/N, can I kiss you?” He asked softly against you lips. Your face was hot, the feeling of his lips right over yours giving you butterflies like all those years ago.

With a hand placed on your heart to keep it from completely beating out your chest you muttered your words of consent. “yes.” And with that Beomgyu was caressing your cheek before cupping your jaw and pulling you in. The kiss was soft, slow, and sensual, Beomgyu was taking his time with you as you tried to follow his rhythm, your lips melded together, moving as one as he let a tongue dart over your bottom lip.

You let a small hun escape before opening your mouth a bit, he followed, the now open mouthed kiss started to make your stomach turn, the anxiety causing you to tremble as his tongue moved into your mouth. Your hands moved to his shoulder, trying to keep yourself grounded while he licked and sucked at your tongue.

Eventually he pulled away with a pant, catching his breath as he eyed your swollen wet lips. “Was that okay?” He panted as he resisted the urge to go back in. You could only nod before you were making a move back, planting a kiss onto his lips a couple times before starting the make out session again.

Your hands slowly relaxed, pulling him in for more. You were beginning to get lost in him, the kiss grew messy and heated fast as climbed onto his lap to get a better angle into the kiss. You could feel his hands begin to roam, finally growing comfortable with the acts he was committing with you.

His hands found purchase on your hips, keeping you still on his lap before rutting you down on him, the feeling left you startled, you clit which never gotten disturbed unless you heard Beomgyu having his fill on pleasure before bed, throbbed at the feeling of his surprisingly hard cock rubbing so foreignly against it.

You pulled off, gasping a moan as you chased for him to do it again. Beomgyu simply smiled as he dragged you against him once again. “Gyu-“ You panted as you practically pushed against his hands, dry humping against him embarrassingly. “Baby if you make yourself cum, I won’t be able to show you how much I love you.” Beomgyu chuckled before placing open mouth kisses on your neck, sucking hickeys as he let you rut against him the a bitch in heat.

Your underwear stuck to you under your shorts as the throbbing in your clit intensified, at some point it was too much and you stopped, whimpering at the uncontrollable angry pulses coming from your heat. “Honey you should take it slow.” Beomgyu hummed, he didn’t really feel anything in your rutting due to his jeans blocking your self-indulging activities.

You let out a small “okay..” before climbing off his lap. Beomgyu smiled at your fucked out expression before grabbing a pillow and throwing it at your feet. “I’ll show you how to give me some pleasure okay?” He asked and unzipped his jeans once you nodded, getting onto your knees when you realized where this was going.

Beomgyu pulled his jeans off and tossed it onto the floor without a second thought. He scooted himself off the bed a bit and you sat yourself up, your face level with his crotch now. “Wanna make me feel good baby?” he asked with a whisker smile as he pet you on the top of your head. You let out a whine, watching his hard cock through his boxers, wanting nothing more than to make him feel good.

“Go ahead.” Beomgyu spoke before resting a hand behind him to keep him steady as he leaned back. He wanted to see what your first move would be. Your hands fell straight to his boxers, looking up to see if it was okay as you palmed his balls lightly. When he let out a hum, fighting the want to buck into your hand you took it as a sign to keep going.

Slowly your hands were replaced with small kisses, you fought the thought of pushing your face into him and just sniffing him until it made your nose bleed, he smelt so good. Beomgyu’s underwear was wet by time you pulled away spots of saliva staining the outline of his cock has he held his lips in between his teeth.

More impatient than him, you pulled his boxers off, flinching when he cock sprung from the fabric and almost smacked you in the face. Beomgyu could help but snicker, finding you nothing but cute. You pouted, embarrassed, but Beomgyu simply leaned in. “I’ll help you.” He muttered before grabbing your hand. You let him direct you. Watching as he made you fist his cock, holding him at the base.

Beomgyu then wrapped his hand against yours. “Look at our hands, Honey.” He spoke louder before dragging both your hands up to his wet tip and back down, coating your hand and his cock in pre-cum. “fuck”, You heard him gasp before moving a bit faster, you were flustered, He was fucking himself with your hand, driving himself mad with the way your fingers closed in on his tip.

“T-The tip-“ He panted to you before letting go, wanting you to explore his body on your own. You allowed your hands to move, staying on his tip as you rotated your wrist a bit. You were unsure of your movements until you heard your boyfriend let out a guttural moan, the sound going straight to your cunt.

Your hands quickened and slowed, moving in a pattern. Beomgyu was honestly pretty shocked with how good you were making him feel. He couldn’t help but sink his teeth into his bottom lip to reduce his moans to whimpers, unable to keep fully quiet, especially when you stopped all movements and leaned into his hard cock, planting a small kiss on his red leaking tip.

Without a second thought Beomgyus hand moved to your head, running his fingers through your hair gently. “Please…” He begged under his breath at the feeling of your face so close to him.

You peeked up at him through your eyelashes. Was he always this beautiful? “Dunno how.” You muttered softly before moving back into his hand, face moving farther from his cock reluctantly.

“I can show you.” He panted, leaning back now. “You can start slow, a few licks. You think you can lick my cock, doll?” He asked, attempting to not buck in your hand that never left his cock. You gave a feverish nod before leaning back in, licking hesitantly at his tip. The salty taste had you go back in, more sure of your actions now.

“Fuck, just like that Honey, you’re so good to me.” Beomgyu panted as you warmed up to sucking on his cock, keeping him in between your lips away from you teeth. Beomgyu was astonished, he’s had blowjobs before but, this was so much more overwhelming than the ones he’s had, granted that was in college and late highschool but that’s besides the point.

Beomgyu could help but buck into your mouth as your tongue pressed flat over his shaft, causing you to gag over him. Your throat closed over him before allowing him to slip back out for you to cough. Tears sprung into your eyes as you tried to catch your breath.

“I’m sorry-“ Beomgyu panted before leaning closer and checking on you. “I didn’t hurt you right?” He asked, nerves racking him silently. “I’m okay.” You whispered, throat clenching if you spoke a bit louder. With a clear of your throat you pushed your hand against his abdomen and pushed him to lean back onto his hands before going back down on him.

Beomgyu couldn’t help but let out a moan at the feeling of your tongue digging into his slit before you took him deep into your mouth. Almost like brushing your tongue in the morning you paused half way and focused on breathing through your nose.

The moment your breathing felt normal you moved, pushing down with your tongue flattened around his cock until you felt him nearing the back of your throat. You peeked up at him as he grabbed your hair, fighting the urge to pulling your head up and down his cock.

His eyes were half open, mouth opened with his teeth clenched as he sucked in shallow breaths. You let out a hum, pleased with yourself for making him this way. Beomgyus mouth fell completely open as he cussed. “Fuck- do that again- please Honey, feels good.” He begged, fingers burrowed into your scalp.

You obliged, humming as you bobbed your head up and down. Quickly you got a reaction. Moans and groans reaching your ears as you kept your hand on his abdomen, keeping him in his spot while you pulled his arousal out of him. His cock twitched as he noticed the spit running over your cheek and chin.

You pulled off with a gasp, using your hand to keep the pleasure going over his tip. “So good- Y/N oh- oh god.” Your boyfriend rambled, racked with pleasure. You were happy you could give him the pleasure he longed from you for so long. Your patient, loving boyfriend, even in this situation he’s praising you.

You began to plant kisses on his inner thigh, still jerking him off. Your kisses melted into his skin as you dragged up to his cock again, licking a long stripe from his balls to the tip before taking him whole again.

“Please- close- Im close Y/N” beomgyu panted with a whimper to your name. You happily kept going, hollowing your cheeks and sucking until you felt his abdomen constrict and his cock twitch. Beomgyu was quick to pull you off before cumming with a raspy groan. Cum spurting out in long creamy white strings before coating his lower abdomen and thighs.

You watched in awe as his arousal shook through him, leaving him whimpering and gasping. You rubbed you thighs together in need, wanting nothing more than to feel the same pleasure he did. With a small whine you crawled up onto the bed, planting a kiss to his lips.

Beomgyu chased you lips slightly, getting another peck out of you before a breathy “I love you” Left his lips. You were soaking wet, your heat begging for him. “I love you too” You uttered back as you’re stripped off your shorts and underwear. Slowly you crawled onto his lap, rutting down on his thighs. You were too scared to put his dick in you so humping would have to work for now.

Baby steps, you told yourself as you humped against him with your wet cunt. His cum mixed with your arousal which caused a nice slick feeling over your cunt, letting you feel nothing but pleasure the whole time until you eventually shook with it. You were going to stop again, overwhelmed with the feeling like before but Beomgyus hands snapped to your waste. “Chase it, Honey. You can’t stop you got to catch it.” He spoke softly to you.

You let out a whine, feeling too sensitive to keep going. “Gotta stop- too much-“ You panted, trying to hold through either way. “Look at me.” He whispered, grinding you down harder. Your eyes peered open to his, your eyes glistening at the overstimulation. “You’re okay, I got you.” He reassured before tensing his leg under you.

Your face fell into his shoulder, nodding into it before practically screaming in pleasure, the build up of your orgasm ripping through you hard. Your thighs squeezed around his as he continued to ride you through the pleasure. The slickness double with the mixture of your juices and cum.

Once the pleasure subsided you whimpered, feeling tired and over sensitive. “Good girl, you did it.” Your boyfriend whispered praise into your ear before laying you down onto the bed. “I’ll be right back, don’t fall asleep just yet.” He spoke before planting a kiss on your forehead and walking off to the bathroom.

You were dizzy, your ears still ringing and your limbs tingled. You felt happy. With your celibacy broken you just knew your sex life was in good hands with the one you loved, maybe you both would take it to the next level and try vaginal.

“Okay, Im here Honey. I’m going to clean you off” Beomgyu spoke a bit loud, now clean and in a change of clothes. You just hummed as he began to wipe you down, cleaning the mixed cum from your folds and the spit from your hands and face.

“My beautiful girl” He muttered, watching as you drifted to sleep. “I love you” He continued before tucking you under the sheets. With one last kiss to the cheek he walked off to clean the living room and washcloth.

“I love you too” Came from the covers.

#beomgyu smut #txt smut #beomgyu hard hours #kpop smut #non idol au #smut requests #txt hard hours #boyfriend!beomgyu #celibate!reader

[oracle-of-dream]

Jungwon's Birthday Gift

Summary: Jungwon has been going through the promotion circuit with Enhypen’s most recent comeback, making it difficult for you to see each other. The other members know about your relationship, and even try to help Wonnie reach you sometimes. But today was a special day, your birthday… But Jungwon’s late-night filming would have him booked for the entire day.

Words: 600+

Jungwon called you at the beginning of his day at 2 a.m., leaving you a voicemail wishing you a happy birthday to wake up to.

“Hi, Baby! Happy Birthday! I can't believe we've been together for a year now and this is the first time we're celebrating your birthday as a couple... But I'll be a little busy today, so I don't know if I'll make it out to you tonight. I want you to be so happy today, I'll call or text when I get the chance. I'll bring my gift to you in person when I can. But for now, you'll have to settle for a happy birthday song!"

Jungwon proceeded to softly sing you happy birthday through the phone. It was slow and sentimental, you could tell he felt bad about not being with you.

You quietly sobbed with tears streaming down your face as you heard his message, playing it over and over to listen to his voice. You knew that being in a relationship like this was going to be difficult but it still got hard at times like these. You tried to enjoy the day with some friends; shopping, karaoke, and eventually stopping at a restaurant before ending the night. But your friends noticed you weren't really enjoying yourself. They pressed you until you complained that your boyfriend’s work would keep him busy for the entire day. They complained that he was a shitty boyfriend, trying to be on your side, but you knew you couldn’t explain the full reason why and you could only half-heartly defend Jungwon. You stepped outside the restaurant, put in your headphones, and listened to his voicemail one more time. When you closed your eyes, his song made it sound like he was right next to you. But you opened them again to find yourself on the sidewalk under the night sky. Alone. You wiped your face into your sleeve and your phone dinged with a text. It’s from Jungwon.

“I know you’re probably feeling lonely right now, I’m so sorry I can’t be there with you tonight. But I’m always with you in your heart, and you're with me. Keep an eye on the TV, and watch for the MCountdown, I left a present for you.”

You hurried back inside and asked for a remote to the TV inside the restaurant. The manager helped you work the TV until he got to the broadcast of MCountdown. Enhpyen just performed their newest song, and Jungwon was front and center and looking into the camera. He smiled and showed a hand heart to the camera. But you noticed something else. You saw two silver bands on his ring fingers. You bought him a set of couples rings on his birthday, two simple silver bands one marked with his initials and the other with yours, which he only took off for stages since their outfit designers forced him to. 

You remembered a part of his text, I’m always with you in your heart, and you're with me. You smiled as more tears built up in your eyes. It wasn't something big, but it was the best present you received that day. A special gift from the best boyfriend in the world...

#enhypen fanfiction #enhypen x reader #jungwon #jungwon scenarios #enhypen fluff #jungwon x you #jungwon x reader #yang jungwon #yang jungwon x you #yang jungwon x reader #enhypen drabbles #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #enhypen fic #enhypen blurbs #jungwon fluff #kpop imagines #jungwon imagines

[blueberryarchive]

Birthday Cake ˖ ࣪⭑ (18+)

tw; toxic relationship, smut

"Stay there," whispered Jungkook to Bam in a drunken chuckle while you took his hand. You knew that house better than himself, and even though it reminded you of bitter times, the sparkling wine in your veins was so sweet. Daring.

"Hurry up, idiot," you hushed him looking for the door to his home studio. His friends were calling him, the candles from the cake melting downstairs waiting for the birthday boy to appear. You were opening doors, God only knows why. "God, you're still a mess. Why the fuck don't you get a maid to clean your room?"

Ah, there it is still. You and your fucking complaining.

"Ok, sugar. Would you be my maid?" With an iced hand, silver and diamonds clashing with your barely covered ass. His fingers went up your skirt without asking, he was so needy for you and he didn't care if he looked desperate. If you two almost trip over the rug, hell, he would fuck you just there if he could.

His friends told him not to invite you to his 26th birthday party. He didn't care. You were his ex, yes. You ended on bad terms, kind of. But your fucking eyes were inviting him to sin again, all night, with only two glances and you were already taking his hand to steal him from Jimin and the girl he was trying to present to him. He didn't even apologize or fight. And the girl, she was lovely, but Jeon knew it took more than pretty to get to him.

More. More daring and dangerous, something to make his heart race and his lips bruising red. More of taking his tipsy ass to his home studio and close the door while everyone was looking for him. Kiss the edge of his jaw and play with the silver choker around his neck.

"Oh, fuck you," he whined playing with your hair, hand trembling with emotion. He hated you so much for knowing every little piece of him, where to touch him without him asking. "Why do you always do this to me?"

"Why did you invite me, then?" your cheeky smile looking up at his frown.

With a sudden move he was carrying you to his desk, you laughed so hard his heart ached. Remembering sleepless nights walking around the park, the only sound being your voice telling stories to his tired ears.

You took the microphone that was next to you and looked at him with hooded eyes. "Happy birthday," you started singing and he rolled his eyes, the smell of your perfume was intoxicating, lethal, a fucking weapon.

He knew you knew it was his favorite.

A spark lit on his head. "Wait," he smirked and took a step back lifting your dress. A sigh came out of his nose, and he moved his head from side to side while pursing his lips. "You never change, do you?"

"I mean it's your birthday, dear." you purred in his ear, you were wearing a baby blue set. How dare you.

"So you were planning on fucking me?"

"I was planning on fucking." your eyes were dancing around the room, blushed.

"Right." And with that, the rush was no longer going to his dick.

"Oh, Kook. You knew I came because I needed some."

He sat on his desk chair, legs wide open just like his dark shirt. Sleek, black hair covering his dangling earrings and the new piercing on his lower lip you were ready to taste. But you fucked up. His eyes were lost, going to the past, knowing that things could have worked out between you two. It was late, though.

"Baby-"

"Undress, love. We didn't come to talk." His voice was deep and hurt, anxiously biting the silver of his lip.

You indeed didn't say a thing and obeyed.

"Slower, baby. I got time," without taking his eyes off of you he went to his desk looking for music. The song was slow, and inviting. He started to move his head to the beat. He walked right past you taking a good look at your body, he was pleased and you knew by the smile carved in his gaze.

He went back to the chair and nodded so you could come to his open lap. "You were not planning on fucking anyone else." He said, you chuckled. He was so cocky. "You came with my favorite perfume." True. "And one of my favorite pieces on you." That didn't mean...something. " So you came to please the birthday boy, showing off your cute ass around, looking so good, smelling better than the cake. And now you don't want me to eat my piece? How selfish."

Your eyebrows raised. Oh, he was angry. 

You sat down and he took control, gripping your ass so hard that it might leave bruises.

"C'mon, ride me like you did Jimin on that club," he whispered, and your heart sank. How did he know? Your chest felt heavy, guilt sipping through your veins. It was only a dance but, 

"Don't worry," he smiled. "I already took your friend on a date, I might fuck her on the second one."

As he was talking, you were unconsciously moving on top of him. He was guiding you, moving slowly from the tip to the zipper of his pants. 

"You came to get some, baby?" his lips were brushing against yours, the cold from the hoop sending shivers to your core. How much you missed that chill. You nodded at his question. "Then you will get some."

With both hands behind your ass, he carried you to the desk opening your legs, your back against the furniture. The light from the computer made his face blue, and the diamonds around his neck made him look so pretty. 

The back of your legs were on his chest while he took his dick out. He was hard and already leaking. You hummed at the sight.

"Say it," he caressed your leg with his hand. Tip already teasing your entrance.

"Say what?" you dared to say. You were stubborn even in the worst times. 

Jungkook didn't warn you when he already was inside you, filling you with a scorching pleasure. 

"Say it, baby."

"Yes, I came to fuck you." you cried when he started moving. He smiled. 

He pushed his body near yours, making your knees touch your chest. His forehead with yours while the slapping sound echoed with his own music in the background. 

The in-and-out was heavenly, wet, and nasty. Just how he liked. 

"God, you're so fucking bad for me. But that pussy, baby," you kissed him with so much love he couldn't keep the bad boy act. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck when the rhythm started to get sloppy, he began to lose balance, one hand gripping the edge of the desk for support. That kiss killed him. 

"Oh, Kookie!" you purred, messing his hairstyle with your trembling fingers.

"Fuck you," he groaned, searching for your lips again to shut you up. 

With one hug and a grunt, he came painting your creamy walls. "God, I love you." he sighed and blushed. He fucked up. 

Your stare softened, and you smiled, reassuring him that you didn't feel fear for something you both knew it was not easy to throw away.

"Happy birthday, Kookie boy." You gave him a peck, fixing his hair. 

Late as fuck but here i am :))) -🫐

#bts #bts imagines #bts fanfic #jungkook #bts drabble #jungkook x reader #jk #jungkook smut #jungkook fanfic #bts jungkook

[heyidkyay]

And I'm petrified of being alone, now |

Part Four

Matty Healy x reader

Summary: She’s just trying to get by, really. What with being a single parent to her four year old son whilst simultaneously trying to kick start a successful career as a radio presenter. She’s got everything she’s ever wanted though, friends close by, a mum who’s merely a phone call away, and of course her baby boy. What else is there to wish for? But then, it’s not long before her relatively normal life gets upended and turned on its head, and she’s suddenly forced to deal with situations she’s never even thought to imagine.

What happens when one mention of a certain controversial singer on her show sends a flood of unexpected challenges her way? 

Authors Note: IT'S TAKEN A WHILE BUT IT'S HAPPENING, MATTY AND MOUSE ARE SO CLOSE. Hi:) Hope you enjoy this part, finally throwing them into the same building!! Lot's happening in this one!

Warnings: Mentions of rehab, struggles around body image

Masterlist

🐭 @/petitesouris 13m Early start, hoping it's a good session today!

The next week rolled around slowly and it had been one of the most agonising waits of my life. 

I’d constantly been emailing with the Primary Talent Team for the last few days, back and forth, just trying to work out which date and time would best fit both our schedules. It’d been gruelling. And the entire exchange would have gone a whole lot easier if it hadn't been for the fact that it had all been centred around them and based on their terms and conditions. Not forgetting the mile long list of Do’s and Don'ts they had also attached to their most recent email, which had been oh so fucking thrilling.

To be honest, I might not have minded it if my whole life had only revolved around the radio show. But as proud of it as I was, and as incredibly hard as both Adi and I constantly worked, I had other priorities that took precedence. I loved the show with all my heart but it could never be my entire life. Not with Teddy waiting for me back home at the end of each day, relying on me alone to raise and feed and clothe him.

Not that Healy’s management could comprehend that, or the fact that I had a schedule and a set routine. They didn't know when to stop and pushed and pushed to get what they wanted. And I could only fight back so much. Which meant that I’d ended up dropping Teddy off at Finn’s place a whole two hours earlier than usual just so that Adi and I could prep for the dated interview.

So, with that in mind, it was safe to say that I wasn't in the perkiest of moods when Adi bounded breathlessly into the studio that morning, a lot later than expected.

"I know, I know, I'm late!" Adi immediately squawked as she hurried on over, the door behind her slamming shut in her wake. "But I have good reason! I hardly slept last night, too excited for all of this!" She added as she threw her knitted tote bag down in its customary corner, the one I’d brought her the birthday last, and tossed her phone and throng of keys down with a clatter onto her paper-filled desk.

I rolled my eyes, but was unable to negotiate with the amused smile that pulled at the corners of my mouth. “Still had time to post a quick photo though. Don't think I didn't see it, Adeline- you tagged the show."

Adi’s smile was blinding when she spun around to meet me, brown eyes wild and full of mirth.

“Figured since you still haven't a clue about how Instagram works that you just wouldn't see it, my love!" She retorted whilst throwing herself down into my desk chair and kicking her Doc clad feet up onto the table. She shot me a smug smirk. 

“Cow. And oi, I’ll have you know I’ve caught on since Circa ‘18!” I defended, but relented upon seeing Adi’s arched brow. “Fine, I had Finn explain it all to me one night after a bottle of wine. But the point still stands.”

Adi’s raucous laughter bounced around the loft and I could only roll my eyes once more before huffing. 2018 had been a rough year for many, but mostly me, seeing as I’d accidentally posted a quick shot of me in the tub for the group chat to my story, exposing a little more than I’d like to our show’s following.

Adi stared back at me in disbelief, loosening the bun of unruly curls that had been strung together by a silk bandana, which also seemed to match the colour of the very short shorts she was wearing.

"He'd had to have been a saint in another life to have dealt with an indisposed you for that long."

I scoffed at that, but couldn't help my own trickle of laughter. “I sent Teddy round to his the next day with a box of chocolates- you know, those fancy ones he’s always banging on about?” Adi hummed her assent. “Felt proper bad about it all. Took him ages to teach me how to stop going Live.”

We both laughed.

“Waste of time that was, should’ve just brought the chocolates here! Knowing Finn, he only helped ‘cause he found the entire sodding thing hilarious.” Adi supplied, pulling a pack of chewing gum free from her jacket pocket.

Snorting faintly, I denied her offering of a piece with a wave of my hand, and went back to fidgeting with my phone, distracting myself again from my plume of thoughts. I spun the device round and round, slowly enough so that each edge made contact with the wooden desktop. 

“You alright there, babe?” Adi queried after a while, and I glanced over to see her eyes now trailing the movement. “Ted doing alright?” 

I stilled and then hummed, watching as she turned and went about fumbling her way through an array of wires that sat on my desk, most of which were already hooked up to the monitors. It was a task Adi did most mornings, even when I’d already ticked it off the list, ever the perfectionist, wanting to double check that nothing would go wrong with the day's show.

“Oh yeah, all’s fine. Teds is already obsessing over Halloween, ranting about what costume he wants to get this year. But August has only just passed, Ads.” I groaned, thinking back to the previous evening when Teddy had spent a good portion of his bath time rambling on about what every other kid in his class was going to be.

Adi peered back at me, the extremity of the grin she wore wrinkling the corners of her eyes. “Just kids, ain't it? We were the same, you'll miss it in a couple of years.”

I supposed she was right, but only because I didn’t have much of an experience to look back on. Halloween had just been me and mum in the woods up by the creek, collecting flowers and eucalyptus for the wreaths we’d make, then reading old stories by the fire.

“Don't remind me, please. I don't want him getting any bigger!” I sighed all too dramatically before standing to head on over towards the printer, picking up everything I’d sent off earlier from out the tray.

“It's the way of life, babe. So, when do you reckon Teds will end up towering over you?”

Adi simply chuckled when I stuck a finger up at her from over my shoulder, not even wanting to pay that idea any thought at all. Teddy was my baby, I couldn’t picture him all grown up.

“I should mention that I saw your tweet, by the way. Guessing you're nervous for today?” Adi added after, her tone a little softer than normal, catching me off guard enough that I actually stilled in place before I turned to face her.

“And you’re not?"

Adi’s mouth quirked upwards when she shook her head, dark ringlets moving with it.

“Why would I be? This is fucking huge for us, M! The exposure that we'll receive alone could really give us the big break we've been searching for- I honestly can't even begin to believe it.”

I gnawed on my bottom lip as I lingered over her words, then pushed back the thought of me having been the one to deal with the stress that was Healy’s management team to the back of my mind. Adi didn’t deserve that, I’d always been the one to deal with all the crap happening behind the scenes, and besides, Adi had a right to be excited. I only wished that I had the ability to join in on it.

“I just don't want to start up any more unnecessary drama, Ads.”

Drama was the very last thing I wanted, knowing that this whole thing with Healy could easily blow up in our faces if we didn’t go about it the right way. And if shit actually does end up hitting the metaphorical fan, then… I wasn't sure I'd be fit enough to handle it. Handle the backlash that would surely follow and affect the show, the only source of income I had. And without it, both Teddy and I would be royally fucked.

Apparently my lack of response had Adi rolling her eyes, adding an extra flare of dramatics to it by flicking my ear as she passed me by. “Don’t be such a worrier, babe. It’ll all work out, always does with us, don’t it? Besides, how can it not when I have a face as gorgeous as this?”

She winked, flashing me her famous grin.

“Tart.”

“Slag.” Adi easily countered.

A breathy chuckle escaped me and I shook my head before returning to the wad of papers I’d been rifling through. “Sorry to disappoint, but it’s the radio, babe. No one will be seeing that gorgeous face of yours, or the way your arse is currently hanging out of those shorts.”

Adi cut her eyes at me from across the room, but they gleamed under the studio’s lights. “Don’t be jealous. We both know you love it.”

“Jealous? I’m a mum!”

“A fit one.”

A laugh bubbled up out of my throat at that and I couldn't find the energy to deny it, so I just shook my head.

“Anyway, you’re wrong.” And at my confused look, Adi continued on, grinning wickedly as she waved around one of the large devices she’d since picked up and cradled in her hand. “We are working with the camera’s today. Sort of why I'm here setting them all up. See?”

“Wait, we’re filming?” I gawked, and my eyes felt like they were just about ready to bulge out of my head as I sat up further to shake my head at her. Mouth already dry. “Non. No, Adi. No one ever mentioned that! I can’t.”

“They called yesterday demanding it. Just as you left to pick up Teds- it must've slipped my mind. I'm so sorry, hun.” Adi revealed sheepishly, her face scrunched up in an apologetic wince as the camera rig dropped to her hip. “But don't worry, yeah? I promise it'll all be sound and then we'll be well on our way to becoming the UK's biggest radio show!”

I reverted back to worrying at my bottom lip, chewing on it as though I hadn't eaten for days whilst I tapped an anxious rhythm into the arm of my chair. I couldn’t do the cameras, not today at least.

“Trust me, Mouse. It’ll be alright. You’ve done it before and you can do it again. No one will say a thing.”

I wished I could fucking believe her.

***

The Sun @/Thesun 16m Matty Healy spotted out in London today! The singer has been relatively quiet for the past few days- somewhat strange for the wayward frontman- but will this all change now that he's been seen? (Link) H @/user1 18m um, what? he’s where?? Adi @/AdelineWells_ 19m Long day ahead but we're very excited for today's show! Big surprises in store for you lot, so who's looking forward to it?? @/petitesouris @/Mouseonamic Indie @/user2 21m @/AdelineWells_ AHHH hope it's another Adi's All-Knowing segment!! Urmymedicine @/user3 23m Did anyone else see Jamie’s ig post?? He says to keep an eye out- AN EYE OUT FOR WHAT?? Talk! @/user4 11m I feel like I've been hit by an unnecessary amount of information

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Matty’s bleary stare made an attempt to focus on the blurring buildings that passed them by as the car cut through the paved streets of London. Grey just melting into another varied shade of grey.

It was still far too bright for the beginning of September, the remaining weeks of summer only just tittering away now, and Matty couldn't help the scowl that had long since settled into his hollow features. 

One of the very few things he liked about the city was the fact that it was almost sure to be gloomy during the colder months. But it seemed as though the sun was shining a little brighter today, much to his chagrin.

A dull pain throbbed at either side of his temples, it’d been there since he’d been forced awake, and so he'd had to wind the window all the way down as soon as they'd set off to keep the nausea at bay. He silently regretted not turning in early last night, but it couldn't have been helped. It was hard to stay asleep without his usual nightcap, and even then, it was harder to dismiss the memories that plagued his mind without downing half a bottle of something or other.

A frigid wash of air wound its way down his throat as he took a long breath, his mind slowing a tad as the afternoon breeze trickled across his skin. But soon enough Matty’s calm was broken and his attention was then caught by Jamie, who sounded just as thwart as he felt.

“You even listening to me, mate?”

Jamie’s undeterred voice filtered through the back of the car, a short lived sigh following in its wake.

Matty merely rolled his eyes from behind his darkened sunglasses and proceeded to slump further in his seat, lolling his head to the side so that his focus was now within the car instead of on the distractions of the outside world.

His gaze trailed its way across the dark leather seats and blacked out windows before it finally ended up landing on his manager, who was kitted up in one of his many sharp shirts and a pair of formal fitting trousers. A right snazzy twat.

Matty could appreciate their pattern though, Jamie hardly ever ventured too far into the world of fashion, so the burgundy tartan was a sight to behold.

He soon fixed Jamie with an apathetic stare from across the backseat, fingers already itching for a fag, or maybe something stronger. He couldn’t be arsed with the mindless bother he’d been sent to complete today, really didn’t want to be dealing with a roomful of people that were there to assault him with an extensive range of hard-hitting questions, or have any more unwanted cameras shoved in his face in truth. 

But here he was, doing it.

Following orders because that was what it took to be a puppet. He was too tired to be tugging on any strings today though, simply wanted to get the afternoon over and done with, hopefully without any repercussions, so that he could fall back into bed.

“Matty, mate.” Jamie huffed, his face having fallen into a pitiful expression that Matty didn’t quite like looking at, but couldn’t seem to look away from. 

For a while, he'd been fearful that he'd pushed his luck all too far with Jamie, as well as the rest of the band too he supposed. But it seemed as though the guy had a thing for redemption, because he was trying his fucking hardest to annoy Matty into growing the fuck up.

“Look. I know you don't like this anymore than I do, but it's your job, mate. You ain’t got much of a choice here. But think of it this way, right. It's better you being here, doing this, than drowning away in your own fucking sorrows- thought you'd given up drinking since rehab, anyway.”

Matty’s jaw clenched involuntarily at the reminder. Rehab. What was it with everyone and always bringing it up? He’d been too fucking gone on painkillers to have given a second thought to the little amount of alcohol that particular shit show had provided. Could hardly call it a rehabilitation centre either, not when you were constantly surrounded by other abusers who were practically there on a getaway, just finding other means to entertain themselves with.

Jamie broke the silence just as Matty’s mind began to spiral, and Matty couldn’t help but be rather thankful for it.

“You just gonna sit there then?” Jamie snorted, obviously trying to fill the tense quiet now, “Normally you’d have told me to piss off by now.”

“Piss off.” Matty murmured, turning his focus back to the window.

The car seemed to be slowing down now and Matty furrowed his brow when they came to a gentle halt outside a block of buildings.

“Where are we?”

“Outskirts of Islington, I think. Not too far from the studio.”

Matty didn't get much of a chance to reply- not that he'd had one, Islington never did manage to bring up the most fondest of memories with him- because Jamie had all but jumped at the chance to exit the vehicle, opening up the sliding backdoor to escape into the stream of daylight.

With a tired sigh, Matty ran a hand through his mussed hair before he made a move to join his manager, clicking his neck slightly as the bottoms of his leather, heeled boots clacked against the cobbled pavement.

There was the usual musty scent that lingered throughout the city as he took a breath, but the smell of petrol was somewhat stronger here. Hardly anyone was wandering down the backstreet they had pulled into though, and those that did didn't linger too long on either him or the extravagant hired car that he'd been sanctioned with since having been struck with yet another driving ban.

Craning his head up, Matty could tell that there wasn't much to the building they were standing outside of. A commercial unit, three stories or so. Its brick exterior worn and dotted with timber sash windows. It was quaint enough, but not what he was used to when it came to things like this.

"Alright. A quick debrief before we go in." Jamie started, already fixing the faint creases in his otherwise pristine shirt, caused from where he’d been sat working in the backseat. “This is the same show that you had a bit of a spat with earlier this week, alright? So you'll be meeting the same girl that spoke out about your, um… Well, your image and publicity, and all that crap, generally speaking."

Jamie’s eyes flitted around them before he was back to typing away on his phone again. Fucking thing was practically attached to his hand, made Matty wonder how the hell he managed a wank.

But then he caught onto that last bit of his sentence and furrowed his brows, throwing Jamie another quick glance, not quite comprehending.

“Why we even here then? Thought your lot had a right mare dealing with all that.”

Jamie had the decency to look a tad bit sheepish as he started to lead them over towards one of the heavy-duty doors that adorned each of the surrounding units.

“They think that by doing this, it will clear up any allegations. They just want you to right your wrongs, I ‘spose. Make it known that what went down was just a 'misunderstanding' of sorts.”

“Right my? For fucks sake, Jamie! I was shitfaced! And if I remember fucking rightly, this supposed presenter spoke some actual truth. How the fuck am I meant to deny that and clear this whole fucking mess up?"

Matty was quite close to fuming now. It was always the same thing, again and again. The lies were never ending. So much so that he could hardly even recognise them from the truth anymore, everything had seemed to mould into one.

Jamie had since paused, his hand resting on the door's brass handle whilst he gave Matty the best smile he could possibly muster up. "Matty, mate, I'm sorry. Listen, I thought I could-"

Matty cut him off with a throaty scoff.

"Don't make out you're sorry. Not when you're just here ‘to do your job’. The only thing you're sorry for is the fact that you've got to be here at all, to suffer through all this shit with me and put up with the added drama. Just do me a fucking favour and keep your half-arsed apologies to yourself, mate."

Jamie looked genuinely taken back by his vicious rant for once, and somewhat hurt too, but Matty paid it no mind. He knew where to hit where it hurt, and he often didn’t stop until he tasted blood. The band knew that better than most.

"You act like you're here for me, when all you really care about is goin’ by the book and following the rules. Fucking grow a pair and apologise to me when there's an actual ounce of sympathy behind it." He spat back, teeth grinding as he clenched his jaw, glowering at the man standing before him. 

Matty shoved past his startled manager before he could linger on his words and pushed his way through the door. Fisted hands already making their way into his pockets as his nails dug crescent shaped moons into his palms in a desperate attempt to take the edge off of his vibrating anger.

"Ah, good, you're already here then! Thought we'd heard voices!" A cheerful lilt called out just as Matty rounded the short hallway, Jamie hot on his tail, and came face to face with a girl, who was leaning heavily against the metal rail lining the steep stairwell. 

Matty winced at the brashness of her greeting, eyes narrowing behind his sunglasses at the very force of her presence. She had a mane of thick curls bundled atop her head, lips lined red and lashes winged with a heavy liner. She was definitely younger than him, but not by much, and he could only guess as he approached her, that she stood at a similar height to him too when she wasn't prancing about on metal staircases. 

His fingertips trailed across the paperboard carton he had stowed away in his jacket pocket as Jamie hurried on over to meet the woman- a beaming smile now replacing his previously dejected look. Matty bit into his cheek at the sight of it.

"Yeah, sorry if we're late! Hey, it's great to meet you, I'm Jamie and this is obviously Matty." Jamie greeted with an incessant smile Matty couldn't bring himself to look at, before his manager was gesturing towards him- the disgruntled singer he was always stuck babysitting- and then reaching out a hand.

"Adeline, but my mates call me Adi." The girl, Adi, chirped as she took Jamie’s palm in her own, her eyes flitting towards Matty long enough to get a good once over. A gesture Matty returned. "It's great to have you both here."

She wore a grin so large it practically surpassed the honey brown eyes that brightened her face. Her teeth were white, if not a little crooked, and the force of her smile showed off the metal piercing that sat against her front teeth.

"We're honestly really excited to have you on the show! We'll have a proper laugh and just chill, so there's no pressure or anything. Mouse is upstairs, by the way. Still have to set up the final bits and bobs." Adi added, her enthusiasm somehow never faltering. "You'll love her! She's the main man round here, the one who started up the show and all that. You'll be speaking to her once we begin, but depending on how everything goes I'm hoping to join the two of you at some point."

Matty merely hummed in reply, which earned him a slight jab to the ribs from Jamie, one he tried not to lash out at. And Adi’s eyes slitted a tad as she followed the gesture, though Matty noted she gathered herself rather quickly.

"So, is that all of you then? No one else to meet?" Jamie wondered politely and Adi chuckled in retort as she began to lead them up the shifting staircase, giving them both an eyeful of her long legs.

"Nah, you're in the clear. It's just the two of us running things around here."

Matty worked his jaw at her response, whilst the sound of his boots hitting each metal stair reverberated around them.

"And that works?" He couldn't stop himself from asking.

Adi's head snapped back to find him, eyes peering over her shoulder as she rounded the first small landing and started on the next set of stairs.

"Mouse was on her own for a long while before I came along. We cope fine on our own though. We might not be as big as some other radio shows at the moment, but we've got a good relationship that works well within this industry. She can be stubborn, whilst I can be pushy, and even when we butt heads over things, we're able to make up in the end for the sake of the show. I don't know how it would work, throwing someone else into the mix."

Matty gave her a curt nod.

"So, Mouse?" Jamie questioned just as they bypassed the second floor, continuing up the staircase. Matty could hear the curiosity that lined his voice.

Adi flashed them another grin. "Mouse. It's what she goes by."

"Oh?" Jamie prodded, prompting her even further. He had a right thing for nicknames, loved hearing the stories behind them or something. 

"Don't know how it came about, in all honesty. You'll have to ask. But it's been her pseudonym ever since she started as a kid."

Matty’s ears perked up upon hearing that, but it was Jamie who quizzed her.

"She's been doing this since she was a kid?"

"Technically. But no, it started out as a Twitter account, just her venting her thoughts and opinions on the music she loved. And trust me, teenage Mouse was just as cut throat and sarcastic as she is now- maybe even more so- but people loved it, still do. The idea for the radio show came about a couple years later, and that was that."

Adi stopped talking just as they reached the very top. The staircase had led them straight into an open plan room, where a large leather sofa separated the sitting area from the tiny kitchenette in the far back corner, and where half of the living space had been overtaken by a recording booth.

Matty blinked. It wasn't at all what he had been expecting.

"God, this is insane." Jamie suddenly crowed from beside him and Matty followed his manager’s wide eyed gaze to where a skylight had been fitted overhead, giving them a clear view of the bright blue skies they'd just escaped from.

"I know." Adi spoke through a breathy exhale, her eyes twinkling as she grinned up at the oversized window. "It was what sold us on the place, honestly. That, and the access we have to the roof."

She gestured over towards the closest window to the stairs then and Matty found a fire exit hatch sat just on the outside of it.

"Don't think the other tenants renting out the spaces below even know about it. Well that, or we've just been lucky enough to never to catch one another up there." She chuckled and Jamie joined her. 

Matty’s hand tightened around his pack of cigarettes, eyes lingering on the hatch. But before he could ask if he could get a quick look at it, Adi was waltzing her way across the room and over towards the kitchen. 

She waved them closer and gestured towards two sofas and a vintage looking armchair that should have looked somewhat out of place, if it hadn't been for the rest of the mismatched furniture that littered the space. From the mint green fridge shelving a chaotic range of mugs, to the wearing Victorian coffee table, which was hilariously similar to the one Matty’s grandmother had preened over whenever guests had gone to visit.

"Tea, coffee?" Adi asked and Matty dipped his head as he took a perch on the edge of an armchair facing the tele box. It looked well over two decades old and he questioned the last time he'd seen one that'd had a DVD player built into it.

"Coffee. Black."

Adi raised an amused brow but didn't comment, looking towards Jamie. "And you, Glasses?"

Jamie only chuckled at the name referring to the thick rimmed frames he often wore. "Tea, please. Milk, two sugars."

"Be with you in just a sec!" Adi winked in reply and pulled four mugs down from the fridge.

"Cheers." Jamie thanked her, smiling all the while, before a look of remembrance crossed his face. "So where's this famous Mouse of yours then?"

And as though someone had answered him, Matty looked up to find the door to the recording booth opening and watched as someone stepped out to join them.

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