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turnupbrock · 4 years

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Preggers- Colby Brock

Requested by a wonderful anon, “Can you write some fluffy Colby please where y/n and him go out on a date and at the end of the night she reveals she’s pregnant then cute fluffy cuddling stuff, thank you ily💖” I’m so so sorry that it took so long to post but I realy hope you like it because i think that it is so cute. I love you babey!

You were shocked to say the least, but you were beyond happy. You were looking down at the little stick that has two lines on it, the little stick that just changed you and your husband’s lives forever when you heard the front door open, “Baby?” Colby’s voice rang throughout the house. You panicked and tossed the pregnancy test over your head and into the shower behind you, cringing at the sound of it bouncing off the walls and onto the floor. “Everything okay here?” Colby queried when he turned the corner with a small smile on his face. You let out a breathy giggle and nodded your head, “Yeah, yes. Everything is perfect.” your words came out faster than you wanted and you mentally cursed yourself for it. ‘Act natural. Everything is fine.’ You kept trying to tell yourself. ‘But it’s not fine. You’re pregnant and the test is literally two feet away from where you and Colby are both standing.’ Your subconscious decided to step in.

“Um, Y/n? You okay?” he waved his hand in front of your face. Finally you snapped out of the mental argument you were having and noticed that Colby looked worried. You relaxed and draped your arms around his waist, hugging him tight. “Everything is fine. I have to shower and get ready. I’m going to lunch with the girls but I’ll be home later.” you informed Colby still holding onto him. Colby furrowed his brows and squeezed you to him more, “Yeah that’s fine. Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked once more. The movement of your head nodding yes made him chuckle. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. You pull back with a sweet smile on your face, you lean up on your tip-toes and press a soft, loving kiss to Colby’s pink lips. You felt him smile into the kiss which made you mirror his actions.

“Okay I really need to get in the shower so get out so I won’t be distracted anymore,” You joked pushing Colby away from you. He laughed loudly, “Right, cause you just can't control yourself around me.” He smirked and winked at you. Rolling your eyes, you couldn’t help the smile that came to your face, “Can you?” you raised your eyebrow at your husband as your hands traveled down to the hem of your shirt, you started to lift. Colby was quick to throw his hands over his eyes, “Okay, I’m leaving damn. Stop that, I have a meeting to go to you and you have to go to lunch! Stop that.” he mumbled trying to feel his way to the door with one hand while the other still protected his eyes. You laugh when he stubbed his toe on the door frame. You could hear him cussing softly even after he closed the door. You shake your head and turn to the shower, leaning down you pick up the test from the shower floor and quickly stuff it into your makeup bag on the counter.

“Hey girl, I really need to talk to you and all the other girls too. Do you think that we can invite them to lunch too please?” you asked Kat as you propped your phone on your vanity. Her face creased and concern passed over her face, “Yeah, of-of course. Is everything okay?” A wide smile pulled at your lips when the thought of you and Colby starting a family crossed your mind but you nodded your head, “Everything is perfect. I just need you guys to help me plan something.” Kat nodded again, “Yeah okay. I’ll go call all the girls and we’ll meet you at Chipotle right?” “Yes ma’am.” You answered as you applied mascara. “Okay, cya boo.’ “Bye boo!” and with that, Katrina hung up the phone and you continue putting on mascara. When you were done getting ready, you sent a text to Colby that you finally left the house and was on the way to lunch. You knew he wasn’t going to reply for a while since he was in a meeting with Sam. Grabbing your makeup bag and putting it into your purse, you headed out the door.

Walking into the restaurant you could already see all your girlfriends sitting at a table in the back. Your heart starts racing the second that you take a step. You don’t know how they are going to react, if they think that you guys are too young but all those thoughts were shoved from your mind because you know that all of them will be happy for you and Colby no matter what. “Hey babe,” Kat greeted when you stopped at the table, “Hey,” you greeted back. After all of the hello’s were said to all of your friend’s you all went and ordered what you wanted. Sitting back at the table Kat spoke, “So are you gonna tell us what’s going on? You sounded pretty excited over the phone.” “Yeah, I really wanna know too.” Tara said. Devyn and Cassie chimed in their agreements too. Taking a deep breath, you look at all of your friends, “Okay, um-” You started but your voice was shaking. Taking another deep breath you started again, “This morning I took a pregnancy test because for the last couple of weeks I haven’t been feeling all too well and I kept getting sick in the mornings so I decided to finally take one just to put my mind at ease. And well, I didn’t expect it but I- I’m pregnant.” You confessed. Each of the girls' faces mirrored each other. The table was silent for a minute and that scared you. “Uh, guys?” You hesitantly asked. “Are you sure?” Tara finally broke the silence. You nodded, “Yeah. I took a test this morning when I first woke up then I took another one before I left the house and both of them turned out positive.”

“Can- can we see them?” Devyn asked. You nodded again and reached into your bag and pulled out both of the tests and set them on the table. Kat picked one up while Devyn picked up the other one. “Holy shit you’re pregnant!” Katrina suddenly yelled, startling you and the others. The smile on her face was so comforting to see since you have been so nervous to tell anyone. “I’m so so happy for you!” Cassie cried before pulling you into a giant hug. “Really?” “Yes really, girl you’re gonna be a mommy and Colby is gonna be a daddy,” Devyn said hugging you after Cassie let you go. “You’re gonna be a damn good one,” Tara said hugging you after Dev. When Tara let you go, you gazed over at Kat- who was still bouncing on the balls of her feet. She squealed, “ I’m so fucking happy for you guys!” She grabbed you into a tight hug. Your emotions got the better of you and the tears started to prick your eyes. “Thank you guys so much.” You sniffled. Kat pulled away and wiped your eyes for you. “We’re all so happy for you,” She said again. “Does Colby know yet?” Tara asked sitting back down next to Cassie. You shook your head, “No, he doesn’t. That’s what I need your help for.” “You want us to help you find a way to tell him that you're pregnant?” You assured Cassie. “Let’s plan.”

After a couple of hours of planning, you guys finally came up with a way. “Hey baby,” you spoke into the phone once Colby picked up. “Hey gorgeous, What’s up?” “Well I was just wondering if you wanted to have a date night tonight? You know, we have both been so busy with work lately and we haven’t really had time to just hang out. You and me.” “Yeah, of course baby. I would love that. What were you thinking?” “Umm maybe we can pick up some take out and eat on the beach like we did when we first started dating?” You smiled when you heard Colby’s deep chuckle from the other side of the phone. “I would absolutely love that. I’ll be home in an hour.” “Okay, perfect. I’m just finishing up with girls so I’ll see you home.” “See you home, beautiful. I love you.” You felt your cheeks heat up, “I love you.” Then the line disconnected. Looking back up at your friends, you giggled at the way that they all were holding their chest. “Shut up,” you mumbled. The girls laughed with you, “Okay, you go home,” Kat said pointing to you. “Go get dressed for your date, nothing too fancy. Don’t want to give anything away. While you do that, we will go get the stuff to set up the house.” You nodded and smiled, grateful to have the friends you did. “Remember nothing that will give it away, just some candles and rose petals.” You told Kat again. She waved her hand in the air, “Yeah, yeah I get it. Now go.” you laughed and got into your car.

Colby laid down the blanket onto the sand and grabbed your hand to help you sit. “Why thank you,” you giggle once you settle on the blanket. Colby chuckled and started to get the food from the bags. You moaned lightly at the smell of Tender Greens that is seeping through the air, the light breeze wafting towards you. Colby dramatically widened his eyes at you, “You good?” You laughed, “I’m good but you won’t be if you don’t give me my food.” You playfully threatened. Colby shoved your food container into your lap and quickly raised his hand in defense making you laugh hard. Colby joined with you, the both of you laughing. You fell into his side, where his arm snaked around your waist. You gazed at him from under eyelashes, slowly he leaned down and connected your lips together. “I love you,” he whispered, pulling slightly away. He was still so close that when he spoke, his lips touched yours. “And I love you,” You replied just as quietly. You both smiled when he reconnected your lips into a deeper kiss.

“I don’t know about you, but I am so full,” You said falling back onto the blanket. Colby chuckled lightly before falling next to you. “I’m very full too.” Just then your phone vibrated against your leg. Lifting it to your face, you read the message from Kat that told you that everything was set and ready to go. Turning on your side, you laid your head onto Colby's chest. “Wanna go home bubs?”You asked softly, pressing a kiss to the base of his neck. “Yeah,” he replied just as sofly. You threw away all the trash while Colby folded the blanket and made sure that we had everything. Getting back up to the car, you got in with Colby. “Thank you for the amazing night baby. I really enjoyed it.” You complimented. Colby grabbed your hand in his and rested them in his lap, “And thank you for marrying me. I couldn’t think of anyone else that I would want to eat on the beach with or spending my life with.” Colby smiled at you and you swore that you melted right here, in the passenger seat of his old corolla.

When you get to the house, you speed walk in front of him so that you can open the door and see if everything is actually ready before Colby can see anything inside. Opening the door just enough for you to poke your head in, you smile and the LED lights are turned on a dusty rose color and the floor sprinkled with pink rose petals. Pulling you head back out you see that Colby is standing behind you looking like a confused puppy. You smiled at him, “Okay bubba, close your eyes.” COlby cracked a grin and covered his eyes with his hands, “Y/n I swear to god if you prank me, I will get you back so hard.” he warned, making you laugh as you led him into the front door. “It’s not a prank baby relax.” When you finally got the door shut behind you, “Okay babe, open” Colby opened his eyes to meet the nicely decorated house. His eyes traveled over the petals on the floor up to the colored lights that were still shining. When his gaze finally met yours, his eyes were filled with love and adoration just for you.

“What’s all of this for?” he asked, cupping your cheek in his hand. A soft smile tugged at the sides of your mouth as your eyes glazed over with tears. You were so excited to tell him, you know that he has always wanted kids when he got married. It was just amazing to you that you were going to be the mother to a kid that was his. That this amazing man in front of you, wanted you to have his kids and wanted you to spend the rest of his life with. It was all just amazing. “Remember when we got married? I promised to give you everything that you ever wanted in life because that is how much I love you,” he nodded, still watching you intently. You took a deep breath to try and calm those tears and emotions, “ What’s something that you want more than ever?” Colby thought about it for a minute, “For us to be happy and to one day have kids with this beautiful woman in front of me.” He smiled which just made yours grow so much larger.

“We’re gonna be parents,” you said softly. Colby's eyes got wide and his eyes filled with tears. “You’re lying. Y/n, this isn’t funny. If this is a prank please tell me.” he begged. Tears engulfed your vision, making everything blurry. “It’s not a prank baby,” Colby laughed, “Really? Deadass?” He ran up to you and grabbed your shoulders, “Are you telling me that I’m going to be a dad?” he stared into your eyes, you felt like he was looking into your soul. Tears rolled down your cheeks when you shook your head at him. “I’m being serious. The tests are on the table,” You motioned to the greeting table where the two tests lay. Colby picked them up and looked at them but in the next second he had you in his arms, spinning around the room. You swear that you didn’t even see him move. “I’m going to be a daddy. I’m going to be a daddy.” You laughed as Colby continued to spin you around the room. He finally put you down and stared at you again, “You’re going to be a mommy. You’re going to be the mom of my son or daughter.” he laughed again before pulling you into a kiss. You felt all of his emotions in this one kiss and you tried to pour every one that you were feeling into it as well. You pulled away and rested you forehead on his and smiled at him again. You both laughed softly, still in shock of the news. “I’m going to be a daddy.” You nodded, “I’m going to be a mommy.”

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xsugarysweetsx · 4 years

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Can i get a pt 2 of the kami x reader one where the reader goes into labor? Thank you!!

Hello anon! Please enjoy!

Part one is here!

After your wedding you both decided not to age a honeymoon. About three days have passed and you’ve enjoyed being together in your home. Even though you could have gone out of town for a while, you wanted to be sure and safe. Your baby could come any day now!

And that day is today!

Your contractions had started when you were in the middle of a movie. It started out with what felt like a realy strong kick. Then a longer cramp and you decided it was time. You wanted to stay home for as long as possible. You didn’t want to stay at the hospital for longer than you needed.

You were kneeling in front of the sofa trying to get through the contraction. They were only 15 minutes apart and you wanted to leave at 6 minutes. Kaminari was behind you applying pressure to your hips. He was willing to do anything to help you with the pain.

He knew it would be dificult to give birth but seeing you in pain made his heart pang. The contraction finally faded away as you let your head fal in the cushion.

“Awh babe, do you need something? You want water”

“Mhm” you hum as he helps you to lay on the sofa. He rushes to the kitchen and gets you water. He helps you sit up as you quench your thirst.

The time past like hours and it felt like you were never ending uncomfort. Finally you had made it to 7 minutes and that was enough for you. He gets you, your bag into the car and to the hospital.

...

You were in your room sitting on the bed. Already changed and hooked up to machines, ready to have your baby. You say at the edge of the bed and Denki in front of you. You hurried your face into his chest and he held you. He tried his best to comfort you and constantly asked if you wanted medicine. But you were stubborn and wanted the natural route.

After giving a few groans and cries, you lifted your face. Tear tracks visible, and exhaustion sinking in. Denki pouted and wiped your tears with the pad of thumbs. He kisses your head and praised you

“Awh my baby..you’re so brave for doing this with no pain killers. I’m so proud of you” it wasn’t much but his encouragement really did keep you going. The doctor came in to check how you were doing.

“Alright let’s se how far you’ve come” she said coming between your legs to check “do we know the gender?” Denki held your hand and spoke

“No, we wanted a surprise”

“How sweet, well you’re moving along nicely, you’re at 7 centimeters. Just a few more, don’t hesitate to ask me for anything” she smiled at you both and left the room. Denki moves some hair from your face as he took a seat

“You hear that? You’re almost there” he gave you his soft smile. Even in this pain you couldn’t help but smile with how excited he was. Some of his hairs were standing in end which meant he was excited.

“Hat do you think the baby will look like?” You ask trying to ignore the growing pain.

“Well, I hope they have your eyes, and your personality. And the cute way your eyes scrunch you when you smile” he said enthusiastically

“I hope-ow...” you hissed in pain as the next contraction plowed through you. He took your hand in his, letting you crush it as much as you’d like. He just hoped this would all be over soon

...

About 2 more hours had passed and you were finally dislated enough to push! Only this time...the pain was worse...10x worse....

“Alright now push!” Called the doctor as you lean forward and push. A scream escaping your lips

“Aaahh!” You were crushing your poor husbands hand as you pushed. You had been in labor for the past hour. Denki was taking it like a champ though

You fell back on your pillow and looked up at your husband.

“D-Denki..I’m so tired...and it hurts so bad. I’m sorry about your hand hon.” You said as tears spilled from your eyes. The anticipation, anxiety and guilt all clashing together.

His hand pushed back your hair and looked at you fondly. “Babe, I alreayd told you on our wedding day. I’ll hold and love you for the rest of my life. And this is part of it” before you could respond the nurse urged you

“Push again!”

“AHHHH!”how could anyone go through this? And more than once?!

Just as the pin was getting worse your felt lighter..? You didn’t feel the urge to push anymore and as you open your eyes you see the doctor hold up a crying baby.

“It’s a boy! Congratulations!” He said laying the babe in your chest. You couldn’t believe what you had just done. Kaminari kisses your forehead as he cried

“Oh my...babe look at him. You did so well babe” he cried. The doctors gave him the scissors to cut the umbilical cord. After that they took him away to wash and wrap him up.

He was the cutest thing. He slept like you, mouth slightly open. He had denki’s nose and a small patch of your H/C hair. He was so small, and so cute. As you breastfed him Denki watched from over your shoulder.

He kissed you cheek “thank you babe....I’m so proud of you”

“I wouldn’t have been able to do it without you....” looking down you saw your son had opened his eyes. He Denki’s golden eyes, the ones you loved so much

Now you had two pairs to love.

I hope this was alright!❤️

#denki kaminari x reader #kaminari denki #bnha x reader pregnant #my hero academia x reader #anime x reader #my hero academia #boko no hero academia #anime #fanfiction

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joongzone-blog · 5 years

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ateez reaction to you playing a viagra prank on them (m)

anon: omg love your writing. can i please request an ateez reaction to you playing a viagra prank on them and if you could please make it a little long. i just think that’ll be hilarious.

HONGJOONG:

he’d be in the hotel room next door to yours, sharing a room with yunho when he starts to feel it getting hard

he doesn’t know why it’s getting hard, he wasn’t thinking of anything besides wanting to go to sleep but it jolts him awake

luckily yunho left the room to go join san and wooyoung

u, on the other hand, are wondering if it had set in yet so u look it up and when u realise it should kick in by now

u facetime him just to mock him

he immediately picks up

u put on a smirk and ur suddenly more annoying than usual according to hongjoong

“hi joong. how’s it going?”

he tried to hide it but u know whats going on...he just...doesn’t know it was u

“nothing much” he says “just y’know...making beats on my laptop...haha!”

“oh? that must be hard to do huh?”

“not really, it comes naturally to me now. why are u still awake?”

“it’s just...so...hard...to fall asleep and it’s so frustrating...my temper just...keeps growing...because of it...”

“stop that...why are u talking like that u weirdo”

ur laugh suddenly can’t be contained and u just burst out in cackles, throwing the phone on the bed

“ya! why are u laughing at me!”

once u managed to get urself together u grabbed ur phone and told him the prank u pulled on him while u and the members went out to eat earlier

his face fumes!!!

“ya! was this u?” he angrily scoffs “why would u pick me as ur victim?!”

“ur easily deceived joong. plus i saw it at the pharmacy counter yesterday and thought it’d be funny”

“im gonna beat ur ass when i see u tomorrow”

“come to my room we’ll figure out what to do with it”

“it would get flaccid seeing u, no thanks”

and u start bickering back and forth for a good three mins before joong groans into his pillow

“ya! i hate u so much!!!”

SEONGHWA

omg this baby would be so shy about it

u gave it to him it in replace of headache relief pill...but he doesn’t know that bc seonghwa doesn’t check

he’ll be on a vlive with yeosang later on when it starts getting hard

ur watching their vlive from the other room and ur just waiting...for something to happen...

when it gets hard all of a sudden his face contorts

“omo...”

and he’d look down but then immediately look up bcos he’s realising on live broadcasting

yeosang b like “what? what’s wrong?”

and seonghwa would be so speechless he’d look back and forth from yeosang to the camera

nobody can see it bc of the filter but he is blushing like crazy

“hyung, stop fooling around, what’s wrong?”

and u watch as seonghwa whispers something into his ear, u in ur room quietly laughing to urself but also thinking of how to apologise to seonghwa bc u know he doesn’t handle pranks like these well

yeosang then does the same as seonghwa and looks back and forth from him and the camera

yeosang be like “ok everyone we have to go! it’s getting late goodnight!”

but the time is only 8pm and u just laugh as u turn ur phone off

from ur room u can hear them panicking about what to do, and seonghwa yelling and yeosang yelling back

YUNHO

big baby would also be so shy!!!

this prank would be urs and wooyoung’s idea

u would be accompanying him and the members on the set of an mv filming

u would be watching yunho and wooyoung being goofy behind the scenes in front of the cameras

and then yunho’s face suddenly changes...like in the gif...god

and wooyoung is smirking and being touchy feely with him bc he knows whats up

“yunho, is everything ok? ur not feeling sick are u?” he teases

“get y/n...i need her...like now...wooyoung please...”

wooyoung laughs at him as he goes over to u and tell u that ur boyfriend wants u

“baby what’s wrong?” u say, acting like u dont know whats wrong

he looks around, his face blushing bright red, to make sure nobody is looking at him

“i...”

“yunho...tell me what’s wrong”

“babe i-i have a...b-boner...”

u cant help but laugh and he quickly covers up ur mouth while backing u up into somewhere secluded

“shhh!!! please!!!”

“how’d u manage that huh? what were u thinking of huh?”

“literally nothing! idk why i just got it...god it hurts...what do i do?”

u put ur hand between his thighs knowing u two are alone and u squeeze one of his thighs lightly

“we could help it a bit? there’s an unused room down the hall-”

but before u can even finish it yunho grabs ur arm and dashes through the hall with u

“please, i just want it gone, i cant be having a boner on an mv, i’d get clowned by atiny”

YEOSANG

i think he’d either be the most calm about it or be the complete opposite and freak out

but let’s stick to the most calm since that’s more his personality

u would pull the same prank on him like u did with seonghwa, making him think it was a headache relief pill

he’ll be in the middle of dancing with the members when all of a sudden...

he’d be like: and i...OOP!

he’d try to get through a few minutes dancing with it bc he thinks he’s gotten a random hard-on and thinks if he focuses on something else then it will go away

but not with viagra

when he realises its not going down he’d excuse himself to the toilets

he’ll sit in a cubicle and wait for someone in there to leave before taking off the lower half clothes and touching himself

he wants it to go away because he has no time to be embarrassed

he just wants it to go away and he’s panicking because he’s been touching himself for god knows how long and he cant feel himself getting close

so he texts you as a last resort

yeosang: babe

you: yes?

yeosang: i really need a big favor from you

you: hm...depends what it is...

yeosang: baby can you touch yourself and let me hear you?

you: oh? you’re horny?

yeosang: i wasn’t but i just got this hard-on and i went to touch myself but nothing...

yeosang: i know it’s late but i panicked, im sorry...oh god, you really don’t need to, it’s okay don’t worry

YOU are calling...

SAN

cute baby boy would so laugh the fact that you and yunho had plotted to pull this prank off so san wouldn’t sleep tonight

he’d just laugh at himself as he watches it get harder and harder in the shower

“oh my god! what is this!”

cackles and cackles, his cute laughs everywhere

yunho is sitting in their shared room on his phone and all he can hear is san yelling and cackling at himself in the shower

he knows what’s up

“yunho! i got a boner!”

yunho laughs so hard at how easy it is for san to just tell him these things

“pretty sure a little birdie and i slipped something in your americano this morning to get back at u for the shampoo prank but that’s none of my business!”

san laughs so hard he nearly slips but thankfully he’s okay

he’s just . looking down at himself . laughing

he isn;t surprised that yunho pulled this off but you? his own girlfriend? would betray him like this?

he peeks out from the shower curtain and grabs his phone thats sitting closeby and he starts to call you

when u pick up u are welcomed to the sound of san’s high pitched screaming

“ya! i can’t believe how much of a snake you are! do you know what you did to me? cause im staring at it right now and it hurts! it’s funny but what if this never comes down in the morning! how am i supposed to sleep on my stomach when this...thing...wants to sleep with me! ya! you’re dead tomorrow!”

san doesn’t talk about anything else for the rest of the night except for ways to get rid of his hard-on while yunho is fast asleep

MINGI

omg another big baby that would both be shy and be dramatic about it

u pranked him earlier and now u and mingi are baking something together for yeosang’s birthday that’s coming soon

he’s whirring mixture when it starts to get hard and he immediately shuts the machine off

he takes a big deep breath because he’s not sure just how on earth he has managed to get a boner in the middle of baking

he tries to push it down but that!!! hurts!!!

he shrieks and u ask him whats wrong

he ushers you away, telling u nothing is wrong

but u have a faint idea that maybe it’s the little viagra pill u slipped into his drink earlier

mingi can’t take it no more bc it gets harder and harder the more he tries to ignore it

he’s quiet, silently inching behind you before you feel it pressing against your back

hm, you think

“babe. i’m not sure what’s going on but it’s stressing me out.”

“but we’re baking”

“i know but if i keep going the others are bound to see it and i, for sure, know they’re going to clown me”

“the cupcakes are gonna burn baby, you’ll just have to wait”

but he’s a big baby and he just whines over and over, whimpering as it gets even harder and warms his stomach

it makes you laugh so hard but you enjoy toying with mingi

you love seeing him be so helpless and under your control

“baby can’t we just pause the oven and resume it when we’re done?”

WOOYOUNG

i see him having the same reaction as san but more exaggerated except because of the situation, he’s more collected about it:

u thought it was funny to drop one in his coke while u were eating out with the members

on the drive home the members are all fast asleep in the van except for you and wooyoung

you because you were reading a really cool book and wooyoung...well because he’s been trying to hide his hard-on since it started getting hard

you’ve been noticing how often he’s been changing positions with his legs and it started to irk you a little now because you just want him to tell you that he’s hard without getting shy

“babe, if you’re going to keep hiding your hard-on from me you might aswell just sit with the driver so i can’t see”

“how...how did you know?”

you laugh to yourself putting your hand between his thighs and rubbing it

wooyoung is hot and absolutely not collected but he stays quiet because he’s with his members and they’re all asleep

you unbutton his jeans and wooyoung gets even more hotter bc ur hand presses against his throbbing hard-on

you rub it, just to see his reaction and the way he closes his eyes pleases you

but then he opens them quickly, realising where he is

you laugh at him and punch him jokingly, “relax, i’m not going to jack you off while the others are here”

and wooyoung groans but he knows ur right and besides, it’s much more fun when u two are alone

JONGHO

omg what a sweet boy!

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blackcoffeeandteardrops · 6 years

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Reprieve (1/3)

To the anon forever ago that requested a story where Mulder finds William, I’m sorry this took so long. I have two other parts for this, but I’ll leave you with part one for now. Under the cut & also at AO3:

Mulder had heard through the proverbial grapevine what had happened. Things back home in D.C. were far worse than he thought, and Scully had been forced to make the ultimate sacrifice. Giving up the son she’d wanted for years was not an easy decision for her, he knew that, and yet a tiny part of him resented her for it.

The night he’d gotten the call--after a few somewhat conspicuous e-mails from Skinner, he’d used a payphone in the back of a bar, where his former boss confirmed his suspicions--Mulder had gone back to the hotel and punched a hole through the wall. He left early the next morning, thankful he paid in cash and stayed under an alias so they couldn’t track him down and make him pay for repairs.

His first instinct had been to hightail it back home. He could only imagine the horrors that awaited him there. Upon second thought however, he knew he couldn’t exactly return to Scully empty handed. What kind of gift to the woman who’d given him everything would that be? The whole reason he’d left in the first place was to guarantee both hers and William’s safety, and he couldn’t even do that.

Sighing, Mulder bit his lip so hard he tasted blood, and he marched up to the counter at the bus station, buying a ticket on the first Greyhound out of town. He wasn’t headed home, not yet.

When he climbed on the bus, he clutched a worn out bag to his chest and stared out the window. The sound of an infant crying brought him back to reality. A woman sitting across the aisle smiled apologetically, all the while rubbing her daughter’s back.

“She should calm down once we get moving. But I suspect she’s not feeling well,” the woman said, by way of explanation.

Mulder nodded in reply. “It’s okay,” he said, reaching into his bag for a worn out paperback, not intending to be rude but hoping the woman would take it as a sign that he wasn’t looking for a conversation. Tucked between the pages of the books was a picture of William and Scully, one he’d taken the day before he left. He knew it was in the book, knew it because every night before he fell asleep, he’d hold the picture and stare at their faces, and he’d hope he’d see them soon. The picture had been a source of comfort before, a talisman that kept him grounded and reminded him why he had to keep fighting, but seeing it again filled him with something kin to sadness mixed with anger. He closed the book as the bus took off, and he stared out the window, trying to convince himself the anger wasn’t at Scully, but rather at the impossible situation they’d been faced with.

It wasn’t right, he thought, after everything they’d gone through, that this is how they’d end up. That William had been carted off to who knew where while he was on a bus headed west, and Scully was back in D.C. doing “not well” as Skinner had put it. He knew he should head back, should at least try to fix whatever was left of their lives, but he was reluctant to do so, both out of self preservation and an unwillingness to accept their newfound reality.

Before too long, Mulder was lulled to sleep. When he woke up, they were pulling into another station. The bus driver stated he needed to refuel, and lucky for them he’d said there was a nice diner inside the station as well as several shops they could peruse while they waited. Mulder bought a sausage biscuit and a coffee that was on the wrong side of burnt and walked over to a bank of payphones. It occurred to him that in a few years such things would fade out of existence, what with the invention of cellular phones. He’d had one back home, but it had been ditched. He couldn’t run the risk of being tracked.

“Who is this?” Skinner asked, upon finally answering on the other end.

“Sir, it’s me, and--”

“I thought we agreed it was best to sever contact for the time being. And aside from that, am I really the person you should be reaching out to right now?”

Mulder closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to the cold metal of the phone booth. “I know, sir, but I can’t reach out to her about this. Not yet.”

“What are you talking about?” Skinner asked.

“I need you to tell me where he is,” Mulder replied, keeping his voice low. He hadn’t even known exactly what he planned until the words left his mouth, but now he’d never felt more convinced. “I need to find him, and I need to bring him--”

“Do you really think that’s a good idea? You’re not exactly in a position at the moment to be keeping anyone, let alone him, safe. You don’t know what it’s been--”

“Then what was the point of you tracking me down and telling me? To add to the difficulty I’m already facing?” Mulder cried, clutching the receiver so tightly he feared it might break.

“I just meant…” Skinner trailed off. Across the miles, Mulder could practically picture the older man taking his glasses off and rubbing at the bridge of his nose. “Circumstances here aren’t entirely ideal for the two of you to be taking care of him. This line is secure, Mulder, but that’s about all I’m able to say at the moment.”

“Then I’ll come back for Scully, and we’ll go someplace else. We’ll get out of what’s left of your hair, Walter, and you’ll never have to see us again,” Mulder said, realizing full well he was pleading with him, despite having no real bargaining chips in his pocket. “I just--” he started, but he paused, feeling a lump grow in his throat. “I need to see my son. I know you were part of the process, okay? So all I need is something to go on. A dot on a map, someplace to start. You and I both know this isn’t what she wanted, and this isn’t what’s best for either of them,” he continued, growing increasingly convinced that what he was saying was true. He could only hazard a guess at circumstances back home, but for Scully to give up the miracle child they’d created together, he knew they weren’t good.

The line grew quiet, so much so that Mulder feared Skinner had disconnected the call. Eventually, Skinner cleared his throat and sighed. “What’s your schedule number?”

“My what?” Mulder asked.

“I need to know what bus you’re on, so I know the route, so once you reach your destination, I can have the information you need waiting there for you,” Skinner replied.

Mulder pulled the ticket from his jacket and rattled the number off to him. He tamped down the hope that began to flicker, because he knew it was far from over.

“Be careful, Mulder. Don’t do anything that would put him at even greater risk. I think we both know how she’d feel about that,” Skinner said, by way of warning.

A tinny voice warned Mulder that if he wanted to continue the call, he’d have to insert more money. He thanked Skinner again and disconnected instead. He finished the last of his breakfast sandwich, wiping the crumbs from his face as he tossed the wrapper in the trash. He boarded the bus feeling more determined than ever to set things right.

It wasn’t until Mulder reached the last stop that he even realized the enormity of what he planned to do. Someone from the depot approached him, confirmed his identity, and handed him a thick envelope she was instructed to provide him. When she walked away, he held the envelope in his hands, afraid to open it for fear of being burned. Inside would be the location of his son. He glanced about, tears burning his eyes, and for a split second he considered tossing the envelope in the trash. Sure, he’d asked Skinner for help, but he wondered if William would be better off staying where he was.

He approached a bench in the corner, telling himself he’d just take a look, and decide then what he’d do next. Inside the envelope was a handful of cash--enough, he assumed, to reach where he’d need to go--and an address scratched out on an index card. His jaunt across the country had taken him to Oregon, because of course it did, but to get to William, he’d need to go to Wyoming. How his son had ended up across the country, he could only guess, but Mulder stood up with a sudden resolve. He approached the desk and purchased a ticket before winding his way back to the bench to wait. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out the photograph of William, curling his hands around it like a secret. His eyes ran over the boy’s face and his impossibly tiny hands and feet, and he wondered how much he’d grown. Before long, the intercom announced his bus was leaving, and he again stood, ready to get things over with.

Once in Wyoming, he rented a car, knowing he couldn’t very well show up on foot. Then again, he thought, no matter the vehicle, there was no easy way to walk into someone’s house and demand them to give you your child. As he maneuvered his way, Mulder realized he had no clue what to say. These people, whoever they were, had agreed to raise William as their own. They’d only had him for a matter of a few weeks, but surely they’d grown attached. They’d changed him, bathed him, sang to him, and held him. The last one made his arms ache for the weight he’d felt for so brief a time.

When he pulled up across the street from the address written on the index card, he realized something was wrong almost immediately. There were a few cars out front, nondescript enough, but something about the scene made him feel uneasy. Against the curb, a man sat in a van, trying his best to look inconspicuous. If not for his training as an agent, Mulder may not have suspected anything more than someone waiting for a friend, but as he headed up the drive he heard the van door open and the sound of the man approaching him.

“Can I help you, sir?” the man asked.

Mulder turned, sheepishly rubbing at his neck. For a minute, he wondered if maybe he’d guessed wrong and this was a relative of the couple inside, or maybe the husband himself. But the way he stood, pushing his jacket back just enough for Mulder to catch a glimpse of his gun, made him realize it wasn’t true. “I’m just here to visit my cousin. They’ve got a new kid, you know, and I just wanted to see him.”

The man eyed him suspiciously. “You come visit a new baby and don’t bring any gifts? Some cousin you are, huh? Listen, you’d better get going. They’re actually sleeping, and--”

Before he could say anything else, Mulder decked him, hoping it was enough. Whatever was going on here, something was very wrong. He held the man’s neck in a lock, pulling him close while still pinning him in place. “Who sent you here? Are you here for the baby? Is he here?”

“I--” the man choked, gasping for air until Mulder let up pressure enough to let him speak. “They’re inside, finishing the job, I--”

Mulder’s heart stopped. He’d heard from Scully before he left the dangers she’d faced while pregnant, and having witnessed the chaos surrounding William’s birth, he knew first hand the lengths people would go when it came to his son. To have come all this way, only to learn he’d come too late, made him grow cold. “Why does he have to die? Can you at least tell me that much?”

The man hesitated so long that Mulder tightened his grip on his neck in hopes of forcing him to respond, causing stars to pepper his vision. “He doesn’t,” he gasped. “He wants the boy to live. He said...he said it’s important that we bring him back alive.”

It was all the motivation Mulder needed. Once the man started fighting back, he twisted his neck, pulling back on his windpipe for good measure. Leaving him on the lawn for passersby to see seemed like a bad idea, but he headed for the door, knowing he didn’t have much time. In the living room, a man lay in a pool of blood. As he headed upstairs, quickly drawing his gun, he spotted pictures on the wall that confirmed it was the man who lived there.

“Please, don’t--” a woman’s voice cried before the sound of gunfire exploded down the hall.

Mulder ran the rest of the way, rounding into a room he quickly realized was a nursery. A woman he could only assume was William’s adopted mother--he cringed at the word, however accurate it might have been--lay on the floor between two men staring at a crib in the corner. He couldn’t see William, but the mobile above him was spinning like crazy as he let out a piercing cry.

“What the hell is he doing? We need to get him out of here,” one of the men said, frowning in confusion when the other, several inches shorter, pressed a hand against his arm to stop him. “We were given a job, and we need to complete it.”

“Yes,” his partner replied, pointing to the mobile. “But look what he’s doing. We were told he was special, but who knows what else he can do? We need to be careful, or--” he turned, eyes widening, at Mulder emerging from the shadowed doorway.

“You aren’t going anywhere with him,” Mulder said, raising his gun, but praying they’d move away from the crib. There was no way he’d ever dream of putting his son in danger.

“And who are you to stop us?” the taller man spoke, regarding Mulder with an air of suspicion. “He warned us we might have trouble collecting the boy, but I never imagined we’d have this much resistance.”

“Who sent you?” Mulder bellowed, stepping further into the room. He carefully skirted around the woman’s body, inching closer to the crib as the men circled away, still close enough to reach him but further away from Mulder’s gun. The sight of William’s face, despite it being contorted in confusion and sadness, caused Mulder’s heart to swell. “Who sent you? What does anyone want with him, enough to kill the people tasked with raising him?”

The shorter man cleared his throat, gesturing wildly toward the crib where the mobile appeared to be picking up speed. One of the felt animals, dangling from a thread, seemed dangerously close to flying off. “You see what he’s doing, don’t you? We can take him somewhere his abilities will be cared for, somewhere he’ll be appreciated.”

Mulder shook his head before charging forward, pressing him to the wall. He watched as the man’s lips turned turned purple and his eyes bulged out. “See, that’s where you’re wrong,” he said, pulling him away from the wall and all but dragging him out into the hall, painfully aware of the gun the man’s partner had aimed at his own head. “You’re not taking my son anywhere,” he said. He pressed the gun against the man’s chest and pulled the trigger.

“Look, dude, I don’t know who you are,” the taller man said, holding his hands up. He paused, pressing a hand against his graying hairline that was lined with sweat, despite the chill that permeated the house. “That boy is dangerous. He was left in the hands of people who can’t protect him. He’s a special boy, and I have to--”

Mulder’s eyes pressed on the man, and he watched as finally, he crossed the threshold into the hall. This man, much like the others he’d come across, weren’t the brains behind the operation, and he had a very strong suspicion of who was pulling the strings. Still, he couldn’t risk him getting away, whether he had William or not. “That boy is my son, and you’re not taking him anywhere,” Mulder said, gripping his shirt and urging him backwards towards the stairs. The man raised his gun, intending to shoot, but not before Mulder shot him first, pushing him down the stairs for good measure.

All at once, the house seemed eerily silent, the cacophony of noise settling down into a quiet hush. Mulder drew a deep breath, keenly aware he needed to hurry. He was fairly certain Spender was behind all of this, and it was only a matter of time before he sent someone else. Even if he didn’t, the neighbors were sure to have heard something, and had likely already phoned police.

Mulder made his way back into the nursery, grabbing a bag and stuffing it without giving things too much thought. He could stop somewhere along the way for baby food and whatever else he might need, but he wasn’t about to leave his son without clothes and diapers. His son, he thought, stepping towards the crib. Above William, the mobile had ceased moving, save for the slight rocking of the animals dangling from it.

“Hi,” Mulder said, surprising himself at how shaky his voice was. He reached for William, keeping his movements slow despite the necessity to leave quickly, for fear of scaring him. When his eyes locked with William’s blue ones however, it was like he seemed to understand that this was important. Holding his son for the first time in months should’ve been a much more joyous occasion, but Mulder pressed a kiss to the boy’s head and hoped they’d have time later for that. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, his lips ghosting against the boy’s hair. It was a reddish brown, somewhere between his and Scully’s, and it was the softest thing Mulder had ever felt. “William, I’ve missed you so much. You have no idea.”

In his arms, William let out a little cry, his bottom lip jutting out as his eyes watered in confusion. Still, he reached out a pudgy hand and pressed it against Mulder’s cheek, as if offering encouragement despite the fact he was still too young to speak.

“I’m your dad, buddy. And I’m here to protect you, okay? I know these are your things,” Mulder said, trying his best to speak calmly. He reached into the crib and pulled out a stuffed whale. William’s hand left his cheek, and Mulder had to laugh at the impatient way the boy’s fingers curled as he reached for the toy. “Okay, you can keep this one. But we have to leave the rest. I can get you some more once it’s safe, okay?”

As he cradled William against one hip and a bag of his belongings on the other, Mulder carefully maneuvered his way back outside, hurriedly crossing the street to the car. He’d had the foresight to purchase a car seat along the way, and carefully buckled William inside. As he secured his son, the boy’s eyes never left him. Mulder thought of what he saw, of what William did to the mobile above his crib. He couldn’t help wondering what else he could do, but even as he thought that, he knew it didn’t matter. William was safe, at least for now. He planted a kiss against the boy’s face before handing him the stuffed whale, and then he jumped into the driver’s seat, eager to get away, already thinking it was a miracle no nosy neighbors had come out and caught a glimpse of the action.

“Do you like music, Will?” Mulder asked, only second guessing the nickname after it left his mouth. He wondered what the couple who’d been keeping him had called his son, let alone what nicknames Scully might have been partial to. Scully, he thought, freeing one hand from the wheel to turn the stereo on. He’d have to reach out to her eventually, have to find somewhere safe for the three of them to reunite. He found a station playing classic rock as he followed signs to the highway. “We’ll stop when it’s safe, okay?” Mulder said, even as he realized he didn’t know how soon that would be.

Mulder lost track of what state they were in, but he kept driving until his eyes blurred together. William had, for the most part, settled down, although Mulder suspected that was perhaps due to the rhythm of the road. He spotted a sign for a rest stop and, needing to stretch his legs while also figuring William needed his diaper changed, pulled into the lot.

“Alright, buddy,” he said, upon reaching in to unbuckle William from his car seat. It struck him in the fluorescent light of the streetlamp that his son's eyes looked so much like Scully’s. “Like your mom,” he muttered, not realizing until afterward that he'd spoken aloud. “Ready for a break? Ooh yeah,” he continued, scrunching his nose. “You do need changed. Come on, let’s go.”

As Mulder walked into the rest stop, he couldn't help thinking how light his son was in his arms. He wanted so badly to get used to the feeling of tiny hands clutching at his shirt and the way the boy nestled his head into his chest. He'd have thought William might not have reacted so well to someone who was technically a stranger to him, but he was grateful all the same.

After grabbing a few basic supplies, Mulder dashed into the bathroom for himself but, casting a glance around, he realized there was nowhere he felt it was clean enough to lay William down to change him. “Backseat of the car it is,” he muttered, only to be met with mild babbling from William.

He headed out to the car and got out the necessary supplies before pausing, his hands hovering over William, who’d suddenly decided he wanted to wiggle around. It struck him as he pulled back the tiny tabs and went about changing his son that Scully had done this many times before him. Scully, he thought, his breath hitching in his throat, who was halfway across the country, oblivious to their kid’s whereabouts. Scully, who’d changed their son one day not too long ago, thinking it would be the last time. The choice to give William up had been hers, but he hadn’t been there to help her, let alone stop her from making a decision he knew she regretted. He’d made a choice in deciding to get their son back, although he hadn’t exactly counted on bullets being involved, but he was just thankful he and William had both survived unscathed. He stepped back from the car, tilting his head to the side and surveying his work. The tabs keeping the new diaper closed weren’t exactly straight, but as long as they did what they were supposed to, he considered it a job well done. “Not bad for a first time, huh?” he asked, working to fasten William back in his car seat.

As Mulder went to get in the car himself, his eyes caught sight of a payphone outside the rest stop. His fingers flexed against the steering wheel, and he knew he should call Scully. He should pick up the phone, drop in a few quarters, and tell her everything that had happened since he left, especially the last few hours. He wanted to, but he also knew the longer they stayed in one place, the greater chance remained of them being found. There was also a part of him, a small part that still existed all the same, that whispered at him to wait for other reasons. He didn’t resent her decision, not really, but he still felt protective of the small moments he had with William.

He merged onto one highway for a bit before switching to another, and then he switched back, deciding that he’d head east. Going back home wasn’t an option, not yet, but he could head in the general direction, and get a hotel room. He’d driven for far longer than he’d been used to, and William had given up his peaceful baby act in favor of crying. He pulled up to a drive thru to get food for himself and then checked them into a cheap motel that looked a bit nicer than some he’d stayed in by himself in days gone by. Once safely inside, he started unpacking their meager belongings.

“You cool with bananas and cereal, Will?” Mulder asked, noting how the boy had perked up at noticing the food. A pang of guilt coursed through him at that, realizing how hungry the boy had to be. “I’m sorry we didn’t stop sooner. I had to make sure we’d be okay,” he said, preparing the food. It wasn’t perfect, positioning William on one leg to eat his banana and cheerios while eating his own cheeseburger and fries with the other, but Mulder made do as best he could.

William was, for the most part, content to shove pieces of banana into his mouth while picking up pieces of cereal along the way. It wasn’t until he saw Mulder shoving a fry into his mouth that he reached out his hand, flexing his fingers at the fry, clearly signaling that he wanted one.

“Oh, I don’t think your mom would--” Mulder began, cutting himself off before realizing that for one thing, Scully wasn’t there, and that also, there was no reasoning with a child William’s age. His lip quivered, his eyes brimming with tears, and it was all Mulder could do to give him just one fry to nibble on to keep him from crying.

After dinner, Mulder cleaned him up and changed him into a set of pajamas he’d nabbed before they’d run from the house. He settled them both on the bed and fumbled through the channels, desperately needing sleep but also wanting to see if what had happened had ended up on the news. If it had, it hadn’t made the national level yet, which he supposed wasn’t much of a surprise. A group of people intending to kidnap a baby who they believed had special abilities knew how to cover their tracks.

The thought occurred to Mulder that he’d seen the proof of William’s abilities himself. He’d seen the way the mobile over his crib moved, but he hadn’t seen any evidence of anything he could do aside from that. What caused his abilities he didn’t know, but as the boy nestled into his side, Mulder knew it didn’t matter. William was his son, and that was what remained important.

Bedtime proved to be more difficult. He wasn’t about to pull out a dresser drawer and make his son sleep in that, and dragging the carseat in wasn’t an option either. He decided on arranging the pillows in a way that would make William safe, and then settled in himself. He remembered the night before he’d left, staring down at William, laying peacefully between he and Scully. Scully had been hesitant about it at first, spouting off about documented cases where infants sleeping in the bed weren’t safe, but knowing it would be their last night together, she’d eventually caved in. He glanced over at the phone, and again thought of calling her. He didn’t quite know how she’d take it, but it was still something she deserved to know.

As if William could read his thoughts, William raised his tiny fists and began to cry. No amount of rubbing on his tummy or whispering soothing words would do. Mulder wondered what, if anything, William had retained from his time with Scully. Brains were more her territory, but Mulder figured surely babies knew who their parents were.

Eventually, but especially after Mulder got up and paced about, rubbing on William’s back while singing an old Elvis song terribly off key, William settled down. Mulder waited until he was sure his son was asleep before he decided it was safe enough to wind down himself. He kept a hand securely on William’s body, as if doing so could ward off any harm.

Before sleep claimed him, he decided he’d call Skinner in the morning. Using his former boss as a middle man was a safer option, he decided. “Things will be better soon,” Mulder whispered, watching the steady rise and fall of William’s chest. Satisfied that they were safe, Mulder let himself fall asleep.

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School Pres!Donghyuck & Secretary!You

summary: you and i work as a team and before our last year of high school we didnt really talk much outside of our meetings and preparation plans but now that we have i think i have a big crush on you

requested by: this lovely anon!! <3

(A/N) here it is bubs ! im sorry i made you wait so long :( BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING ! this trope really pulls at my heart strings cause i really b in my feels LMAOO but i hope you enjoy ! <3 (ps,,, she is unedited)

school pres!donghyuck

thats cute wow i love this already although idk how its going to turn uout because i always: wing it HAHAKDJSF

okay well!!! donghyuck being the school president would be a shocker to most because he doesnt seem like the person to go for a position like that

but hes actually really good at what he does

and thats scheduling all of the student council meetings, planning fundraisers, school dances, all the Great Stuff

but he honestly couldnt do it without his trusty secretary

which is you

youre his secretary

you write down all of his ideas cause he trusts you like that also cause he has no physical stability to do it himself smh

even though you guys are like,,,, attached to the hip in student council, outside of it you guys barely talk LMAO

but people seem to ship you guys

youve been the secretary for 3 years of high school and donghyuck was the pres for 2!

so you guys have a good dynamic

it was kind of awkward at first because you admired him from afar,, so like a crush,,, and you didnt really know how to act around him

and you were used to the old school pres ,,, it was weird to just have a shift and a big change so quickly

but it was okay cause donghyuck had a great work ethic

before you two became the secretary and president, donghyuck had a lowkey crush on you too

i think thats why he has been just a bit awkward with you at first as well but both of u are oblivious

but then he got used to having you around and used to having 1 on 1 meetings with just the two of you guys

he saw it as an opportunity to get to know you but you??? you didn’t really talk much about your personal life

all he knew was that you hung out with that one sophmore and one junior, jisung and chenle

oh and one person from your grade, jaemin

donghyuck never really bothered with you after your first encounter LOL

like !! youre nice and all but you just talk to him for work purposes! but thats okay! cause its better than not talking at all no?

so you guys have one of those 1 on 1 meetings at the library about an upcoming fundraiser to fund prom (cause its a new year and u need to think quicc abt ideas so people can vote on the theme)

you guys talk for hours on end about preparations and what you guys want to sell

you guys decide on doing a bake sale because who doesnt like baked goods !!

so you and donghyuck set out a date to bake EVERYTHING

and after the meeting hes just like, ‘its lunch now, do you wanna go somewhere with me to eat?’ and he smiles so sweetly

this is the first time youre really looking at him too

he looks,,,, really good

and his smile? the sun cant compete n e x t

and youre like wow this boy handsome

but you agree on getting lunch with him because youre pretty hungry and idkmaybeyoucouldgettoknowthisfineman

SO you guys walk to a nearby food joint and on the way you guys are just chatting away and youre finally opening up to him

!! wow hyuck: head over heels his headass prolly in love by now LMAOOO

and then you get into the topic of how you guys came to be the secretary and president

hyuck says ‘i wanted to prove everyone wrong,,, they always say im a trouble maker or whatever so honestly i started out of spite but i love being the school president’

all you said was ‘oh’ but you nodded up at him cause its cool that he likes being it but its badass that he proved everyone wrong and Still Loves What He Does

so you guys get to the food place and you guys just joke around th e majority of the time

it feels like you guys have been actual friends since forever

when you guys go back to the library u guys forget about what u 2 were supposed to b doing

and then you open up your notebook and then-- oh yeah Prom Preparations and Fundraising

so then you and hyuck plan ahead that every other sunday you guys are going to mass bake a lot of sweets so you can try and sell them all on monday

and everyone has tasted your baking before,,, so they usually sell a l o t

so the following sunday, you meet hyuck at his friends cafe,,, cause it has a big kitchen

and then you guys get cracking cause you have a l o t to do

half of the time you guys are throwing ingredients at each other but you guys Get Shit Done

you get to know hyuck more and you now understand why a lot of people have a crush on him

hes the sun!!! hes charismatic!! hes funny!!! hes got everything omg

his only flaw? he can’t frost a cupcake to save his life

youre just laughing at all his attempts but anywho

its the next day! so the first monday to sell sweets

you and hyuck made a schedule of who would be selling the cupcakes during what lunch period

you assigned jeno, jaemin, and mark for 1st lunch, then you, hyuck, and chenle, for the second lunch, and then for anyone who wanted to buy after school would buy from renjun and jisung

interesting that u guys would be selling together and have poor chonlu third wheeling

ANYWAY

the whole bake sale was a success,,, you sold every cupcake and chenle was honestly just gagging the whole time when he was with you guys cause you two sat really close to each other and being r e a l l y friendly

chenle swore he could see u guys heart eyeing each other but whatever

‘just friends,,, okay y/n’ ‘shut up chinlin’ ‘hello??? yes, can i get some new friends’

so over the course of id say a few months??? you and hyuck are literally everywhere together

you guys plan together, you guys eat together, you guys do everythin g together

people are starting to think that you guys are dating cause,,, yall sure act like it

and i dont know maybeyoulikehimalotnowthatyouvegottoknowhimmore

maybehelikesyoualottoo

but you guys are just pining over each other and the dreamies are so s i ck of it

so they tell you guys that hey!! emergency council meeting in five lets all meet in the board room!!

you guys are just laughing on the way there about a stupid meme or something and when you walk in the dreamies are quiet and Looking At You Guys

‘what?????’ ‘nothing. absolutely nothing.’

you and hyuck are just like,,, well whats this meeting about???

so the dreamies are just quiet for a second, they all look at each other and nod their heads like they have some secret code

and they all stand up and renjun says, ‘we know u like each other,,, so we’regoingtolockyoutwointhisroomuntilyouconfessyourloveforeachother BYE’ and they all run out

you hear a click,,, you couldnt comprehend what the heck renjun said but now you did and youre both just frozen

so you just clear your throat and then you say, ‘i mean we might as well get some work done’ and you sit down

and hyuck just deflates a bit cause?? do u not like him??

POOR BABY SAY YOU LIKE HIM Y/N YOURE HURTING THE SUN’S FEELINGS

and then he goes, ‘haha right.’

and you could hear the shift in his voice cause hes a bit upset

and then you stop what youre doing and go,

‘listen hyuck, i like you more than a friend,, but i thought it was obvious? we were pretty much acting like a couple already so i didnt realy understand why i have to spell it out for you? i mean i understand if you dont like me like--’

and he kisses you

right on the lips

what a dream amirite kids

you could say that you just got,,,, sunkissed LMAOOOO IM SO LAMEKJGFJHSG

but you kiss him back cause you like him so much this means he likes you too!!!

when you guys pull back hyuck is just shyly grinning up at you and its??? adorable wow

and the dreamies all have their ears up against the door

so they hear everything

and chenle says ‘my parents!! finally!! are!! together!!’ and hes just so l o u d omg

and you and hyuck just burst out laughing and then it dies down after a bit an d hes just like,, ‘will you be mine : )’

‘course i will !! : )’

and so you guys just walk out of the room hand in hand

okay but your 1 on 1 meetings?? not a lot gets done

you know why?? hyuck is always staring at your face and is trying to kiss you 25/8

‘hYuck we need to actually do work thi-- Will You Stop Throwing French Fries At Me.’

and he just l a u g h s

‘oh yeah?? youre laughing now but how about when i say no kisses for a Week.’

and he just stops and sits up straight cause you give him The Look

‘suddenly i love doing work lets talk about our next fundraiser’

and you just chuckle and hold his hand

‘i think im in love with you.’

and hyuck freezes

he squeezes your hand and then he says, ‘im in love with you, too.’ and you guys just break out into big smiles

oof okay wow uwus: officially gone

school pres!donghyuck is a whole ass hard working sweetheart

im going oto end it here before my uwus spill out some more

hyuck! existing! in this trope! sign me up.

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Let me preface this by saying I'm team JK all the way! Let me tell you why my dear JoJo (can I call you JoJo?). I don't blame Tae for having sex with OC. It was a heat of the moment thing. Def not a good decision in the long run bc it really just IS a heat of the moment thing. She was hurt and feeling nostalgic so she went back to the one thing back then that made her feel better. She clearly needed more time to process everything that happened and you said it yourself, JK is still 1/? -SK

You can ofc call me Jojo (just don’t add Siwa pls my hairline isn’t that pressed)!!!! It was definitely a heat of the moment thing, but the question is, was it a heat of the moment thing that allowed emotions to surface that needed voicing?! Would it have happened any other way? If it ends up playing out that it was, indeed, right for both of them, then it was worth it. If it wasn’t what they needed… maybe it could still be good? Maybe those feelings needed airing anyway? Or perhaps it will all be one, big catastrophe?!

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in her head space. Her feelings for him haven’t left she’s just pushing them aside so she can be comforted by Tae. So that explains why them fucking wasn’t a good choice for them but what redeems JK? Nothing. BUT. He so earnestly wants to fix things and is so dead set on hearing him out that it’s hard to not want to. What he did was bad real bad but he genuinely seems like he wants to fix it and even from an objective standpoint it’s best to here all sides of the story. I’m not saying 2/? -SK

I’m actually really glad that most of you guys want to hear Kook out. It would be hard to pull off the rest of the story if it were a case of you being like ‘whatever his reason, I don’t care. I don’t want to hear it’. That kind of potential reaction to the fic was nervewracking. If your readership reacts waaay differently to how you’re expecting, how the hell do you salvage a fic that late in the game?! wljwalkj Well, I guess you finish it regardless, and hope people just find some merit in the journey somewhere. I’m going off on a tangent, but, yes, there’s something in the way that Jungkook pursues her relentlessly and with sincerity that wants you want to hear him out. And we will!! Next chapter. :)

him hiding his engagement was ok but if OC does talk to him maybe she could get some closure. She seems like an insecure person by nature and immediately blamed herself (only a little) for JK’s actions so she really should talk to him. Also! I refuse to believe JK is a bad person! He’s helped her so much with her depression and general sadness and if he was able to sway OC once from Tae, he can do it again. Plus another anon made a good point in the fact that JK is her future and Tae is -3/? SK

Definitely, definitely, she needs to talk to him if for nothing other than to realise that it wasn’t her fault. Still, the notion of being cheated on will likely always sow a seed of inferiority. Even if his reasons are pure, will her trust in him recover? It’s taken her so long to open up to him.

her past. Tae may be her past home but JK is her present. Even when smth happens in your present home you don’t go back to your past. Even if it’s vacant. Bc the life around that home has changed and moved on and the only reason you’d come back is to reminisce. But there’s no reminiscing when nothings the same. You’d just make yourself sad wishing things were how they once were. So, the only thing you can do is hope that you can have a better and brighter future. Even if it’s bleak rn. 4/? -SK

I’d actually argue that Tae is her past and present, and Jungkook is also her present. Tae very much exists in the present for her, though perhaps not as idealised. They both have the potential to be her future. It’s just a matter of whether Y/N and Tae’s relationship can bloom into something new, because it can’t survive in the mold of their past relationship. Their platonic connection has been snapped now.

But it is a huge point that Y/N is very reliant on escaping to the past when troubled, and not engaging with her present (and especially her future). I think she wanted to bring the comfort that Tae provided back then, into the present, and in a more intense form. At first, without knowing his feelings, she just wants to ‘forget’, and therefore seeks to at least have the comfort of his body. When he reciprocates, tho, it totally catches her off-guard and she’s able to find comfort for her heart as well. omg i’m rambling and this probably doesn’t make sense. I wish I could be more succinct about this haha!

But yeah, home, past, childhood - these are all things of comfort and safety (for her, at least). Whether it’s unhelpfully circular/stagnating, we’ll just have to see.

Ahh sorry to get faux deep on you! But anyways TEAM JK ALL THE WAY. Also I don’t why I find the idea of Jimin sitting alone and bored in Tae’s apartment so funny. Realy excited to see THAT interaction. Also excited to see JK reacting to the hickeys and the JK and Tae confrontation. I love torturing myself RIP. ALSO ALSO that last line GOT ME. I don’t undertand how you can set up an entire 18k chp. to put so much emotion and narrative behind ONE LINE. WOw you’re such a great writer. Ily💜 5/5 -SK

Not at all hun!!! I loved reading your thoughts on it all :D! AND YES JIMIN SITTING ALONE IN TAE’S FLAT IS A HILARIOUS IMAGE. They’re gonna trundle in all lovebitten and tousled and he’d just gonna be watching shitty daytime TV (sober) like, ‘..tf you been?? ARE THOSE HICKE–’ you get the idea haha.

Thank you so much love, for your lovely asks and your unfaltering support/encouragement!!! I appreciate you sm!!!

#wylei #jo asks #sk anon #anonymous

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