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khaotunq · 8 months
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happy birthday to the most subtle actor on the planet, first kanaphan / happy one of my favourite little eclipse details day
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macabr3-barbi3 · 26 days
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Alastor x Reader who has temperamental issues and decides to throw something at him which leads to him fucking the tantrum out of her.
well shit, I’m fucking obsessed with this idea lmao to the top of the adhd queue it went! I tried to keep it a little more bite sized, sometimes the plot does get away from me lol
As usual the ending is rushed once the smut is over but I hope this works with what you were looking for 🖤
Tags: light bondage; vaginal sex; just a tad bit of begging
Everyone else in the hotel knew it was easiest to just give you your way when you were pissy; except Alastor apparently. You came home after a rough day to spot him in the kitchen with the last chamomile teabag in his steaming mug; you asked him to trade for something else so you could have what was currently steeping in his ‘Oh Deer’ cup, so you could sleep.
“You don’t need it to sleep; really all that one needs to sleep is a bed and silence! You have your own bedroom and everyone else is asleep so I think you’ll be perfectly fine.” 
Some childish part of you decided that the best course of action upon his refusal would be to throw your own empty mug directly at his head in retaliation.
The sickening crack you heard almost made you think you had hit your mark- but no, that was just his fucking neck snapping as he cocked his head far enough to the side to avoid the ceramic projectile. The mug shattered harmlessly on the floor and Alastor turned to look at you, his eyes black, red dials in place of pupils. “Surely you can’t be so foolish,” he had growled, and the kitchen faded into darkness as he transported you to his bedroom.
How exactly that led to where you were now- hands suspended above you by shadows, Alastor’s claws digging ridges into the flesh of your hips while he bounced you on his thick cock- was a bit beyond you at the moment. You were overwhelmed with the feeling of it, the sensation of his hardness inside you, the smell of his sweat and your arousal combining into some olfactory aphrodisiac that served to hurtle you closer to the edge of orgasm than you had been since dying.
“Have you remembered yet, darling?” Alastor’s eyes are lidded, cast low enough to watch your pussy swallowing him. “What do we say when we want something?”
Ahh, that’s what it was. Reintroducing the concept of manners, he had said, though he failed to mention that he would be fucking it into you. You had honestly thought he was going to kill you, shadow tentacles wrapped around your wrists, his eyes dark and dangerous until he noticed the embarrassed flush to your cheeks, the subtle dilation of your pupils and sharp intake of breath when he trailed his claws down the bare skin of your arms. “Perhaps there’s a better way to get the idea across, hm?”
“P- please,” you whisper, your voice strained.
“Mmm, and when we do get what we want?” He accompanies this with a hard thrust, and your head drops forward with a moan, gaze captivated by the flex of his stomach muscles while he grinds up into you, his shirt discarded when you had climbed onto the bed.
“Oh, fuck- thank you.” 
His smile is pleased. “Lovely, chérie. You know, I’ve kept that cup of tea nice and hot on your desk over there- I could be persuaded to part with it if you can be polite.”
He thought you still wanted the tea? “Don’t care,” you gasp out. “Just- fuck me.”
His hips still, hands leaving your waist to fold behind his head, the picture of casual patience, like his prick wasn’t twitching inside you. “That’s not how we ask, dear- whether it’s for tea for pleasure.”
“God damn- please, Alastor.” You can’t stop the roll of your eyes as you try to grind down, the shadows around your wrist pulling you up at the last moment to prevent you from gaining any of the delicious friction you were seeking. 
“I think you can do better. Keep in mind that I’m being merciful, darling- I’ve killed greater demons for lesser crimes than trying to crack my skull open, you know. I’ve certainly never rewarded whining and demands in such a way before.” He reaches a clawed finger out, trails it down your neck and between the mounds of your breasts, continuing down your frame until he reaches the sensitive juncture between your thighs. The hard press against your clit has you groaning and trying to press down, only to be stopped by the grip of his shadows still on your wrists. “Once more- try for some sincerity this time!”
“Fuck- please, Alastor.” You make it as saccharine and earnest as you can, and you’re rewarded with being lowered back down onto the Radio Demon’s cock, slow and sweet. The pleads fall from your lips unbidden then, his hands coming back to your hips and pace picking up with every repetition; “please please please, oh God, fuck, Alastor-”
“Beautiful, dear,” he says, and he guides you over the peak with a gentle finger to your sensitive clit and an angle of his hips, driving into you with a frantic fierceness that has you wishing you could dig your nails into the flesh of his chest to ride it out. 
Like he can hear the thought, the shadows on your wrists release and you fall forward and sink your fingers in the way that you want to. You want to demand that he finish, that he follow you over the edge, but this whole thing started because of you demanding something from him, and pitching a fit (and a mug) when he didn’t comply. You could take his lesson to heart- show him just how effective a method of teaching it was.
“Please,” you moan in his ear, and his fingers tense against your skin. “Cum for me, I want it- I’ll ask nicely, Al, please?”
He groans against your neck, dragging your hips down into his and grinding up against you, the clench of your body pulling him into the abyss along with you.
There’s a moment of quiet filled only with the sounds of your panting before Alastor clears his throat. “So, darling, what have we learned?”
You sigh, still irritated at the reprimanding but satisfied with how it turned out- your eyelids are dropping shut. “Mind my manners, I suppose.”
Alastor hums into your hair. “That’s right. Now, the offer does still stand for the tea- what do you think?”
“I don’t have the necessary equipment or angle to throw a cup so I guess I’ll be polite. Can I please have the last cup of chamomile?” Despite the request your mind is fuzzy, eyes harder to keep open.
“Since you asked so nicely,” he says, and you hear the gentle clatter of ceramic on your nightstand. “I did tell you that you didn’t need the tea to sleep, darling.” The soft vibrations of his voice are the last thing you hear before dropping off into blissful rest.
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zhanyes · 3 years
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19 days pandemic version / living together headcannons
I just want to imagine the boys living together because let’s be honest it’s going to be so chaotic but they deserve each other’s company
P.s. I know nothing about how China dealt with the pandemic so this is purely self-indulgent
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- When the lockdown happened they were all at He Tian’s for a sleepover so they were forced to stay there for a few weeks until everything settled
- Mo guanshan kicked up a fuss over it but was actually just worried about his mom being left alone at home
Mo guanshan, already taking note of what to put in the pantry: “THE FUCK YOU MEAN WE’RE STAYING HERE?! NO!”
- Zheng xi is surprisingly okay with staying at He Tian’s for the time being, Jian yi says it’s because He tian has a ps5 (He’s not wrong)
-Mo Guanshan lost all respect for Zhengxi when he said “It could be fun.”
- Both Zhengxi and Guanshan’s parents agreed that they should stay for a bit just to be safe
- Jian yi is a panic buyer and with He Tian’s money they bought enough food to feed an army
- He forgot to buy necessities and Guanshan wacked his ass
Mo guanshan looking at the 9 full plastic bags of groceries: “You’re telling me OUT OF ALL OF THIS, you didn’t buy a single toothbrush?”
Jian yi, a dumbass: “I didn’t know we were having toothbrush for dinner?”
Mo guanshan brandishing a knife out of thin air: “Come ‘ere I’ll show you what's for dinner.”
- He tian is a menace in the grocery store, he’s bought about 4 pots, 2 pans, a new dish set AND knives set, 6 new mugs of different colors (Yellow for jian yi, blue for zhengxi, red for guanshan and black for him; the other two just looked nice) and a dozen of scented candles
Zheng xi, trying to keep Guanshan from committing murder in a grocery: “Why did you do this?”
He tian: “They were in sale! Buy one-take-one!”
Mo guanshan: “WHY WOULD YOU BUY 4 POTS OF THE SAME SIZE?!”
- They make it out of the store and Guanshan vows to never let jian yi and he tian do groceries
- Guanshan mostly cooks for everyone and Zhengxi helps out but jian yi is surprisingly a decent cook???
- He needs to be supervised tho because his attention span is limited to 5 seconds and he’ll forget he was boiling water
- He tian canonically can not cook. He is BANNED from the kitchen after he put sake in a pan thinking it was water
- He tian has 2 guestrooms in his apartment but he locks the other one and assigned Zhan Zhengxi and Jian yi to the other room
- Mo guanshan forces his way into Zhanyi’s room and He tian follows. That’s how all of them ended up sleeping in a single guestroom on the floor with mattresses stacked and pushed together
- Zhengxi introduces them to anime and Jian yi’s favorite genre is surprisingly action with a lot of fighting scenes and Mo guanshan (and He tian) likes slice-of-life
- He tian and Jian yi strays away from animes and movies related to the mafia and Zhengxi and Guanshan never asks, it’s an unspoken rule that those types of stuff are banned
- They have game nights because Jian yi thinks bonding is key to make their friendship last longer (and to avoid having anyone murdered)
- Every board game turns into a disaster. There’s no exception.
The boys playing monopoly:
Jian yi: “THAT WAS MINE YOU DICK! I WAS SAVING UP MONEY TO BUY IT!”
He tian: “Have you tried not being poor? No? Well that’s too bad.”
Zhengxi, is safe in jail and has the most land: “Lmao losers.”
The boys playing uno:
Mo guanshan: “Don’t do it…”
He Tian: “I’m sorry Mo this is the only way”
Mo guanshan: “No please you can find another way…”
He tian: “Goodbye, my love *puts a plus 4 down* Uno.”
Mo guanshan: *unintelligible noises of a loser* 
Playing scrabble:
Jian yi: “The fuck you mean gorjeus isn’t a word? That’s what I am.”
He tian: “You’re right, that's what you are. An absolute idiot.”
Chess:
Mo Guanshan to He tian: “You might be smart and winning but I have the power of violence and nothing is stopping me from flipping this table over.”
Word guessing game:
Jian yi: “It’s loud, annoying, depended and cries a lot.”
Zhengxi, guessing the word baby: “Is this you?”
Jian yi: “I- okay yeah that’s valid.”
- Zhengxi is very observant, he knows Jian yi well enough to know when he’s having anxieties about the pandemic, he knows when Guanshan needs some time alone, and when He tian is getting too lost in negative thoughts. He does what he can to help
- His bonding moments with Guanshan consists of listening to pop music and staying quiet
- The apartment is almost always alive and noisy, whether it’s Jian yi suggesting another game or Guanshan screaming about something, He tian takes joy in the fact that he’s with people he cares about
- He’s thankful for the noise after living in silence all alone for a long time. Jian yi knows the feeling of going home to an empty apartment and vows to visit more often with Zhengxi once this is all over (and drag Guanshan along assuming he’s not here already)
- Over time He tian smiles and laughs become a lot more genuine. Once, He tian laughed loudly at something Mo guanshan did and the only thing he can think of is, “Oh shit, happiness looks good on him.”
- Queue gay panic to Jian yi
Mo guanshan: “WHAT IS THIS?!”
Jian yi, remembering He tian doing the same thing yesterday: “Natural selection.”
- Jian yi loves all of them, really, but sometimes he feels claustrophobic from being kept inside for so long
- Zhan Zhengxi always notices, and he would sneak Jian yi up to the rooftop and they would stay there for a while so they can look at the stars, the city lights and Jian yi can breathe easier
- During those times, He tian relishes the alone time he gets with Guanshan, sometimes they talk and banter, but sometimes they just stay quiet and secretly enjoy each other’s presence (they steal glances at each other when they think the other isn’t looking)
- They grew so used to living with each other that they developed a shower schedule and Zhengxi wakes up the same time as Guanshan to help prepare breakfast
- He tian and Jian yi tends to wake up a little later and Jian yi gravitates closer for warmth so they end up cuddling until they’re forced to get up and eat
- Zhengxi takes a picture of them and sends it to their group chat
- He tian has hundreds of pictures of him and Mo, just Mo, the group, Zhengxi and Jian yi, and a lot more stolen shots that he keeps in a separate album in his phone
- He prints out his favorites, hangs them around the bedroom and frames some of them to put it in the living room. None of the other boys have the heart to take them down after seeing how happy He tian looks every time he sees the pictures
- Jian yi asks He tian to share the pictures to him too, he doesn’t print it out but he uses one of the pictures of all of them together as his lockscreen (his wallpaper is a stolen picture of him and Zhengxi He tian took when they were stargazing on the rooftop)
- When everything settles down enough for them to go home, they’re actually reluctant to go
- Still, Mo Guanshan and Zhengxi go home to their families. Jian yi stays with He tian since he knew his mom wasn’t at home anyway, at least this way they’ll both have company
- Guanshan claims (loudly) that he’s glad to get away from them but still video calls with them everyday anyway
Mo Guanshan, in the videocall for the nth time: “I’m SO GLAD. Those were the WORST weeks of my life.”
The others, hearing the same lie for the nth time: “Mhm. Whatever you say, Mo.”
- They have discord sleepovers because they all miss sleeping in the same room with each other (they never mention it but everyone knows)
- Mo Guanshan cooks meals for more than him and his mom and have it delivered to He tian’s and Zhan Zhengxi’s. When asked he claims it’s just leftovers
- Zhan Zhengxi’s body clock is fucked, he grew too used to waking up early so he just went with it and helps his mom prepare breakfast
- They all silently agree that they wouldn’t mind living with each other again in the future (again none of them ever mentions it but everyone is aware)
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janiedean · 5 years
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the gwendoline christie meet-up of doom recap
... wow it’s been a week and I still hadn’t managed to do it hahahaha ops. okay I hope I haven’t forgotten any details klfjlak anyway HERE HAVE THE FULL-ON RECAP OF THE GWEN CHRISTIE EXPERIENCE OF DOOM.
so: of course the con had to be in dortmund which meant that getting there directly was Not Doable and I had to go to @incblackbird​‘s in belgium first and then take a bus with her to germany and back and guys let me tell you dortmund is a piece of work but it has a very nice subway at least. NOW, as everyone knows if they’ve been around here for more than one month I really have Personal Reasons To Be Into Brienne As A Character and since I was like ‘okay she does a lot less cons than most other got actors so idk if I’ll have a second chance to meet her I’m going all out on this’, instead of going empty-handed as I usually do because I have no imagination for gifts to the actors and I can’t exactly bring them fanfic I figured I’d polish some old meta, maybe write a bit about Brienne’s Importance As Rep For Not Standard Attractive People and give it to her. which was all good but since I also wrote some stuff on jaime and brienne for merel’s cersei book (which then obv. got edited to hell and back to fit that topic XD) I figured ‘heeey I can just put the unedited version in there as well’ aaaand.... then I was like ‘oh well if I went through all of asos then I should also do the jb-related parts in affc’ which added to the brienne-only related introduction ended up.... being..... long around 50k (with quotes of course but still) because of course WHO knows how to be a synthetic person around here? certainly not me. anyway, this was the thing:
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(yes the cover is what it is but you don’t even wanna know the levels of GOING TO SLEEP AT THREE AM FOR TWO WEEKS PLUS PRINTING IT THE DAY BEFORE LEAVING that preparing it reached flgdsk)
soooo I’m skipping on organization-related details/trip details because no one needs to know and on saturday I get into the con place with my trusted and updated catelyn cosplay like THIS IS POTENTIALLY THE MOST EMBARRASSING CELEBRITY MEETING MOMENT IN MY EXISTENCE, I go to the panel where someone asked her about how she feels playing someone described as *ugly* in the book and she gave a honestly touching long answer about how she felt like it was a privilege because you don’t get many not-standard-attractive characters, that she wanted the role and she thought actually it wouldn’t be popular because *ugly* female characters aren’t usually popular and that she felt it was important to have more of that variety on tv and I was about like ‘oKAY NOW I KNOW I’LL NEVER SURVIVE THE AUTOGRAPH’. hahaha. soooo I tried to go and get it so we could do the photo op later but obv. the queue was long as hell and I got there just when she left for lunch so I had to do the picture before the autograph, now sadly since there was a long queue you couldn’t exactly do anything too complicated with the pictures but she 100% was lovely to everyone, said hi and goodbye to everyone who came up to her and she totes recognized the cosplay my heart. (also in the panel she said she wanted to resurrect cat BLESS YOU GWEN BLESS YOU.)
aaaand. you can probably see that I was about to go like OMG HOW DO YOU EVEN EXIST YOU’RE TOO MUCH FOR ALL OF US MERE MORTALS but anyway:
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sjdgldsjk if I think about it I’m still like HOW DID IT HAPPEN HOW DID I SURVIVE IT. anyway.
after that I go immediately to autograph queue again and like I would like to specify that the queue was insane like there were a lot of people and while I was EXTREMELY happy to see it because your favorite getting long lines is always an extremely good thing I also was kinda worried they’d cut things short same as they did with the photo op and I wouldn’t have complained if they had because I totally get it was a lot of people but ANYWAY. I queue again (while @incblackbird was also there and probably being extremely amused at my distress), I get there, I miraculously don’t faint the moment we make eye contact (could have happened tbh) aaaand I go like ‘okay about that thing you said at the panel before when it came to representation, HMMMM I’ve got to tell you something’ and thank fuck no one stopped me, I managed to more or less tell her that I read the books before season two and I really had a not so mild case of relating to brienne because of shared life experience and I was really hoping that the show would find an actress who’d make justice to the character and she one hundred per cent delivered on that and then I probably went into a string of embarrassing compliments while still trying to sound like a reasonable human being (count that I hadn’t had time for lunch or anything so I was running on adrenaline lmao) aaaaand...... she answered going more in-depth about the stuff she said before in the morning for... a good five minutes actually? I mean we definitely talked about it and she said the same things except more one on one obv. and she also said that she had read the book and realized What She Was Representing but she wasn’t sure people would grasp it and I was like NOOOOO DON’T WORRY SOME OF US DEFINITELY DID and honest she really took the time to talk to me when there was a really long queue behind us and it wasn’t basic niceties - like I’ve done enough signings at cons to grasp the difference and it definitely wasn’t, I left her a copy of that meta in the middle of all of this and she was like ‘for one I wasn’t expecting for people to be as much into brienne to actually do this kinda thing’ or something like that and she also signed my copy... with the goddamned golden pen like after I show it to two people they go like ‘aw how cute she used the lannister pen’ and I was like ‘..................... LMAO I WAS SO STARSTRUCK I DIDN’T NOTICE’ ops /embarrassment anyway at some point saint merel goes like (because I had totally forgotten) ‘btw she came all the way from italy just to see you’ and she was like ‘WAIT REALLY OH WOW THANK YOU’ and I was like ‘NO THANK YOU IT WAS ABSOLUTELY WORTH IT’ aaand we shook hands and I left after some good five minutes I think which is... kinda more than I ever talked with anyone in an autograph line in my entire life lol honestly I was just glad I didn’t end up doing something terribly embarrassing like dunno getting too emotional but thankfully I didn’t and it was honestly... really the best autograph experience I’ve had I think? or better time #1 with alfie allen also was great but I wasn’t exactly you know discussing stuff that was personally affecting me so yeah haha that was it and she was absolutely worth getting there and back and this woman is too good for this world and yeah. best idea I ever had tbh or top ten ideas I ever had a+ would re-do it in ten seconds.
(if anyone’s interested in the lannister pen autograph:
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... aaand okay that was it when it came to gwen because she had no panels the next day and I used up both picture and autograph on day one but again, 100% worth it would re-do it immediately and she’s the best and yeah I’m still like DID IT HAPPEN and it’s been a week. she’s the best okay? k.
(also, someone’s already asked, so if anyone wants to know if I’m planning to share that meta: the ending was polished stuff that’s already on tumblr, I’m planning on posting the first part on here because it’s a question of principle and the rest I need to re-elaborate because at this point I might just throw in catelyn as well and do a full-on brienne text analysis idk but anyway at some point I’ll make it surface somewhere uu)
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95825s · 6 years
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bad boy!daniel
member: kang daniel
summary: bad boy!daniel meets you and does a non-bad boy stuff to you (read to find out more lmao)
genre: fluff
a/n: requested by an anon! this is a little long and i hope it’s enough of the cute scenes??? it’s uni au btw!!! warning: one little swearing
kang daniel is your famous resident bad boy, the one who wears leather jackets most the time, with his expensive looking motorbike that appears at your sight every single time you have lectures in your university
bad boy!daniel that often misses out the lectures, even though he comes to the university all the time, also the one who just passes through the lecture room like as if he isn’t part of the course at all
and yet the people around him seem to drool over him, mentioning how hot and gorgeous he is
from head to toe, daniel is truly good looking and you are no doubt, are one of those people that thinks of that
but unlike the people who shows their interest towards him, you are someone who lacks the enthusiast in expressing it
you simply just don’t bother to even expose yourself to him, knowing that bad boy!daniel always bring in trouble
with his face looking dead serious all the time and his lips that looks like he’s displease at everything
also the reason why bad boy!daniel just remains as your own university eye-candy from time to time– only when you manage to see him properly without people flocking around him
which until he appears right in front of you, when you’re about to head out of the campus after bidding goodbye to your friends
daniel slips out a low deep ‘hello’ to you, making you a lot more confused to why he is there in the first place
“may i help you?” you ask politely, pushing away your nervous state that’s making its presence
“yeah,” he replies, his eyes pierce deeply into yours, and you wished for those people to just drag him away from you because you’re starting to feel afraid
“…with what?” you squeak out, cursing mentally how your current nervous state has exposed to him
he smirks, as he leans in closer to your face, and his manly cologne that lingers with the word ‘expensive’ and ‘rich’ reaches to your system, taking in how good he smells
“i need you to teach me the lectures that i missed out”
“what”
daniel moves back, his hands sneak into his black jeans’ pockets, his face turns back to serious
“i didn’t know you have hearing problem, y/n”
“hearing problem? what– i don’t have hearing problem” you tell him, your eyebrows furrow in upset
“then meet me here tomorrow. at 3″
your eyebrows relaxes, dumbfounded over what daniel had said, as you see him walking away in a matter of seconds, and disappear from your sight
and it makes you wonder how in the world does daniel know your name?
fifty percent of you are pretty sure that daniel is probably messing around with you, probably playing a bet with his outside friends that you would never know of, probably already winning the bet when you’re actually waiting for him
it’s 3pm and you’re standing at the exact same place you had met daniel yesterday, along with the lecture notes that he had missed out
and no, you didn’t take notice which lectures he didn’t attend because he really just missed out the whole entire thing
it’s 3.30pm when you’re still standing under the hot weather, waiting for the guy who is now someone you want to strangle until death for making you wait under that grilling sun
“i can’t believe i fucking am doing this for this idiot that i don’t even know of and he’s probably somewhere else, i don’t know– laughing evilly over my misery–”
“do you do that always?”
your body flinch in shock, feeling the tingling breath near your neck as you jump lightly to turn around, seeing daniel with his helmet on his hand, looking like as if he did not just made you wait 30 minutes for him
“why are you late?” you ask, holding back from actually strangling him
“i had some stuff to do. also thought you would ditch me or something”
“i was going to,” you hiss lightly, “but i still want to help you” you mutter, rolling your eyes to your own self
you hear nothing from daniel though, as he stares at you before his head turn to look at somewhere
“here,” he rummages his bag, bringing out an umbrella, “use it” he hands it to you as you shake your head, “it’s okay, i don’t need it–”
and then you hear the umbrella open, and the shade from the sun is gone on you as you look up to see the umbrella above you
“let’s go” daniel says as his serious face looks front, not bothering to take a glance at you, but his hand grips tightly on the handle of the umbrella, “i need you to start moving”
“oh”
and so you both walk together under that one umbrella, aware that there’s people watching and mumbling off words that you barely comprehend
“um, where are we going?”
“to a cafe”
“… why can’t we just go to the library?”
“it’s too quiet”
you inhale softly, trying not to react too much over daniel’s reason, “okay. how are we going to get to the cafe? using the bus?”
“my motorbike, of course”
“motorbike…? no way, daniel, i am not going to get onto that”
kang daniel really has his ways on making you stay, which is by holding onto your bag
“let me go, daniel”
“no,” he pulls you back to him, and forcefully turn you around to look at him, “i’ve been riding this for a long time so it’ll be fine”
“that’s only when you’re riding it alone” you drag yourself away from him for the nth time, only to return back to him
“what makes you think i never ride it with anyone else?”
and that honestly shuts you up because bad boy!daniel could probably do this often with some other people and bad boy!daniel means trouble after all
and that also honestly made you a little, tiny bit sad but you just brush that away because for what reason for that to be felt
daniel takes the opportunity to grab the extra helmet hanging onto the motorbike that you hadn’t realized, before putting it onto your head, “just trust me” he assures, adjusting the helmet on you, as he licks his lips slightly in concentration
your eyes wander onto that plump lips, noticing how close he is to you, cursing in your head how your heart is greatly affected because of him
“done” he cuts off your thoughts, patting your helmet softly before jumping onto his motorbike
“you know i could fix the helmet myself…” 
daniel clears his throat, as you raise your eyebrow, “just get on” his stern voice speaks, waiting for you patiently
you sigh, slowly getting on the motorbike as your hands awkwardly remain at your side
“you can hold onto me” 
“i’m fine… like this” you lie, your inner self is practically screaming for help to be honest
daniel’s hands suddenly grab onto yours, pulling your body a lot nearer to him, “why are you so stubborn?” he says, placing your hands on his hips, “i don’t want you to fall off”
and you could swear that he might hear the drastic heartbeat that’s playing in you on his back, but you thank the sound of the motorbike blasting around you after daniel starts the engine
“okay…” you whisper, not sure if he’s even listening, but one thing for sure right before he rides off, you definitely hear him saying
“you’re the first one to ride my bike with me”
the empty cafe welcomes you the scent of coffee and soothing music from different parts of the place
you’re also welcome with daniel just brushing pass you to get into the first line of customer
you frown, crossing your arms as you wait for him to order his drink first, with you also absentmindedly admiring his broad back that’s covered with his white t-shirt and leather jacket
and you litterally look small behind him, but nevertheless, he is still a jerk for cutting your queue
“hey, earth to y/n”
“what” you blurt out in annoyance, and you see him giving you that dumb serious face again
“i asked you what do you want to drink”
“and the reason for you to ask this is….?”
“to buy it for you?”
“you don’t need to buy it for me, daniel–”
“you’re seriously so stubborn. let me just buy it for you” he says, holding back his last pieces of patience he has
“why do you want to buy it for me?” you remain oblivious over daniel’s current state, making him closes his eyes and inhales deeply
“because i like–”
the entrance door opens abruptly, as a group of guys enter and stands behind you
“you know what, fine. just buy it yourself” daniel eyes the guys behind before pulling you to the front, with him still staying behind you
you become confused, but lets it go because the day itself is already weird for you
“–and this is your change,” the cashier smiles at you and you smile back at them, taking your money before you feel another pull from the one and only, kang daniel
“i swear to god why is there suddenly a lot of people everywhere” he mumbles under his breath frustratingly, grabbing your hand naturally without realizing how red your cheeks are about the contact
“stay here. i’ll get our drinks” you see daniel walks away after picking a table quite further from the counter and the rest of the people as you take out the lecture notes, placing them onto the table before organizing the notes again
“here”
the sight of your hot coffee appear in front you brings you back to reality, seeing daniel sitting across you
“thank you” you tell him, smiling warmly at him, as his eyes widen a little, before you realized what you had did 
“uh, should we start?” you ask, embarrassed that you’re showing your real self to him
the soft “yeah” is the only thing that came out from him, his shaky eyes wanders around the notes that he never sees before
it’s finally over for the study session, after a long 3 hours together with daniel and surprisingly it’s bearable enough with him
but of course there’s moments where you felt awkward with him, especially when he stared at your lips at one point of the session and you were like ‘what’
and he stood up and grabbed some tissue from the counter and came back
“you have a little foam on your lips”
“a what?”
daniel didn’t even want to repeat himself honestly, so he just wiped it off from you naturally, as you sat still with your whole body stopping on you
and that moment still lingers in your head when you both steps out of the cafe, the darkness welcomes you outside
“um, i guess i should go” you say, your eyes avoiding his intense look to you
“do you want me to bring you home?”
“no, it’s okay. i called a taxi just now”
you see him nod slightly, as he’s still standing beside you
“are you not going home?” you ask him, your eyebrows raise slowly at him
“i’ll wait with you”
“you don’t have to–” you stop yourself from furthering more when you see him frowning over your usual act, “okay then”
so you wait for your ride to come, and somehow the presence of daniel is a little calming for you and you couldn’t help but to move a little closer to him
he eyes you questionably, unsure what you’re trying to do, but then he sees you stopping beside him and he just smiles naturally
and he gets closer to you and the gap between you both is gone and you feel him taking off his jacket
and he places them on you for warmth, and you look up to see him acting like he didn’t do anything
but his smile still plaster on his face, and your heart is beating hard again because it’s the first time you’re actually witnessing his real smile
and it’s the most beautiful smile ever
and your lips just smile along with his and daniel definitely sees it through his side vision and honestly
he really feels that you're the one that has the most beautiful smile ever
and he actually want to stay longer with you
but the sight of your taxi comes by and he just pretends he isn’t sad over it
while you, you’re a little sad that it’s a goodbye with daniel
but he grabs onto your arm, making you look at him again
“i need my jacket back” he says, and your smile drops, and you’re trying to remove that daniel-scented jacket from you
“tomorrow. i need it back tomorrow”
“tomorrow?”
he nods, “when we’re going to study together again”
and you’re left dumbfounded again and you feel his hand patting your head softly, “can’t wait to see you again, y/n” 
he winks at you playfully before he just walks away to his motorbike, and dashes away
and your smile finds it way back to your face again, as you enter the taxi, thinking that
bad boy!daniel isn’t that bad boy after all
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