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ᙏ̤̫ ˘˘˘   txt reactions when another member likes you (nsfw)

𓈃 ★ YEONJUN

He’s such a smug bitch about it; obviously he’s jealous but the way he shows it is surreal. He’s clingier when Taehyun is around, grabbing your wrists and waist despite protests and plopping you in his lap, making eye contact with the boy just to see his reaction. Taehyun only watches albeit longingly. Yeonjun on the other hand practically laughs in the boys face, kissing your shoulder blade just to make you squirm and hiss at him. He finds it funny that anyone would even bother to like you because he makes it so obvious that you’re his and no one else could ever have you! That’s what he thinks, of course. Yeonjun makes it a point to brag about you on purpose to Taehyun and everyone else who would listen; talking about how pretty you look when he’s fucking you, the way your eyes tear up as you gag on his dick. Yeonjun knows it makes Taehyun tick. That’s why he does it.

It’s a particular night when all the boys are together, even Taehyun, the TV playing some nonsense show that you were already forgetting. You couldn’t focus on it as Yeonjun played with your puffy, wet folds beneath the warm confines of your blanket. Your back against his firm chest, trying to regulate your breathing and stifle your moans into his arm. The other boys were either half asleep or too engrossed in the show to care. But Yeonjun catches the eye of Taehyun just as he was slipping his first finger into you, making your face scrunch and mouth fall wide. Taehyun isn’t stupid; he knows what you two are doing under the sheets, and there’s really nothing he can do about it so he bites his lip. Yeonjun only smirks and flicks his hand toward the TV, signaling to Taehyun to mind his damn business.

“Baby… almost got us caught. Little thing all pent up and whiny… shhh, Tyunnie might hear you. We can’t have that, no, no. He’d want a piece of you and I wouldn’t let him. You’re fuckin’ mine, pretty.”

𓈃 ★ SOOBIN

At first he’s calm. He barely even acknowledges the idea when Beomgyu first confessed to him about his crush on you. Soobin simply shrugs it off and tells the younger boy to not beat himself up about it, giving him a nonchalant smile and walking off. What actually makes him jealous is the sight of you and Beomgyu together; it would’ve been innocent had it not been for Beomgyu running a shy hand along your arm, then quickly wiping something from your cheek. And Soobin has no idea why he’s so angry at this. He doesn’t get jealous— it’s unlike him. But it’s you. How could he not be? The boy is quick to come between you and Beomgyu, literally squeezing his tall frame between the two of you with a phony smile towards the younger. He clicks his tongue and turns to you, as if to give a warning to Beomgyu, telling him to, respectfully, fuck off.

When Soobin tells you all of this you’re practically laughing at him. He pouts and folds his arms over his chest, sinking into the sofa. He couldn’t help it when it came to you; he just couldn’t let Beomgyu even be near you anymore. You slot yourself over his lap, tucking your cheek in his neck, still giggling at his jealousy. You’ve never seen him like this, pouty like a little kid and visibly jealous. So you decide to take the initiative and slot yourself onto his lap, holding his cheeks before kissing away the jealousy. It was fluffy and soft until the kisses got messier and he was openly panting into your open mouth, holding you down over his bulge as he whimpered nasty thinks against your lips.

“I gotta… ah, I gotta fuck you— please, baby, don’t make me beg. Ohhh, need it— no, I need you. Need to know you’re mine.

𓈃 ★ BEOMGYU

What a little monster. He makes sure everyone knows you’re his— even if that means marking your neck so hard it hurts too much to even cover in makeup, or taking you ok the bathroom corner at someone else’s house. Was it feral and maybe even a little nasty? Yes. But he was addicted to the idea of Yeonjun, his best friend who he always caught staring at you, hearing everything the two of you did. Beomgyu saw how Yeonjun stared at you, longing in his eyes and nervous breathes when you caught his gaze, giving a nonchalant smile. Beomgyu was by no means jealous, he was cocky. Which was worse for both Yeonjun and yourself.

When Beomgyu told you that you two would be spending the night at Yeonjun’s because of some video game related event, you could already sense what he was thinking. Teasing you all night, purposely showing you off, the bites and bruises upon your delicate skin. You weren’t even surprised when he spent the first 10 minutes before walking up to Yeonjun’s apartment kissing you until you were too flustered to speak coherently. When he pulled back and saw your lips red and puffy, a mess of spit on your chin, he was satisfied. But that wasn’t the end of it at all, giving you one last peck before smirking and hopping to your side to let you out. The rest of the night was spent with Beomgyu and Yeonjun on the couch, yelling at the TV screen as they lost or won. You had forgotten entirely about Beomgyu’s behavior. All up until it was time to sleep, finally. You and Beomgyu were warming up on the couch, your eyes growing heavy until you felt his hand slither down your torso and under the waistband of your panties. Yeonjun, who was just in the other room, unknowing. You protested half-heartedly, gripping his wrist as he found your cute clit, chuckling as he could practically feel the way you gushed for him. Before he sunk two fingers into your empty hole, he whispered nasty words into your ear, telling you to stay quiet or he’d stop.

“That’s it. Oh, you’re soaked, baby. No, no be quiet. Unless you want Yeonjun to hear… that’s what I thought. Imagine what he’d think if he saw you all wet and whiny for his best friend. Hah, you’re so bad at hiding how turned on you are, babe.”

𓈃 ★ TAEHYUN

When Taehyun finds out, via Yeonjun, that Kai had a massive crush on you he laughs. His younger friend has a pathetic crush on Taehyun’s oblivious girlfriend? It’s laughable. But he doesn’t make it a point to be extra touchy with you; he isn’t kissing you extra long or holding your waist a little tighter in the presence of Kai. He does, however, opt to observe the younger male. Taehyun sees how he bites his lip and puts a pillow over his crotch around you. And you were so fucking oblivious to Kai’s perverted behavior that it made Taehyun chuckle, kissing your cheek like it was a reward for being air-headed. Taehyun often finds himself getting turned on seeing someone pine over you so desperately, so shamelessly. It’s not jealousy at all; rather it’s cockiness.

It’s in the dorms when Taehyun hears the most interesting sound; what sounded to be a whiny Kai in his room— what shocks him is the fact that he’s moaning your name, the wet sound of his cock in hand making Taehyun’s eyes widen and heart race quicken. He immediately smirks, silently strutting down the hall to find you sitting unknowingly in his bed, innocently playing with your hair as he approaches with meaning in every step. You didn’t even protest when he quickly grabbed your jaw and forced your lips onto his, raking his hands up and down your waist. He’s mumbling into your mouth as he pulls you down, your bodies flat against the other as things instantly get messy. It’s like you’re floating when he doesn’t even wait a second to lift your leg over his shoulder and rub his bulge against your hot pussy. The sound of Kai in the other room isn’t as audible from where you two are; it’s just the fact that Taehyun knows what he’s doing behind those walls. Thinking about you while he gets you all to himself gives him some sort of weird power trip and all he can do is groan. You hear Kai whining behind the wall too now, and you would care if you weren’t being fucked brain dead by your possessive, perfect boyfriend.

“Babydoll, you’re all for me, yeah? Kai is in the other room thinking about you— meanwhile, I get the real fucking thing. I own this perfect pussy— it’s mine. He’s pathetic thinking about you like that, right, sweetheart?”

𓈃 ★ HUENINGKAI

Hear me out… Kai is the most jealous of them all!! Kai hates it when other men even look at you, he hates it when they stare because he knows what goes on in their brains. But it’s the worst when he finds out Soobin has the biggest crush on you; it drives him mad. Kai is a sweetheart, but he’s a jealous sweetheart. He will find ways to cut between you and Soobin if he thinks you’re getting too close. Kai will press you to his chest and even grope your ass if he’s feeling extra bold. There’s been instances when the group would hang out and Kai would whisper to you that Soobin was staring at you— to which you reply with a pitiful smile —and soon enough he’d sitting you on his lap to cover his boner. He can’t help it! All he wants to do is show him you’re his! Kai is jealous and a big pervert in situations like these. He knows it and you know it and, honestly, neither of you are ashamed.

Kai pressed you down onto the cold marble of your kitchen, his belt loop cold against your hot skin. The two of you had barely gotten into the apartment when he was kissing your neck and pulling your clothes off. It was a long night out with the rest of the boys— all of you had gone to an Internet cafe, you opting to instead sit on Kai’s lap and watch everyone play. But Kai couldn’t focus when your ass was rubbing against his cock. He is too down bad for you to not get hard the moment he feels you like that; especially when right next to the two of you sat a silently longing Soobin. His big eyes on the two of you as you squirmed on his lap. Soobin saw the way you situated yourself lewdly on Kai’s pretty thigh, hiding you flushed face in his neck as Kai silently wished for an excuse to leave with you. The worst part is Kai knew the entire time of Soobin’s wandering eye and it made the entire situation hotter, at least to him. It wasn’t a surprise when the two of you quickly ran out of the cafe, exclaiming about an emergency before you were off. But Soobin knew, he saw the entire thing! Kai pressed you harder into the marble at the thought, gritting his teeth and pressing his stomach to your back, sweat clinging to the two of you. He was nasty with his words, entailing and describing every little detail about how he wanted Soobin to watch the two of you; how he wanted to invite him over to see how good you are for him and how you could only take Kai’s cock because you’re his little slut. His perverted fantasy seems to be mutual when you squeeze around him so tight he felt suffocated.

“Oh, yeah? You like that? Soobin coming over to w-watch you get fucked? Maybe I should call him, huh? You’re so nasty, baby, love it. F-fuck, he saw how you were grinding down on me earlier, baby… he liked watching y-you like that.”

[ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ] 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾：𝗂 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝟦 𝖺𝗆 𝖻𝖼 𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗅𝗆𝖿𝖺𝗈𝗈 😭

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[odxrilove]

☆ TXT AND THINGS THEY DO THAT MAKE YOU QUESTION WHAT YOU TWO ARE

pairing: txt x f!reader

genre: hcs/scenarios, fluff, bsfs/friends2???? ~1.2k :D

a/n: requested by anon! song rec - nouvelle vague by wave to earth.. also big thank u to val pookie @fairybinie for helping me out sm with these scenarios!!! happy birthday poo i hope u had an amazing day and i wish u the best!! love you lots :D

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☆ YEONJUN

constantly keeping his hand on your waist. such an action may seem futile and unnoticeable considering yeonjun’s the one doing it, but it still makes you confused. yeonjun’s known to be flirty, a literal heartthrob wherever he goes. he’s also very touchy, easily hugging someone or putting his arm around their shoulder. but it’s only truly with you that he lets his hand rest on your hip, finger hooked into one of your jeans’ belt loops.

at first he started doing it at parties, after finding you in the crowd, arms circling your waist to keep you from getting lost in the wave of people. it continued at normal hangouts, laughing alongside his friends as his fingers fiddled with the hem of your top. then it happened when you two were alone, lounging on your couch while watching a movie. there wasn’t anything or anybody he had to protect you from, but he still slid his hand between the backrest and your body until you were practically glued to his side, his arm comfortably holding onto your waist.

you’re not sure why he does it; maybe to show others you’re not available– you are though, or to purposely tease you and make your heart skip a beat– something that already happens a lot in his presence. but one thing you know for sure is, it certainly doesn’t help your already weak heart.

☆ SOOBIN

being oddly protective of you. soobin is the least confrontational person you know, so it didn’t surprise you when he kept his mouth shut as one of your classmates teased him in class. that’s initially how you two became friends, him nursing your wounded fist after you punched the bully right in the nose for calling him a lanky nerd. 5th grade sure was wild. the following years, soobin tried his best to defend you like you defended him back in the day but again, he’s the least confrontational person you know. however, his best friend-instincts took over him when a guy tried to hike up your dress at the graduation party. you nursed his wounded fist after and the two of you became even closer. after the “fight of the century” soobin swore to himself he would protect you. at first, you found it funny, trying to stop yourself from blushing when he would raise his voice at whoever decided to bother you that day. you don’t really know when it started but with each new time, his best-friend protection act would slowly turn into something that held a lot more feelings than just platonic ones. the way he would look at you to see if you were alright, or the way his hand would slid into yours, or even the one time he called you his partner instead of his best friend. everything was slowly changing, and you didn’t even know if soobin was even aware of it himself.

☆ BEOMGYU

calls you his girlfriend. the first time he did it, you thought he was just joking around, trying to tease you. so you laughed it off, attempting to hide the way your heart fluttered at the thought of you being his actual girlfriend. but the second time, a week or so later, you were even more confused. did beomgyu think you two had something going on? did he find out about your old crush on him? you really didn’t know why he started calling you his girlfriend, since none of his other actions showed he felt anything except platonic feelings for you. he stopped after the fourth time, after he noticed your disoriented and clearly disheartened expression. weeks passed and not once did beomgyu explain his old but short habit to you. but then, months later, when you had almost forgotten about the whole ordeal, beomgyu did it again. to be honest, him calling you his girlfriend that time was in fact beneficial for you– you refused to talk any longer to the creep begging for your number. but the way the word rolled off his tongue, a hint of arrogance and a ton of proudness, made you reach for his hand, acting like the role he had assigned you. tension followed after, for weeks, and your heart continued to long for him. if only you knew you were the only thing on his mind whenever someone said the word “girlfriend”.

☆ TAEHYUN

constantly buys you things. it may seem shallow at first, but whenever taehyun brings you a small trinket or whatever food you were craving at that moment, your heart fills with joy. it’s not the way he spends money for you, but the way he looks at you when he gives it to you, eyeing you to see your neutral expression change into a happy one. taehyun’s a great listener, so he knows all your orders and favorite things by heart, which only makes it easier for him to empty his bank account for you. he swears you’re not special, or at least not more important than the rest of his friends– for whom he rarely ever buys anything– but he can’t really stop his brain from thinking of you when he sees something pretty or tasty at the mall. the dainty necklace around your neck is the literal proof of his favoritism towards you. he had given it to you on your graduation and you hadn’t taken it off since. it was a symbol for your friendship, he said, something to remember the many years you spent together, but the shiny “T” letter pendant made your heart swell every time you felt it against your skin. in all truth, taehyun was just waiting for you to notice the letter pendant of your name he wore on his necklace and hid, carefully, under his shirt collar.

☆ HUENING KAI

he constantly mentions you two in his future. you and kai have been friends since the two of you were in diapers and basically experienced all your first together. spending all those years together, in the same neighborhood, school and friend groups lead to many talks about your futures, sometimes wiping anxious tears away or doubling over from laughter at the mention of so many possibilities. it was a normal thing for you two, getting together and just talking about whatever would be on your mind at that moment. every conversation was different but one thing never changed, the way huening kai wouldn’t forget to mention you in his future plans. he would have pictured everything out, you two living next to each other in your own homes, working across the street from each other, adopting pets at the same time so they could be friends, meeting every friday for a ramen and movie night… whenever you were worried about what the future prepared for you, kai would comfort you, reminding you that no matter what happened later, he would always be there. it always reassured you but unfortunately, you never had the guts to tell him that you’d prefer to live together later, spend your work lunch breaks together, adopt a pet together, and turn every night into a movie marathon.

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[h34rtbeat]

perv loser hyuka who cums in his pants from kissing u for the first time

OH EM GEEEEEEEE!!!!! IM GOING INSANE

FIRST TIME

pairings: pervy!nerd!hyuka x reader

warnings: mentions of panty stealing, he jerks off in ur bathroom, just rlly nasty and pervy hyuka!!, he jerk’s off in front of u (u ask for it tho)

Soft pants and grunts, as Kai’s hand wrapped around his cock.

Seated with his head between your legs, on the floor as you sat on the edge of your bed. Heavy breaths shared, as he came for a third time.

It was a study session— well, it was supposed to be one.

Your dear classmate, and friend, was so good at chemistry, it made your head ache. On one hand, you could fail. Other hand, you could call him over for a study session.

Though, the heavy textbook now sat on your desk, as your thighs coated hyukas head, cum coating his hand.

Cheeks reddened, begging you “please, please kiss me a-again, I-I… I like it so much..”

Who were you to deny? After all, it was a simple redundant. Keep kissing him, and he’d go into heaven.

Wet and moist sounds coming from his soiled hand, god you were so close, you smelled just like he imagined.

Your clothed pussy was so close to his face, he could feel the heat radiating off of you, as you leaned over for another kiss.

Tongue mixing with one another, coaxing him into what seemed as close to heaven as he could get.

“God.. hmmm.. hmph..!” You shut him up, he was just too cute.

Cumming in his own hand over and over, the same way he came into those panties he stole.

“God, Hyuka.. didn’t know you’d cum so much. M’not even touchin’ you.” You mumbled, tongue mixing with his.

His eyes rolling back, mouth agape at the feeling of you.

Perhaps he’d need… much more study sessions.

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[harmonicakai]

Look After You

Part 2 of the "Anyone Else But You" series

Pairing: Huening Kai x Reader

Summary: You tag along to the club in the hopes of finally confronting Kai for his weird behavior, but things don't go as planned.

Tropes: enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, mutual pining, fluff, angst

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: swearing, drinking, sexual tension/references to sex (mdni), reader is insecure

“I'm nervous, couldn't tell you why Touching me, hands warm on my thighs And I know I could turn a blind eye Afraid of what I'm gonna find” —North, Clairo

Somehow, someway, you were standing outside of Yeonjun and Kai’s apartment complex in the tiny dress he had picked out yesterday. 

Earlier, Yeonjun had texted to check in and assure you that he wouldn’t make fun of you if you decided not to come. Still, yesterday with Kai was just so unbelievably strange and now you’re hellbent on getting to the bottom of things.

Getting into this dress was way more complicated than you were willing to admit. Before you left, you had stared at yourself for almost ten minutes, your reflection unrecognizable. Usually, you’d cover up as much as possible, but tonight, everything is so… bare.

As you wait, you worry that it doesn’t fit you right, or that your makeup looks ridiculous. You don’t like when others look at your face, nor your body. That’s why you use your clothes to distract people. If they can’t see, they can’t notice everything that’s wrong with you.

When the guys finally come down to meet you, Soobin’s there too. He greets you with his dimpled smile, picking you up and twirling you around like you weigh nothing. It almost makes you forget about Kai, had he not been sulking in the background. 

It’s like every time you’re around, you somehow manage to suck all of his energy away. Clearly, last night was a fluke and he’s back to normal now.

“Hi, Y/N, it’s been a while,” Soobin says, running a hand through his short hair.

It’s true. You haven’t been assigned to styling the boys in almost three months, and only ever see Yeonjun outside of work or when he manages to track you down and bother you during a shift.

“It’s really nice to see you,” you reply, your hands running up and down your bare arms.

“Are you cold? Here, take my jacket,” Soobin says, stripping it off and handing it to you before you can politely decline. The material hangs off you like a tent, covering the dress completely.

“The car should be here any second now,” Yeonjun says, his shirt barely buttoned, exposing his smooth chest. 

You glance from him to Kai and note the stark difference in their outfits. Whereas Yeonjun is dressed to kill, Kai doesn’t even look like he knows where you guys are going.

He’s wearing an oversized black hoodie, baggy jeans, and skating shoes. It was something you would’ve seen him come to a photoshoot in before stepping into the clothes you meticulously laid out.

When the cab arrives, it becomes obvious that your driver is the grumpiest man in all of Seoul. You open up the front door on the passenger’s side.

“No room up here,” the driver huffs. You glance to see the seat full of ramyeon packages.

“There’s not enough seats,” you say, backing away from the taxi door. “Maybe I should just go home.”

“No, Y/N, you should come,” Soobin says, “I can go home if it’s an issue, or just meet up with you guys there.”

“Guys, there’s plenty of room for all of us,” Yeonjun diffuses, “Y/N can sit on Huening’s lap.”

“What!?” you squeak at the same time as Kai. The two of you lock eyes for a brief second before looking away again. His face is beet red.

“From what I’ve heard, the two of you just need to kiss and make up already. Plus, Hyuka’s so big and strong. It’ll feel like nothing to him.”

“Hey, I don’t have all day,” the driver reminds your group. You sigh and gesture for the boys to get in, Kai going last.

He gives you a look that reads “Are you sure?” before you climb onto his lap, doing your best to sit closer to his knees than his crotch.

Unfortunately, the ride to the club is a bumpy one. With each sharp turn, you jostle around the backseat. Your hands are pressed against the roof, searching for some stability.

“Are you alright, Y/N?” Soobin asks. You’ve almost tumbled into his lap after the driver ran a red light.

Kai reluctantly wraps one of his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You nod to Soobin.

You’ve never been this close to a guy before, let alone one who's made it very clear he doesn't like you. Not as a friend, and certainly not as anything more than that. Still, the way his head nests itself over your shoulder feels… nice.

You shift in his lap before a pothole sends you flying. His grip tightens to keep you from bumping your head.

“Y/N,” Kai whispers through gritted teeth. His breath is hot against your ear. “Please. Try to stop moving.”

“Just a second.” You keep squirming as his arm wraps tighter around your waist, trying to adjust so his bunched up clothes don’t feel so lumpy underneath you. Why is he wearing so much damn fabric to the club?

Suddenly, your eyes widen as you realize the real source of the problem. Kai is hard.

“I’m sorry,” he says, his voice tinged with embarrassment and regret. 

“No, I should’ve been more careful,” you reply, staying as still as possible. You have to remind yourself that it's a purely physical reaction. Heat radiates off of his chest, growing warmer by the second.

Right, Yeonjun, it sure feels like nothing to Kai.

“What are you guys whispering about?” Yeonjun asks, leaning over Soobin. This was probably his master plan all along.

“Nothing,” the two of you say in unison. The rest of the ride is silent, but you catch the other two grinning out of the corner of your eye.

As soon as the cab comes to a stop, you practically leap out of Kai’s lap and into the parking lot. He follows shortly, pulling the hem of his hoodie down to hide any evidence of what just happened. 

Based on Yeonjun’s snicker, it doesn’t work.

The boys don’t even have to wait in line or show their IDs at the door. They introduce you to the bouncer, although he’d hardly recognize you again without the makeup or outfit.

The club is humid and packed, music blasting much louder than you’d ever willingly subject yourself to. You do your best to trail the boys, but get lost in the crowd.

A large hand reaches out and wraps itself around your wrist, guiding you forward across the sticky floor. It’s Soobin. You have never been more thankful for his constant devotion to being a gentleman towards you.

The group settles into a booth in the back corner, Yeonjun throwing his jacket down in preparation for finding his target for the night.

He locks his eyes on a girl with red hair. “I’ll catch up with you guys later,” he yells over the music, stalking back into the crowd of bodies.

“Do you guys want to start off with a round of drinks?” Soobin asks. 

“Nah, I’m good for now,” Kai says, sinking into the cushions of the booth. Did he actually bring his Nintendo Switch to the club?

“What about you, Y/N? Care to join me?” Soobin continues, extending his hand.

You’re not much of a drinker, but maybe with a little liquid courage, you’ll finally be able to confront Kai for being weird all this time. You nod and follow Soobin to the bar.

That was eight shots ago. 

A squeal from behind you catches your attention, and you watch as Arin leaps into Soobin’s arms, their reunion straight out of a K-drama.

Before he can introduce you, she drags him by the hand to the center of the dance floor, pressing her body against his. Soobin doesn’t seem to mind. Maybe the rumors were true.

Without anybody to distract you, the music grows louder and your head starts spinning. You stumble out into the hallway, desperate to get home and change out of the tight dress before you throw up all over it. 

“Do you like him?” a familiar voice says from behind, startling you. You turn to see Kai standing next to you with a glass of dark liquid in his hand.

“What? Like who?”

“Soobin. I… I see the way you look at him.”

“No, I don’t like him. I’d probably look at you the same way, too, if we were friends.”

“We are friends,” he says softly, although you can tell even he doesn’t believe himself.

“Don’t make fun of me. Everybody knows that you hate me,” you whine, your words slurring together.

“I don’t hate you, Y/N. I promise.” He’s staring at you so intensely that you can’t help but notice how warm his brown eyes are. The blue contacts he’s constantly being forced to wear don’t do his features any justice.

“Do you remember the first time we ever met?” you start again, snapping out of your trance. “You were in your dressing room fumbling with a harness, and it was only my second week. I came over to help you and you flinched away from me. Told me you didn’t need my help and walked away.”

Kai stares at the floor, no longer interested in his drink.

“And you always go straight into your room whenever I’m over. Or make up an excuse to go home early if you find out I was also invited somewhere. We’ve never even had a real conversation until now!” Your voice breaks, and it takes all of your strength not to let any tears fall.

“Okay, I get it,” he concedes, throwing his hands up. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I really am. But I promise that I don’t hate you.”

“Then what’s your problem? Why do you act the way you do?” You were getting more and more frustrated. Apparently, this whole time, you and Huening Kai were just the best of friends. “How can you actually look me in the eyes and tell me that I’ve gotten everything wrong?!”

“God, Y/N, you just—you make me so nervous!” His breath hitches, as if he wants to say more. Your face shifts from anger to confusion.

“What? What do you mean?” you ask, your knees buckling. Now really isn’t the time to be having a heart to heart.

“Y/N, I’m going to take you home,” Kai says, steadying you. The back of his hand presses itself to your forehead, recoiling at the burning temperature. You slump further into his chest. “Where the hell are Yeonjun and Soobin? Fuck!”

Kai lifts you up, his long arms wrapping around your body as you nuzzle your head into his neck and groan. The last things that cross your mind are raindrops soaking your skin and the faint smell of peaches.

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It had been a couple of days since the club incident and all you got out of it was a really bad cold and some paid time off. 

Your head still aches, further exacerbated by the incessant ringing of your doorbell. 

“Y/N, it’s Yeonjun. Let me in,” your best friend’s voice calls from the speaker. You buzz him in, hoping he’ll be able to tell you what happened the other night. All you remember is waking up in his bed to him sleeping on the couch.

Less than a minute later was his signature rhythmic knock at your door. You open it, greeted by not one, but five smiling faces with their hands full of gifts.

“You didn’t tell me all of you were here,” you groan, slumping back onto your bed.

“We thought you might not want to see all of us right now. But we heard what happened and we wanted to check up on you. And bring you some fun snackies,” Taehyun grins.

“And also, to apologize for making you come in the first place,” Soobin adds.

“We’re sorry,” they say in unison, even though Beomgyu and Taehyun weren’t even involved.

Kai avoids your gaze, coughing into his elbow.

“Are you sick too?” you ask, handing him a tissue to deal with his sniffles.

“Of course he is, Y/N. He carried you home in the pouring rain! Our Hueningie is a total hero,” Soobin says.

“He even cleaned your throw up off the bathroom floor,” Yeonjun adds, his voice tinged with both disgust and respect. “And got that dress dry cleaned and returned to the building before anybody noticed it was gone.” 

You turn to Kai, unsure of whether or not they’re making this stuff up. “Did you actually do all of that?”

“Yes,” Kai answers, head down and twiddling his thumbs. You do your best to recollect the other night.

“I guess that does make sense. I remember your cologne smelling really good.”

“What? I don’t wear cologne.”

“Oh… then I guess you just smell good.”

“You know, Y/N,” Beomgyu starts, “When somebody likes somebody else’s natural scent, it usually means they’re attracted to them. Maybe you and Hyuka are soulmates and just never noticed.”

All of you stare in awe at Beomgyu’s lack of a filter. Taehyun elbows him in the side. 

Every time you and Kai have been brought up recently has been a joke, but he seems so genuine that you wonder if there’s something you don’t know. 

“Could you guys go pick up some breakfast from the café around the corner? I’m really hungry,” you say, doing your best to change the subject.

“But we brought all this food with us!” Taehyun complains, shaking the gift bag in the air.

“Just go. Kai can stay behind and fill me in.” The boys exchange knowing glances. 

“Fine, but give me your keys,” Yeonjun says, hiding a smirk. It takes all of his strength not to make a joke about how much Kai would love to fill you in.

“And 20,000 won,” Beomgyu adds.

“Here,” you say, handing over your Miffy keychain and a bill from your wallet. Beomgyu pockets the cash with a smile, clearly not intending to put it towards breakfast.

“We’ll be back before the two of you can make a baby,” Yeonjun winks.

“You’re such a pig,” you scoff, the boys filing out of the room one by one.

“A handsome pig! Bye!” he calls, shutting the door behind him.

It’s just you and Kai now. When his eyes finally look at you, you find yourself looking away.

“So, you really don’t remember anything else from the other night?” he asks.

“I mean, I think we talked, but I don’t know what about.”

“Oh.” He decides not to press any further on that part of the story. “Well, yeah, basically… you got sick and I brought you home. You threw up twice and then I helped you change and waited until you fell asleep in Yeonjun’s bed. I DID NOT look at you naked by the way. I slipped a t-shirt over you and you just went on autopilot and shimmied out of the dress on your own. Guess you wanted to get out of it pretty damn bad, huh?” 

This is by far the most you have ever heard him talk outside of interviews. The way he rambles is actually kind of cute.

“I also kind of had to watch and make sure you didn’t roll onto your back and choke on your own vomit, but other than that, I just sat on the floor next to you and played Pokémon. You snore in your sleep, by the way.”

He has a big smile on his face now, satisfied with his storytelling. You smile back. The moment is quickly interrupted by Kai having a sneezing fit.

“I’m sorry you’re sick because of me,” you apologize, handing him another tissue. When he reaches for it, he holds onto your hand for a split second longer than necessary.

“It’s okay. I’m just happy that I was there to help you,” he says, sitting at the edge of your bed. He’s much quieter without the other guys around to riff off of.

“Thank you for that, by the way. I really don’t know what would’ve happened if you weren’t there.”

“Let’s not think about that.”

“Agreed,” you say, searching for a cosmic sign of how to continue the conversation. “Yeonjun tells me you’re quite the ladies man.”

A blush spreads across Kai’s face. You’ve made him flustered. “Uh, I, uh… No! I don’t think so? Maybe. Did he really say that? Because if he did, he literally sleeps with a different girl every night. Sometimes more than one! And one time he even asked if I wanted to join—”

“Kai! He didn’t actually say that,” you interrupt, hoping to stop him from revealing anymore of Yeonjun’s life in the bedroom. “I was just messing with you.”

“Oh,” he chuckles sheepishly. “Right. But, uh, that girl from the other morning. I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“It’s fine,” you say, although part of you wonders if it actually is. “So, is that the type of girl you usually go for?”

“No!” he replies. He mulls over his next words, “You’re going to laugh at this. Basically, the guys were making fun of me at the club because I always sit in the corner and play games, and Yeonjun tried to make a bet that I probably wasn’t even capable of bringing a girl home, let alone someone that looked like her.”

Someone that looked like her. Even if he says that she’s not his type, how are you supposed to feel when you look the complete opposite way? Did every guy have those kinds of standards?

Kai can tell by the look on your face that he’s said something wrong. He decides to change the subject. “I only ever see you when you’re all dressed up.”

“Yeah, well, I didn’t think anybody would be seeing me right now. Sorry if it’s not the best sight.”

“You look nice. I like your pajamas.” He gestures at the bespectacled teddy bear on the front of your shirt. “It’s Beomgyu.”

“Thanks,” you laugh awkwardly, looking down at it. “I guess it does kind of look like him.”

“Is he your bias?”

“Maybe. Don’t tell Yeonjun.”

“My lips are sealed.” He smiles and pretends to turn a lock and throw away the key. Your gaze lingers on his lips until you turn away, unsure of what to say next.

“I feel like we don’t know anything about each other,” he says, breaking the silence.

“We don’t.”

“Right. I guess that’s my fault.”

“It is.” You have no idea why you’re being so short with him. Weren’t the two of you just smiling at each other? It’s like you were used to playing defense and couldn’t figure out a way to switch it off.

“Y/N, can we start over? I’d really like to be friends.” He hesitates on the last word.

“I probably won’t be dressing you any time soon, so I don’t know when we’d get to know each other.”

“Let me take you out! We can do whatever you want.” 

“Whatever I want?” It’s a tempting offer.

“Yes.” There’s an earnestness to the way he’s speaking to you that you’re not quite used to.

Yeonjun usually decides your hangouts because he knows how stressed planning makes you, but it’s nice to pick every once in a while. You mull over your options.

“Do you want to go watch the Seoul Philharmonic Orchestra perform this weekend?” you offer, a little apprehensive. You had only purchased one ticket, thinking you’d be going by yourself. Kai’s eyes light up.

“I’d love to! Hopefully we’ll both be feeling better by then. Though I do think the red nose works for you,” he says, brushing his hand across the blush spread across your face.

The other boys burst in with even more food than before, wearing grins that tells you they’ve been listening from the other side of the door. Kai quickly pulls his hand away.

“We’re back!” Taehyun sings, setting a large bag of pastries onto your lap. “We didn’t know what you wanted, so we got one of everything.”

“Are you guys official yet?” Soobin asks, mouth already full of a cream donut.

“Yes, Soobin, Y/N and I are getting married tomorrow. Will you officiate?”

Huening Kai is making jokes around you. He’s laughing and smiling and being the bubbly guy you’ve always seen from afar. The only difference now is that he’s finally within your reach.

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[linos-luna]

Music Lessons ❣️

Perv!Huengingkai x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Perv!Hyuka, fingering, groping, spanking, oral (fem receiving), unprotected sex

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Hyuka is your sweet innocent best friend. He’s the last person you’d suspect to be a sexual deviant. But looks are deceiving. The sweet boy persona was just the tip of the iceberg. A perfect facad.

You were getting frustrated. Piano wasn’t easy and you kind of hated it. However you already committed to it for this college semester. Now you have a final coming up and of course you waited last minute. Luckily your best friend Hungingkai was over to help out.

The man watched as you demonstrated what you practiced, although he wasn’t watching the piano; he was watching you.

He loved the way your jeans hugged your butt, thighs, and legs. They weren’t skinny jeans but also not very loose. Just enough to tease him: he both loved and hated it. Hueningkai knew that you didn’t have a shirt under that hoodie, he knew that it was probably just a bra. Or better yet, nothing at all.

“How was that?”

The man blinked as you got his attention. “Oh um… it’s fine but…”

“But what?” You asked with a frown.

“Not sure exactly… just not very smooth.” He said before getting behind you. “Lack of confidence?”

“Well thats why I brought you here, yeah?” You teased.

“Well noona, looks like you need more practice.” He said with a light attitude before leaning in, placing his hands over yours that were over the keys.

You blushed a bit as his body was pressed against your back.

“Go on.” He said bluntly.

You nervously moved your fingers. His hands remained over yours as if guiding you. Surprisingly, you were doing better and he could sense that. You continued to play while the man slowly ran his fingers up your arm, lifting your sleeves.

Somehow, you were too focused on the piano to notice.

“You’re doing really good, noona. Keep going.”

You nodded as he pulled a stool behind you, sitting with his hands under your hoodie and on your waist.

You started to turn your head when feeling him.“Hyu-?”

“Shh….” He interrupted, pushing your head to face the piano again. “Focus… focus on the music.

It was hard to keep going. He was rubbing at your waist and getting awfully close to your breasts.

“No bra?” He whispered in your ear. “You really are a fuckin tease… yeah noona?”

You froze as his hands traveled higher, reaching your breasts. You whimpered a bit as he squeezed them like stress balls.

“Hey. I didn’t say to stop.” He said while pinching your nipple.

“K-Kai—?!”

“Keep playing…” he teased while whispering in your ear. “Keep playing so I can play with your body already…”

After some more massaging of your breasts, he dropped his hands to your hips.

“W-what are you doing…?” You stuttered and he rubbed between your legs.

“Noona… you’re such a fuckin tease….” He huffed before slowly unzipping your jeans and inching his fingers toward your clothed cunt.

“H-Hyuka— H-H—…” you couldn’t finish, only letting out a moan when feeling his fingers rubbing your clit, only for him to cover your mouth with the other hand.

“Shhhh..,, relax noona… just relax… he whispers softly. “I know you like it… don’t lie to me.”

Your voice was muffled under his hand as he ran his fingers through your folds, bring ever so slow.

“I don’t think you understand just how worked up you get me…” he groaned while kissing and sucking at your neck. “You do it on purpose… all these years…”

The motion of his fingers as he teased your hole had you reeling. Your eyes rolled back and muffled moans increased as he continued. It was all too much and you knew that your high was coming soon. And he knew it as well.

Just as you were reaching your peak, he lets go, causing you to nearly cry.

“W-why?! W-w-why—?!”

He roughly grabbed you by the hips and lifted you over the piano before practically ripping your pants right off, followed by your panties.

“H-Hyuka—?!”

“Hush!” He snapped, giving you a harsh slap to your bare ass. You made a small squeak then a cry as he did it again.

“You’re gonna take it…” he said while breathing heavily. “You’re gonna take it like a good girl.”

This was insane. You’ve never heard him speak like this. Sure you’ve caught him looking at your chest and he says little flirty comments here and there but she’s never talked like this. He’s never treated you like this.

You could hear him removing his pants but we suddenly surprised by another sensation. One that had you gasping loudly and cum on the spot.

The man had his face between your legs, licking and slurping lewdly at your cunt from behind. The sudden orgasm had you panting and moaning as he continued to lick up your essence, not missing a single spot and licking it off your inner thighs.

“So fast… you let go so fast.” He groaned. “You’re no fun, noona.”

“S-sorry—” a sudden slap to your ass made you cry out.

“Bad noona!” He pouted before landing another harsh spank.

“A-Ahm— I-I’m sorry—!”

He spanks you again, leaving your ass red and stinging. Soon he was moving you while holding your hips and rubbing his hard cock. The man made sure you were perfectly bent onto the piano.

“K-Kai—?”

“You thought I was done?” He chuckled. “Oh noona… so funny. Now hold still.”

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[beom9yus]

something new - h.k.

:hueningkai x afab!reader nsfw

: established relationship, hyuka in thigh highs, few mentions of referring him w girl features, its not a beom9yus fic without overstimulation, sub!kai, yn calling him puppy, goodboy, hyuka jerking off, sizes between two mentioned, pwp

word count: 2k

minors dni

You guys were in your bedroom, cuddling as you watched a movie, until you turned over to Kai and played with his hoodie strings. You guys had talked about wanting to try new things, but didn’t want to talk about the specifics of them, leaving it a surprise for the other person. Even if whatever new it was you guys had wanted to try was a surprise, you still had a code word if anything was too uncomfortable. And today you felt like trying something new. 

“Kai?” You look up at your blond haired boyfriend.

“Yeah sweetheart?” You suddenly feel shy, trying to cover up the blush appearing on your cheeks. You dig your face into the soft cloth, “want you, wanna try something.” You feel the way he stops breathing for a second, chest feeling still, as he regains his composure and tells you that he wants to try too. You smile against him as you get up, telling him, “this is the part where you have to trust me, okay?” 

He looks a little nervous now, but still responds, “I do.” You leave the bed and turn off the tv as walk away, now digging through the drawer, before looking back at him, “close your eyes Kai, I’m serious.” He does as he’s told, breathing getting a little heavier. “Stand up.” He gets up, eyes still closed as he feels your hands around the waistband of his sweatpants, suddenly feeling cold air hit his legs as you slowly pull them down. “Sweetheart?” He almost opens his eyes, eyebrows stuck together as he keeps his eyes shut. You look up from your position, “don’t open your eyes Kai.”  

You push him softly so he sits down on the edge of the bed, taking off both his boxers and sweats. He was waiting for you to touch him, but that moment didn’t come. 

Instead, he felt the way you move another piece of soft clothing up his legs, making him sit up a little as you let go of it, and what he guesses as some type of underwear, now on him. He drags his slender fingers onto the underwear wanting to feel it, trying to figure out if he was right. You lightly slap his hand away. “Not yet.” 

“Oh. Sorry…” he breathes out.

He’s sitting still against the soft cushioning of the bed as he waits for your next move. He feels the way his cock is pressed up against his lower belly, feeling constrained. You grab the next garment, and you smile to yourself as you watch the way the thigh high rides up his leg, watching as it sits into place on his thigh, seeing the way it hugs his pretty skin. He just slowly breathes out, mouth slightly opened and eyes still closed, feeling the way your smooth hands slightly touch his legs as you raise the sheer and thin socks as high as you can. 

You get up, admiring his pose. He had his arms stretched out behind him, holding on to the bed for balance, while his long legs were slightly separated, his slightly hard length poking out of the pink lacy underwear that clearly didn’t fit him. “You’re really so cute,” you coo, acting like you weren’t affected by the sight of him. “Can I open my eyes please?” You say yes, grabbing his hand as you take him to your body length mirror, placing the chair from your vanity in front of it and sit him down on it. 

He opens his eyes and gasps from the sight of what he was wearing. He sees the way the thin socks are hugging his thighs, making his pretty and plush skin look plump above the seam where they ended. He trails his eyes up, pupils landing on the underwear. He thickly swallows and blushes at the sight of his weeping cock hardening even more when he sees how he looks. He’s turning his head to the side. He liked it, but he was too afraid to confess. You’re behind him, watching how he reacts to your surprise. Acting like he isn’t even more turned on by the undergarments you put on him, he quietly whispers, “Y/n..this is embarrassing..” 

You smile, “oh? But you look so nice Kai,” you say sweetly. Still wearing his blue hoodie, you lift it up with one hand, feeling his tummy with the other, dragging your hand lower down on his soft skin, acting like you were going to touch his weeping cock, before pulling your hand away. He lets out a broken whimper, wanting you to touch him. “I know you like this Kai, tell me. Tell the truth.” You’re looking at him through the mirror, still seeing his reactions.

 His face flushing, wanting to see how you react, he lies. “I-I don’t..” you know he’s lying. You remove your hand from his stomach, instead rubbing it between his thighs. He holds back a mewl that’s about to come out of him as you lightly run your middle finger around the bulge of the underwear, where his base is pressing against the cloth. He sucks in a deep breath, closing his eyes. “I know you’re lying, Kai. Don’t be bad, just tell me.” 

You grab his cock suddenly, and he lets out a short yelp, before lightly moaning as you thumb over his slit, spreading his precum around the tip. His body is buckling up, moans getting louder. You let go of it, hearing a desperate whine leave his mouth. “Y/n, please…” 

Acting dumb, you ask him, “please what?”

 “Please touch me, please.” 

You press the tip of your index finger on his head, “tell me what you really think then, or you’re staying like this.” He bit his lip before confessing. “I like this. I like the way the underwear and thigh highs look and feel on me, I like the way you’re talking to me. I love it.” You giggle at his confession, before a little evil idea sparked in your head. “Jerk off, and look at yourself while you do it in the mirror. I’ll tell you when to stop, but if you come without my permission at any time, this is over.” He looks like he’s about to cry from embarrassment, “Anything but that..p-please y/n. That’s..” 

You scoff, “what? It’s what? Embarrassing? Don’t act like you don’t do it. I know when I’m gone and you can’t have me, you fuck your hand wishing it was me, don’t be shy now, pervert.” He cries at your words, knowing everything you say is true. “Come on baby, I know you want to. If you don’t, forget about me letting you fuck.” 

Finally convinced, he shakily sighs as he reaches his hand down to his cock, pushing the underwear down a little, finally wrapping his hand around it, letting out a heavy sigh as he thrusts up into his fist. “You’re so good Kai, I love good boys like you.” He whines at your words, closing his eyes as his head slowly swings back. You use your pointer fingers and thumbs to play with his cute pink nipples, loving all of his reactions. He thrusts his chest forward, moaning, “aw, you’re like a girl, you like the way I play with your tits baby?” He felt the way that sparked something in his stomach, his hand now fucking himself faster, he can only cry out, “d-don’t call them tits.” 

Smiling and whispering against his ear, “you say that, but you’re jerking yourself off more because of my words, I can see through you, you love this.” You grab his pecs now, squeezing them as if they were boobs, switching between playing with his nipples and fondling the plush skin with your hands. Seeing his eyebrows furrow down to his closed eyes as he moans, you remind him, “I said, watch yourself.” 

Kai opens his eyes almost automatically, half lidded watery eyes seeing the way his hand was moving while on his cock, his tip a dark pink and messy with precum. His thighs jiggling from the movements above them. You grab one, squeezing down. He loves the way the thigh highs look, all pressed down against his skin, sheer fabric still letting his skin underneath show. His body is shaking as he fucks into his hand, seeing the way he twitches at the action. You try not to seem bothered, yet wanting nothing but to fuck him silly until he can’t think of anything but you. 

You can tell he’s getting close, his moans getting louder, and he’s thrusting his hips up more. You see his chest start heaving before you remove his hand from his cock. He lets out a loud cry from the way you stopped him from reaching his orgasm. “P-please, please, I was so close y/n. Touch me. Touch me, touch me please.” You pretend to think for a moment, feigning consideration. He feels your hand warmth as you pretend you’re going to touch him, seeing the way his cock twitches, but instead lifting the underwear up to cover his length again. 

“hmm..no, I don’t think so.” Tears fall down his face as he bucks his hips up into nothing, wanting to cum so bad. “Shh, don’t cry baby, come over here.” You grab his hands as you take him towards your shared bed, him walking behind you, sniffling as if someone just scolded him. 

“Use this.” He gasps again, seeing what was in your hands. He stares at the baby blue round plushie you got him for his birthday. “No! You gifted me that plushie…” You start to act like you’re about to walk away. As if you were actually going to leave, it’s just you teasing him, you were way too into this to actually stop. 

Kai panicked a little, not wanting you to leave him, hands playing with the hem of his sweater, “W-wait, where are you going?” 

You stop and look up at his blushing and tear streaked face, holding his blond hair in your hands as you lower his head to give him a quick kiss, “I’m going to watch a movie in the living room, since you don’t want to listen to me. There’s a million other plushies like that, I’ll buy you another one if you care that much.” You start to take steps again, and he doesn’t want you to leave, that’s when he grabs your hand. “Don’t go…I’ll-I’ll do it.” 

Truth is, this isn’t the first time he’s done this. Sometimes he just misses you too much, they smell of you, and the need to cum wins. Not like he’d ever confess that to you. 

You smile as you kiss him, and he kisses you back with urgency, his mouth clashing against yours, not caring about kissing you properly at this very moment, just wanting to feel your warmth against him. You separate from him, seeing him chase your lips. You caress his face as you leave love bites across his neck, making sure he’s reminded of you when he looks in the mirror. He whines and pants at you marking his neck, before you leave again, going towards the bed. You point at the bed as he nods, understanding.

You sit down on the upper edge of the bed, where all your pillows are, as you see him place down the soft plushie on the bed as he positions himself on top of it. 

You use your finger to lift his chin up, making him look up at you, “move. If you want to come that is. Or you can stay like that. It’s your choice.” He nods as he slowly starts to thrust, hard cock rubbing against the cloth of the lacy underwear which was now wet from precum, and against the soft plush, like he’s done a dozen times before. “Kai…seems like you’ve done this before,” you chuckle as he blushes hard, seeing the pink travel down to his neck. 

He whines, feeling overstimulated from almost coming a little bit ago. Tears falling out of his eyes again, he’s grabbing the bed sheets hard, hands making the cloth scrunch up in his palms and fingers. His head is laying on one side of his cheek, facing to the side you were in. Eyes closed as he got off in front of you, drool leaving the side of his mouth from how much he was moaning, feeling embarrassment and pleasure in his gut. 

You’re loving this, you hold back from spreading your legs open and getting in front of his face and telling him to make you cum like this, to eat you out while he humps the gift you got for him. Instead, you watch, enjoying the way his thighs are shaking and how he’s rutting into the plush as if he was in heat. 

You slide your hand in his left one, giving him a squeeze of encouragement, he lifts his head up and looks at you with sleepy lust filled eyes and pretty, red bitten lips, mouth open dumbly as he keeps thrusting. “You’re so good Kai…such a good boy. Doing everything I tell you to, so obedient and eager to do what I ask of. Humping against the bed as if it was me. You’ve done good baby, I’ll fuck you.” 

You push him hard so he’s not fucking the plushie anymore, instead he’s now on his back, hand by his eyes as he cries, he was so close to coming again. “Y/n I need to come so bad, please, please, please, please.” You see the way he’s laid out on the bed, his baby blue sweater high up on his chest, his hard dick still restrained against the lacy underwear, thigh highs slowly rolling down his legs. He looked good enough to eat. 

“Aw, my pretty boy, you want to come that bad?” Sobbing and hiccuping now, he nods his head, arms above his head as he tightly grabs the pillows, scared that if his hands aren’t preoccupied he’ll touch himself. You start to caress his hair, licking away the tears on his skin falling from his pretty eyes. 

“You’re so pretty Kai, so cute. How does it feel to be so big and tall, and you’re being talked down to and given orders to by your girlfriend that’s nothing close to your size? Six foot tall and you’re crying and whining because your girlfriend won’t let you come, huh? Such a dumb little puppy.” He’s humiliated, sobbing and whining, each word making his dick twitch more, he grinds into the air, needing something. 

You kiss him, and his mouth is everywhere, kissing you so needily and messily as if he’s never kissed anyone before. You get up, and swiftly take off the underwear as if he was some girl, and before he could process what you’re doing, you spread your thighs open, arousal making them messy, and you quickly sit on his cock, eyes rolling back at the feeling of his thick member suddenly entering your cunny. Kai’s holding back now, jaw slack and his face screwed up in concentration from trying not to cream inside of you yet. Moaning, you fuck yourself up and down on his cock only twice, before you lower yourself down, hair falling as you whisper in his ear, “nothing will fuck me as good as you and your dick do, Kai.”

Realizing what you said, his eyes roll back as he reaches his peak, mouth open as he loudly whines and repeats the same thing over and over again. He repeats your name as if his brain went blank and was only full of you, his body shaking as he spilled his come inside you, feeling the way your walls start milking him. You continue to grind on him, chasing your own high. He hisses and cries as he feels too overwhelmed by the pleasure, “can’t-can’t take more y/n!” 

“I didn’t say you could come Kai. Isn’t this your own fault baby? You’re going to take it right? I know you can my pretty boy.” 

He says nothing in response, just dumbly nods, as he lays there and takes it like a good boy, sobbing and clenching his teeth as he feels the almost painful pleasure you’re bringing him. 

#moa #txt #txt fics #txt imagines #txt post #txt smut #txt x reader #txt x you #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt fic #txt hyuka #txt huening kai #txt kai #hueningkai hard thoughts #hueningkai x y/n #hueningkai hard hours #hueningkai smut #hueningkai x reader #hueningkai #hyuka smut #hyuka x reader #hueningkai x you #tomorrow x together #tomorrow x together smut #kai smut #hyuka hard hours #hyuka hard thoughts #hyuka

[luvkyu]

HI HI KYU! <3 could you do some hyuka x m!reader headcanons where y/n is a popular idol in another group? just how hyuka would be in a relationship with another idol n stuff? thank youu <3

idol boyfies ( huening kai )

kai x male reader

hyuka with his idol bf !!! ( im obsessed )

content : fluff, idol!kai x idol!reader

( a/n ) this is kinda short and v rushed but i hope you still enjoy :)

hyuka is literally your #1 fan :( he buys all versions of your group's albums when he can. he has a rly cute binder for you/your group's pcs that stays on his desk :]

( if he doesn't pull your photocards he likes to buy them online secretly )

there's lots of facetiming !! kai loves seeing you even if it's just over the phone for a few minutes

sometimes he'll literally be on the job when he calls :( he'll be filming something or recording something and you'll urge him to get back to his schedule but he insists he has plenty of time to talk with you for a bit

you're also v close with the rest of the boys ! kai loves how well you get along with his group and he'll often invite you to hang out when they make plans outside of work <3

they try to go to your concerts when they can ! you do the same with your members too

both yours and his fans love to see your interactions !! esp when you post on social media together

he finds it rly funny when fans refer to your relationship as just "friends"

often times he'll buy a new hoodie and wear it for a week, making sure that fans have seen it, before giving it to you so you can wear it. this is to tease fans but also just to give you a new hoodie that smells like him ( he knows you're obsessed )

there are many many spontaneous dates whenever spare time comes up in your schedules. whether it's something more fancy or just cuddling and watching a comforting movie, it doesn't matter cause it's with him <3

#kpop x male reader #male reader #txt x male reader #txt #txt x reader #hueningkai #huening kai #kai x male reader #hueningkai x reader #huening kai x reader #kai x reader #txt huening kai #txt hyuka #hyuka #txt headcanons

[kosmokai]

𝙲𝙰𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙾𝙺𝙴 ✵ 𝙷𝚄𝙴.𝙺𝙰𝙸

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙰𝙼 𝙸 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙼𝚈𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾?

𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜—

𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎.

𝙶𝙴𝙽𝚁𝙴/𝙰𝚄?

𝚂𝙼𝚄𝚃, 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍!𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚊𝚞

𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙴𝙲𝙷 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃?

𝟹,𝟺𝟸𝟷 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜

𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿!

𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎), 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕, 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠𝚜, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛��� 𝚒𝚗!!), 𝚍𝚘𝚖!𝚔𝚊𝚒, 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚎𝚡 (𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢), 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚔𝚊𝚒, 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚝, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚏 𝚒’𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚂𝙿𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴?

𝚒𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 — 𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚌𝚎

𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 — 𝚍𝚘𝚓𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚝, 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚜

𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 — 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌

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𝚠𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢.

𝚘𝚑, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚜. 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚣𝚣 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝. 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚔.

‘𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎?’ 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙, 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙? 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝— 𝚘𝚑. 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚍.

‘𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝟹𝟶 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎?’

‘𝚜𝚖𝚑, 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐??’

𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍.

‘𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜?’

‘𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢. 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜. 𝚜𝚘𝚘, 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙?’

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗, 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. “𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘? 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚖𝚜 _____ .” 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎.

“𝚞𝚑𝚑.. 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚒 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖?” 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍. “… 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎?” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. “… 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢.” 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚜.

‘𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘????’

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎.

‘𝚞𝚑.. 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠.. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚎??’

𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎? 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜. 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝, 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚊𝚢, 𝚢𝚎𝚜..!

‘𝚋𝚛𝚘, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢’

‘𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢’

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

‘𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢’

✯⋆｡‧₊˚✵˚₊‧｡⋆✯

𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝.

𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚢, 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙? 𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗, 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗, 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 .. 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎.. 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢.

𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝.

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.

𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚛, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝.

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞����𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎’𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍—

“𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘..? 𝚔𝚊𝚒?” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐? “𝚑𝚖?” 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛. “𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎?” 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. “.. 𝚢𝚎𝚜..?” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍, 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

“𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚜𝚘.. 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎?” 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚒’𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎.

“𝚢𝚎𝚊, 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎.” 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. “𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝?” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑, 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛.

“𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢. 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚎��𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗’𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚒’𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝟷𝟸 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝟷𝟶?” 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚐𝚛𝚒��𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛—

“𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝚒 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝, 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗, 𝚛𝚢𝚞𝚓𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛.” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. “𝚋𝚛𝚘. 𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚘𝚗—“

“𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛. 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.”

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𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚝. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗.. 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍’𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎-𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚗.

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍. 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢.

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… 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.

… 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎?!

𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢, 𝚛𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚖 𝚟 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚐𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜, 𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚋 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖… 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍.

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘, 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝? 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗.

‘𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚒’𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎’ 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚢, 𝚑𝚘𝚠, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 .. 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜?

“𝚑𝚎𝚢, 𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊!” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚢.

“𝚘𝚑, 𝚑𝚎𝚢!” 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜, 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚘𝚘𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚏𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍. “𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝?” “𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑.. ‘𝚝𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢.” 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢.

“𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞.” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢— 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. “𝚒’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔.” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝— 𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗.

𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖.. 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝.

𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚙.. 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 ‘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍’ 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐- 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝, 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔? 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗.

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𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗, 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛.

𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗. “𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝!” 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.

𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚍. 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗’𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚙, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏.

𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚛, 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚙.. 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗.. 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚝.

“_______!” 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏.. 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠. “𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔?” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜.

“𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚞𝚙?” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕-- 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍, 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚍 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜. “𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎, 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞?” 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍.

“𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝..?—“ “𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.” 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚍, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍? “𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊.. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚒 𝚍𝚘?”

𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜, 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜. “𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔..,” 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. “𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚓𝚞𝚗, 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝.. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐.”

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜. “𝚊𝚗𝚍?” 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐’𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍, 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢.

“𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔..?” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. “𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎, ______. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒’𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.”

𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑.

“𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜. 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎..”

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝. “𝚗𝚐𝚑, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚗𝚘?” “𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢, ______.”

𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. ��𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛, 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜.

𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑.

𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙.. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

“_____…” 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚍.

𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜.

𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎.

𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.

“𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎..” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕, 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠. “𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎..? 𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘—“ “𝚗𝚘, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝..”

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚢. 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚐𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚊.

“𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢.”

𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜. 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗.

𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚣𝚎. 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 ‘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚙!’

“𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔..” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚒’𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜. 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎-𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚝..

𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚙. 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍, 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞- 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. “𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢.”

𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝, 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚐 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢, 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘. “𝚏-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔..!” 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚐.. 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢.

𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚜, 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. “𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚑— 𝚖𝚖𝚏𝚐𝚑𝚑—“ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚒𝚐, 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚜.

“𝚖𝚖, 𝚏-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝-𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢..!” 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑, 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝.

𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚌𝚑.

𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑���𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚎.

𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝.

“𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚑, ‘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚙!’ 𝚏-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔, ‘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚙!’ 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔, ‘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚙!’ 𝚢𝚎𝚜, ‘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚙!’ 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜-𝚘 ‘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚙!’ 𝚐𝚊𝚑𝚑, 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 ‘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚙!’ 𝚖-𝚖𝚎!”

𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝. “𝚐𝚑𝚑𝚐𝚑𝚐𝚐—“ 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚝𝚞𝚋, 𝚜𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚊𝚒, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎.

𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚔𝚊𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖’𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢.

“𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚑-𝚐𝚐𝚐𝚑..!” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚝. 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛, 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛.. 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚢, 𝚗𝚎��𝚔 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍.

“𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚑𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋-𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚘-𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎, 𝚊𝚑, 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐-𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚑—!”

𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝, 𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢, 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.. 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚜.

𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. “𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝?” 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚍, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑, 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝.

“𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚢𝚎𝚜- 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊..!” 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.

“𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔.. 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢.” “𝚜𝚘-𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑, 𝚗-𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, ‘𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚢𝚞𝚔𝚊, 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚢.. 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, ‘𝚜𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎’ ‘𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢..”

𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚜. “𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢? 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜? 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑?” 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚝.

“𝚗𝚐𝚑𝚑- 𝚗𝚘, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑- 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚜-𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚒𝚐 ‘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 ‘𝚗 𝚙𝚛-𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢, ‘𝚑𝚒𝚌, 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙, 𝚠𝚊𝚗’ 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑-“ 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍, 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚔.

“𝚞𝚙. 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚗𝚘𝚠.”

𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚑𝚎’𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜?

𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝, 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏.

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🪷”What are we?” 🪷

Pairing : Huening Kai x SHY!reader

Genre : Fluff🪷

A/N : enjoy bro I wrote this omw to my soccer tournament running off monster and a family size bag of takis yum:3 )

Summary: first date with Kai! cute picnic date in the meadow with your situationship <3 he can’t help but admire you and wish you were his.

You and your situationship, Huening Kai, went on your first date! You made sure to get dolled up. You wore a baby pink soft,flowy ankle length dress. Delicate ruffles adorn the hem, giving it a sweet and feminine touch.

As you both explored the lush , warm hued meadow. The symphony of birdsong and the vibrant dance of butterflies surrounded you, creating a warm atmosphere. "Is this a good spot?" you asked. He gazed down at you, a sparkle in his eyes. "It's perfect," he responded, his admiration of the scenery evident.

After finding the ideal spot, you laid out the picnic blanket while Kai unpacked the food. He sorted the array of delicious treats and savory food on a light blue colored tray.

The sun-bathed meadow served as the perfect canvas for your picnic, the vibrant colors of nature complementing the light blue tray. The sunlight dappled through the branches, casting a warm glow on your faces as you exchanged stories about your life or updates on moments in your life.

You and Kai tried all the food you both made. He brought the sweets and you brought the savory sandwiches. “Try one of these y/n.” He reached to the tray and picked up what looked like an egg tart. The golden flaky crust and caramelized custard filling looked delicious. “Gimme.” You smiled, playfully extending your hand. Kai giggled, his laugh sounded like a soft melody. "No, open your mouth," he teased, a mischievous smile on his face. "You're gonna feed me?" you questioned, a playful yet puzzled expression gracing your features. "Yes, now say ahh," he chuckled. You ate the egg tart, carefully paying attention to the flavor. Kai’s eyes locked with yours, his expression was cute. “Good?” He questioned. You gave him a thumbs up and a wide grin. “Super good, did you make them?” You asked. “I did, I’m glad you like them y/n.” Kai said with appreciation in his voice. You reached back to the tray for another. You're gonna have to show me how to make these!" you exclaimed, savoring the last remnants of the egg tart and gently licking your fingertips. Kai chuckled, "Oh, y/n…" he murmured. "Hm?" you looked at him with curiosity. Kai let out a gentle laugh."You've got custard on your lips."

Your eyes widened, embarrassment flushing your cheeks. "Oh! I do?" you said, hurriedly reaching to wipe your lips. "Did I get it?" you asked, looking to Kai for reassurance.

Kai squinted his eyes, pretending to contemplate. "Hmm, not quite," he teased. With a playful smile, he inched his body closer to yours and lifted his thumb, carefully wiping it over your lips. “Hold on..” he whispered. As Kai's face drew closer, you could feel the warmth emanating between you. Your face heated up from how close he was to you, and you couldn't help but be captivated by the intensity in his gaze.

His thumb continued its gentle caress on your lips, and his other fingers delicately cupped your chin. In that moment, you couldn't help but notice the exquisite details of his features, the way his eyes sparkled and his facial expressions highlighted the depth of his emotions. He looked undeniably pretty, a portrait of beauty that made your heart flutter.

“Is it off?..” you asked in a shy tone. Your question lingered in the air. “You’re so gorgeous Y/n.” Kai murmured, his gaze filled with admiration. You were speechless, unsure of how to respond. "Your lips are so soft," Kai continued, his fingers gently tracing the curve of your jaw, "so beautiful .”The tension between the both of you was intense. “Can I kiss you?" he whispered, his lips dangerously close. You could feel the warmth of his breath, the anticipation hanging in the air. Caught in the moment, you breathed out, "What... what are we?"

Kai's eyes met yours, his gaze unwavering. "Whatever you want us to be," he responded.

Feeling the tension in the air, you decided to break it by pulling Kai into a warm embrace. Your head found a comfortable spot in the crook of his neck, and his hands gently tangled in your hair. "I'm sorry. I don't know how to kiss..." you admitted, a soft laugh escaping your lips. Kai pulled away from the hug, looking deeply into your eyes. “Let me show you.” He whispered. His eyes admired your face. “Please..”

Your eyes told him everything. Deep down, you wanted to kiss him too, but you just didn’t know how. You were afraid of embarrassing yourself. “I wanna make out with you so badly.” Kai breathed out, cupping your face in one of his hands.

Without warning, Kai immediately pressed his lips onto yours. Your head went fuzzy and butterflies swarmed your stomach. You melted against his touch. The simple kiss turned heated and passionate. He bit your lower lip, causing you to gasp, which he took the chance to slip his tongue in.

“Wait, wait," you pulled away, your face flushed and stunned by the unexpected action. "I'm nervous," you admitted, covering your face with your hands. Kai chuckled, finding your reaction adorable.

“That’s okay.” He gently pulled your hands away from your face. “Wanna cuddle?” He asked, a lovesick smile on his face. You smiled back and nodded.

Together, you packed the food tray back into the basket, and once everything was in order, you both laid on the picnic blanket. "We should do this more often," Kai suggested with a wink. He took your hand and brought it to his lips, leaving a soft kiss on the back of it. "Come here, in my arms," he whispered, the tranquility of nature surrounding you both. As you nuzzled into his embrace, the quiet and euphoric sounds of nature became the backdrop to your shared moment. Looking up at him, your eyes sparkled with love, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for the simple beauty of a picnic, a kiss, and the promise of more moments together.

Another A/n : bro I was in such a hurry to finish this earlier and I’m pretty sure it’s shitty 😿 lmk what u think bae feedback is MUCH EXTREMELY appreciated 💋

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💭 ׄ ︵͡ make it fit, h. kai

꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀！𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝖺𝗂 𝗇𝗀𝗅，𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗄𝖺𝗂 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀／𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗄𝖺𝗂 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽，𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾，𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗁 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗍，𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗌，𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅，𝖯𝖴𝖱𝖤 𝖥𝖨𝖫𝖳𝖧，𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾，𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖾，𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾．

[ 𝟣𝟣𝟧𝟩 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ] ❤︎︎ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ❤︎︎ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]

"𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚－ 𝗜 𝗖𝗔𝗡,𝗧－" Kai grunted, pressing your face further into the bed with his big hands, the pressure of his thick & long cock stretching you out almost painfully. Yet he was determined to make it all fit. He was just so big, his cock sopping with lewd fluids and red as if it were angry, desperate to be engulfed in your warmth.

Kai clicked his tongue as if he were disappointed but never stopped pushing his hips forward. He only had about half of his cock in your tiny pussy, yet you were already on the verge of tears.

You clutched the bedsheets as a waterfall of tears slipped down your poor puffy cheeks; you were just as desperate as Kai was to make it fit, but you weren't sure. He was just so fucking big. It hurt yet it felt so good, like ecstasy, like a drug that hazed your vision and clouded your mind.

And you just knew as soon as the rest of his inches were buried inside of you, it'd feel perfect. Like something you've been waiting for— like finally having that final piece you've been longing to feel for so long.

"Fuck, bubs, you gotta loosen up—" Kai tilted his head back, feeling how tight you were was making him hiss and groan. Your boyfriend gripped your hips, forgetting his strength and probably etching bruises into your skin, "I'm gonna fucking cum if you don't... relax, baby, p-please..."

You tried, you were so focused on making it fit. Making all of him fit. Another inch filled you up, and you could already feel his angry red tip kiss your cervix— more like stab it. You flinched and let out a sob, making Kai pause, bending forward and breathing into your neck with worry.

"You alright? Should we stop?" He whispered, kissing your shoulders and cooing. Kai was so gentle yet at the same time powerful. He sometimes forgot he was 6' and incredibly strong, almost letting all his weight pile on top of you, burning your skin with his bare chest and crimson skin.

"No— Ning, please, d-don't stop," You pleaded as another set of tears rolled down you face. Kai kissed it better; lips wet with your salty tears, eyes worried but his body so desperate for you. It was hard to stop his hips from rolling, enamored but the way your cunt took him.

"I wan' it. I wan' it so f-fucking bad!" Another inch sunk into your cunt, wet walls fluttering around him. Kai kissed your cheek again, strong hand pressed by your face and gripping the fabric of the sheets in his knuckles.

Kai's pretty nose dragged across your flushed skin, down your back as he kissed up and down your spine. He used his hand to steady you, resting on your tummy as he felt himself sink deeper and deeper... oh, so deliciously.

"Almost there, you're doing so good," Kai mumbled, resisting the urge to just thrust forward and make it all fit in one go. But he knew better than to do that; he would never intentionally hurt his baby like that.

"Just a little— little bit more to go," Kai looked down at the way his erect cock inserted into your cunt, precum wetting around his length where the last few inches lay exposed. It looked like it was dipped in elixir— like honey, sticky and beautifully shimmering.

"Feels— s' full," You spoke so lazily, a drawl of pleasure in your voice. It was hard to form sentences that made sense when he was so deep inside of you.

"I know, I know, bubs," Kai finally felt your cunt loosen, almost begging him to slot himself fully inside of you, "Holy f-fuck—"

And finally Kai was balls deep inside of you, feeling every inch of your walls envelope his cock like a perfect sleeve. Suddenly everything was right, you let out a long moan, loud enough to bounce off the walls and pleasure his ears.

"That's it, that's my good girl..." Kai tilted his head back, resisting every urge to blow, "Tell me when, okay?"

You nodded, frantically gripping and clawing at any pillow or blanket you could. Your mouth lay open, puddles of drool and tears beneath your face.

"Feels— feels good," You utter out between a breathless whimper, "Ning, m' ready for you."

Kai didn't hesitate to move, only softly with an experimental roll of his hips, instantly your cunt pulsated around him, pulling him in deeper as if you were silently begging for him. Your boyfriend groaned, bending forward to wrap his arms around your tummy, gripping you to his chest.

"Fuck, baby, can't hold back—" Kai's hips couldn't be stopped as he began fucking into you from behind, one frantic thrust after another. Soon, the sound of your soaked cunt filling and emptying of his cock was all that could be heard; apart from your endless moans and whines, that is. It was hard to breathe, Kai barely gave you time to think between each thrust, and it only got quicker and hotter from there.

"F-fuck! Ning, s-slow down!" You tried but Kai didn't listen, which a part of you loved. You loved having him like this, using you as if you were a little flesh light just for his pleasure. And paired with the tender touches and gentle coos of apologies he gave you for his almost unstoppable actions, it was heaven sent. The perfect combo.

"M' sorry, I c-can't," Kai held your stomach and pressed all his weight into your back, sticky sweaty skin rubbing together, "You feel so fucking good— fuck, fuck, I'm cumming!"

Before you could even protest (not that you could. Your brain wasn't functioning right. It felt like it was melting out your ears) Kai spilled his seed into you. Pounding into you with his nose buried in the shallow part of your neck, his own whines leaving you on the verge of cumming yourself.

You shuddered as cum filled you to the brim, leaning out in lewd globs and disgusting sounds as he rode out his exhilarating high.

"Ning— s'full, can't—"

Kai, despite the overstimulation, continued thrust his hips into you. A ring of his own cum pooling at the base of his cock as he did so. To stop his wild whines he bit into your neck, whimpering like a dog in heat as he finally felt that familiar flutter of your walls clenching around him.

And soon you were cumming too; engrossed in the pleasure as your face was swallowed by the blankets and another batch of relentless tears coated the sheets.

After a minute of silence (apart from your moans and his whimpers of pleasure) Kai bent down again, kissing the last tear that felt from your eyes, "Proud of you, baby... took me so well."

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[sugar-petals]

sub!huening kai smut a-z

hot femboy!hyuka x femdom!reader

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⛓ 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: 18+, dom/sub, inexperienced kai, toys, fetish clothing, degradation, anal + oral play, bondage, watersports, cum play, painslut kai in lingerie, slaps/spanking, past toxic hookups, orgasm control, sugar mommy!reader, impact play, thigh riding, choking

A/N: a steamy toast to the prettiest boy. ‘cause who could be better for a subby smut alphabet ♡

[ sub!idols m.list ]

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Says thank you for getting ruined like the polite boy he is — that’s hot. Lying down eventually, Kai nuzzles his face underneath your chin so you can feel his long tickling lashes against your throat. Although he thinks he might come across as a little awkward and dreamy during aftercare, Hyuka nevertheless has the confidence and maturity to always ask of you precisely what he needs to calm himself down from an intense D/s session or regular sex. And what would that be? All the snuggles.

It often winds up as a two-hour afterglow of nothing but endless cuddling and a pinch of mumbled conversation as the cherry on top. The kisses are superficial or chaste, which is cute and feels good. Superficial doesn’t mean bad: Lips are perceptively tender, after all. They pick up on slow contact the very most. That’s how you spend minutes and minutes once your breathing has become shallow. He reassures that you topped him well. The comedown is kind and relaxed in spirit, generally. He loves you so much. Complimenting him back, you tell Kai that his dreamy side is your kind of thing and he shouldn’t worry. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

Swoons for you constantly with a huge spark in his eyes. Couldn’t quite name one body part in particular when put on the spot, shrugging at the question with a confused eyebrow raise. He just likes everything about you. You look wholesome and effortlessly good to Kai: No thoughts, just love. If you were to guess for a sweet spot anyway — he has a thing for your shoulders, maybe? He likes to trace them absentmindedly pretty often. When you watch a movie, for instance. Or when you wait in line at your favorite bakery. Figures, from his tall goth bf perspective that’s the first thing he sees and feels during a back hug. And shoulders are easy to comfortably hold in any setting, private or public. He doesn’t fondle and get naughty: He’s a good boy, his comments about you are never rude.

You tell him how much you like his chic and sensual looks all the time yourself. Kai is so androgynous, a perfect balance of features. Another phone background every week, he just delivers the best selfies for his girlfriend like it’s Christmas. Knows you love his nose, plus the fingernails, his eyes, his natural hair color. Styled long and slightly wavy, of course. His most stunning hairdo, so satisfying to play with ad nauseam. You also like it when the stylists turn his face into living art, like with glossy make-up, lip tint, or super reflective eye shadow. When he shyly takes it off in the evening and washes his face, he glows just as much without it, and his cheeks are utterly kissable under the bathroom lights.

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

A goner when you look him in the eye a certain possessive way, tugging on his gorgeous black leash. Oh, you both like that one a lot, and use it often. Kai adores, needs being bound and connected to you this way, and any position will do. He’s dripping hot when he reaches an emotional climax with his bangs in his eyes, fatigued, happy, collapsing. He shakes, he cries out, it really built up so much. You never know what you’re gonna get, too. A thick and precious leaking or a thin, silky fountain producing a translucent thread on his stomach.

He’s tried a fleshlight, but he prefers his good ole’ hands, still. Which… poses a bit of a problem. Since he knows how messy it could get on the pillows, or his plushies when he doesn’t hold still — please no, not the stuffed toys! — Hyuka takes great care, for instance, not to jerk off like crazy or not to slip out of you clumsily. He shoots it deep inside of you instead whenever you take the pill, and his creampies always feel like the very best. Towels everywhere, the messiness is under control.

Because he’s that guy, he’ll suck it all out when he’s done cumming. Hyuka doesn’t like to swallow and doesn’t expect you to, either, so he’ll rub his ejaculate into a towel, right off his tongue or cock, and dutifully cleans the rest. Admittedly, you’re obsessed with this idea and feel like it would be disgusting with any other one but Hyuka unsurprisingly. He could squirt his pretty cum inside of you all the time, you wouldn’t grow tired of how juicy and arousing it is. You praise him how he gives you lots, and sometimes choke him out when he cums to make it more intense.

d = dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Behind his charming ‚pretty lil‘ thing‘ façade that loves it when you put wayside flowers in his hair… lurks a raw and lusty painslut. He’s there for you to mess him up. Spanking, pinching nipples, slapping the cheeks, or chillingly cold ice cubes down his spine. Kai has a service sub in him, too. Recline and wait for your drink and meal, watch your boyfriend scrub the floor on his knees with a revealing organza skirt on. A peach or mermaid-colored one, paired with a waist harness that’s deliciously tight. As expected, he’s strong as fuck and will put his pretty body to good use. Who knew that the sweetest boy could be so naughty for a bit of pain.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Was a little clueless in the first weeks and had to be introduced to everything that wasn’t vanilla. Learned quickly like the fantastic bottom he is, sub training is easy for him. Got impressed, too. By all the methods and techniques and toys and dynamics of femdom, amazed by the things that you could enjoy together. Because his height is quite something to work with, he liked to just starfish on his back and the habit remained. Kai has no interest in squashing you with his broad body — you prefer to be comfortable on top of him anyways. Kai listens carefully to any orders and moves in slow motion, the face tentative with questions when he wants to rearrange himself on the sheets or padded floor of your living room.

Shy as ever, he’d been too much of a scaredy cat to sleep around prior to that. He tried to have sex three times before crossing paths with you, winding up too nervous to feel like he could get it right with his respective partners. It was thrilling, awkward, strange, and overwhelming all at once. Confusing, and formulaic, too. A stoic atmosphere, pretend-rehearsed, unfocused, unlike what he imagined his first time. Kai expected chemistry and was hit with a ‚let’s get down to business and do it like everyone else‘ attitude instead. Unsettling, to say the least. It was a hotel room hurry fueled with blind obsession both times, and a spontaneous date gone bad a third time. A mismatch, he wasn’t in his element, he didn’t feel noticed at all, he left, it was discontinued. So, all in all, he had sex two times before. Kai tried his best and drew the conclusions, hoping not to dwell in blame.

Pleasing he loves to do, but an empty masturbation aid or sexbot he is not. Kai requires help and loving interaction. Fitting a condom was already a lot to handle, nor did he have any idea how to act except of course be nice. All three experiences kind of steamrolled across his self-worth and he was left to his own devices. Hence he wanted to be more deliberate with the right person in the future, whoever it may be, so he kept an open mind. Kai mostly imagined steamy get-togethers in his head since, avoiding to pursue another messy date just „to get it right“. He was looking for chemistry and was lucky. Your flirting has such a profound effect on him… Kai replays your words in his head for literal weeks. He’s glad he came across you who he can trust and look in the eye.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

Wonderboy hasn’t got one yet as he enjoys almost all of the freaky stuff you try together. Perhaps it’s him on all fours, something like that. Doggy allows for you to get your gloves on and curl one or two fingers into him. Not more, three is the limit, he’s too tight (yep, that’s so sexy) and doesn’t want you to perform some kind of straining finger acrobatics just to hit his prostate. But as far as the position goes, the ass-up ones make sense for him. Beautiful back arch, by the way. Goes without saying, though. Almost every good femboy has one.

Kai is so responsive, god. You see his lovely fingers curl when you either hit the sweet spot or leave little spanks on his supple ass cheeks. When each side of his butt looks equally flushed, you move on to peel off your gloves and cool him down with slow, downward caresses on his spine until he gets goosebumps. Without that amount of TLC, it wouldn’t be worthwhile to him. Personal attention is so important in Hyuka’s world, you don’t even know. But don’t worry… guy’s not a selfish lover. He thanks his queen for spoiling him by using that one vibrator on your clit in a comfortable supine position right until you moan your orgasm into the crook of his neck.

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Goofy in a kind and doe-eyed way. Not forced, not overdone. A practical joke that’s completely harmless at best. Huening Kai is the immaculate eye candy and pleasant conversationalist incarnate when it comes to being your company. Whenever you lay down on his big chest, Hyuka can’t help but giggle at you treating his pecs like free pillows for naps. Sometimes, his belly, too, you know what’s good. Despite his love for smart pranks, he’s not exactly the craziest class clown, but he’s also not dead serious with you, so it’s a healthy middle for this one. He is genuine, and hey— nobody laughs at your jokes more than him. You’re the funniest, wildest person in the world to your angel babe.

h = hair (how well-groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Soft and clean. God, his skin is so nice. Kai doesn’t really want to shave all the time, so he just gets laser treatments once a month. The more precarious spots, waxing, usually, although he can master a close shave anyway. All of his beauty equipment he takes good care of, your boy is diligent with all the items’ maintenance daily. Neat freak Huening Kai? Who knew, and it’s fucking sexy. He smells so good out of the shower after dancing, you can’t lie, you do wanna fuck him immediately. Though, you give him a five-minute head start in the kitchen to eat some fruit to recharge. Can’t do the do with a hungry man, can you.

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect.)

Focused on you or busy losing his mind. It’s either or. He’s more cuddly than romantic in a classic sense, the type to lay his head on your lap. Kai believes he’s not mature enough to aim for digging up the deepest feelings, nor do you expect him to. To each their own, just snuggling suits him way better than champagne and rose petals. He believes it’s better to stay sober anyway, for sex especially, and buying lots of stuff to prepare for long-winded romance hours is simply planning overload. Verbal intimacy is more important, not censoring yourselves around each other.

Staying in the moment instead of throwing around money sounds better to Kai, as does sticking to squishing his plushies, and you agree. Being spontaneous and random date nights are more fun, not nerve-wracking like a big busy holiday plan, and sexier, anyway. He amps up the feels for birthdays and festivals like Chuseok, but the general sentiment is puppy love, not formal dinner. Besides the piano music, of course, he can provide that one. An evening in the snug warm bathtub with candles does sound like it, though. Playing with foam is always entertaining. And he looks so fucking adorable.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Too carefree to tense up, too cute to be insatiable. He sees it as a lighthearted activity, though the way his body twists and bends is remarkable. How many pictures of it you have on your phone is something you lost track of. Although you have a lot of separate hobbies and interests, needless to say, he is a perfect muse for anything creative you do. And perfect to watch just because let’s be real, he’s so ethereal, who could do it like him.

Watching him get off is hot, yet fascinating at once. Especially in the mornings. Huening Kai’s cock is straight and beautifully thick, so it’s easy to wrap his big hand around loosely and deliver the most luscious of strokes. Whenever he can, your boyfriend is the type to thrive on a ruined or denied orgasm — he practices it on himself, too. That feeling of high and dry, frustrated, self-inflicted, he enjoys it like a nosy little voyeur. You have a lot of extremely explicit audios on your laptop because of all the moaning stuff he’s sending you, by the way.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

Extreme humiliation. Degrading him with words is not enough, it has to embarrass him to the core. Underneath his gentle exterior, one finds a sub of steel who craves D/s that is all about the pretty crying and breathless, but equally beautiful whining. As if he could ever sound ugly, anyway. Kai is a gorgeously vocal sub that blooms under an expert hand knowing how to pull his hair right and tight while he’s getting kicked around on the floor. Not too hard. Just punishing and effective enough. On his handsome knees is where he knows he belongs. Who knew such a sweet guy would like to be handled like this.

His recent favorite debauchery is anal play rested on his back naked with a spreader bar — hell yes — between his ankles. Destroying his perfect little hole has got to be one of the most fun and rewarding things a domme can do. On top of getting his butt split in half with a set of silicone dildos, he dabbles in being a bit of a piss pig in his imagination, as in, aimed at his stomach in the bathtub. His inner pervert thinks it’s so warm and sexy to feel, though he’s careful to suggest it to you at all and will stay clear of mentioning it should you not enjoy a practice like this. After all, he’s the one who wants to be embarrassed, not you.

And a second notable kink (and a less graphic one, for that matter): Being your sugar baby. A little obsession of his, he admits he’s a bit of a goner for being treated by you. Though, judging by what he politely asks you to buy him, he’s not the greedy type. An ice cream here. A pizza there. A plushie, the other month. And chocolate bars, sometimes. It’s more about the gesture and returning the favor later — Kai is big on bringing home your favorite snacks or gets himself a new set of delicate white lingerie that has your jaw dropping.  

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

The kitchen counter, particularly when a snowstorm or thunder rages outside. Spontaneous, post-work, and only when at least one surface is still clean. The two of you are messing around, lusty for one another in the evening. Although afterwards, both of your actual hunger isn’t forgotten. While the food still roasts in the oven, Huening Kai wraps himself around your torso for French kisses and making out like it’s no one’s business. You fucking love his body to the death. So up close, so soft. Let’s go, big boy. You love to feel him get hard inside while he leans his back against the fridge. You, grinding against his loins only with your socks and sweater still on. He can barely keep it together and needs you to guide his hands.

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Infatuation. It’s juvenile, unironically hormonal, full of amicable naiveté and big ideals: Fueled by the stuff he watched on TV growing up. He always wanted somebody who’d look out for him. Huening Kai fosters a special type of affection for you by baking and giving you sweets, his time, and sometimes, that entails his beautiful 6’0 of sexiness, too. That he’s considerate and a gift to your life is probably a pretty accurate way to put it, though.

Kai’s fluttering heart reaches quite some beats per minute whenever you stroll into the practice room after he’s done practicing late at night. So self-conscious, so shy in front of you and the other members — he’s a little typical, but that’s heart-melting. They don’t tease him, though, since he doesn’t like being put on a hot seat. Ever since they saw Kai holding his jacket over you while he got soaking wet during a heavy cold rain, they can see he’s dead serious about your relationship and wants nothing to ruin it.

The long greeting hugs that initially made the whole group jealous are now a cause for TXT going „awh“ whenever you comfort him, pick him up, or bring him a bag of take-out when he’s devastated. Or tired. Soobin calls you a real role model lately after observing you, he awards you his thumbs up 100%. They can see that Kai really loves you a lot and vice versa. Sometimes, Kai becomes exhausted from performing lots and has a motivation drop, so the members appreciate you babying him just like they do. Kai returning to his usual courteous, upbeat self is a reward on its own.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Blood. No rashes, gory lesions, cuts, lasting strokes, biting tongues, or heavy scratching. As inviting as his back is to run your nails across and down on, you thoroughly respect his wish. Despite his love for degradation,  and this might sound like a contradiction, Kai rejects the more tormenting extremes of BDSM: You won’t walk in on him watching crazy porn congruently. Kai wants his skin unscathed and the marks of biting scarce, also extending the same idea to you. No brief and brutal poundings during all non-kink sex activity, he knows you don’t like it and never nourished any desire to just rip into you mercilessly himself. He’s a sweet lover, watching out for you as excessively as you are protective of your boyfriend yourself.

The whole shebang with, say knife play or cat-o-nine tails as an example, is chiefly meant for experienced, usually slightly older subs, anyway, requiring some more years under their harnessed belts. The same goes for the unfortunate hazard of internal wounds by accident, which wholly scares Kai and prompts him to do a lot of research. You always make sure to use lube on your gloves and dildos when you toy with his pretty mouth or anus, keeping the friction to a minimum. Chapstick is a must. Prep, too.

In the same vein, he doesn’t like whipping and bondage with coarse ropes instead of satin ribbons. The discomfort is too strong. His skin is sensitive and prefers a nice, gentle femdom-ish caress over harsh materials that need larger aftercare treatment all the way. Kai likes the aesthetics of hardcore, but he wouldn’t follow through. Long story short, he leaves the rugged stuff to the advanced couples, he doesn’t need a jagged whipping. Suave kisses preferred, and he likes the seduction part.

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Balanced preference. He’s as good at sucking up your clit as he is at throwing his head back while moaning the house down, your hands on his lap. Appreciates halfway sloppy oral with consistent movements and eats you out super slowly, too. Which has you at the edge of your seat every time, it won’t get boring. Since you could look at his face 24/7, it doesn’t matter which way you go because oral will always come with a fantastic view. He is skilled with timing and nuance after some practice and getting to know your reactions, but the main characteristic of his giving and receiving style is looking very spirited and into it. How dare he look this good between your legs especially. And his lips — wow.

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Medium, high and intense on the occasion, but not abrasively so. Kai doesn’t like to thrust so hard nor does he want to get fucked really violently. It would be the exact same if he had a male dom; hard sex is not your angel’s cup of tea. It’s like playing the piano: Prudence makes the better piece. In fact, going way too raw scares him a lot, and he lets you know two weeks into your relationship already. Communication: A+.

Glued together in bed under his favorite, fluffy lilac duvet, gyrating hip on hip, chest to chest: Sounds more like it. Frottage is kind of his thing, by the way. He is equally amazed by your body, thinks it’s incredible and mindblowing. Whenever you stay like that for a long time, it’s like a sauna for free. His sweat is amazing, too. It doesn’t really smell, and it’s more gradual rather than being runny. Kai is well-hydrated and decently athletic, making out is his calling.

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Kai is the most touchable boyfriend on Earth, so having a quickie naturally just won’t do. Wasted opportunities, not enough tender love, too much chaos. Huening Kai hates a hit-and-run or wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am mindset as a whole. Hooking up college style has been on his no-go list way before you dated, reaffirmed by his not-so-perfect sexual experiences in various hotel rooms. Your chemistry is just too closely affectionate, too familiar and mutually intertwined to fuck the shit out of each other in a heartbeat. It has to be full of life, a loving embrace, between reading a book and making music.

Even if you possessively guide him to the next best corner by wrapping that sexy signature slim grey tie around your fist, your back and forth goes on far too long to count as a 4-minute romp. It mellows out every time. His opinion is, it’s alright to get carried away with sex, „and hey — it’s with you!“ — you like this kind of approach yourself, loving to build up on pleasure so your orgasms will be strong and passionate. Rather than being too goal-oriented, you love to trail off, get distracted by twirling his hair, licking his chest and arms, or using toys at random to test things out.

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Moderate to — sort of — high risk. But nothing that could result in any type of open injury. A bruise is fine, so are light hickeys, or a reasonably reddened butt. That lovely apple bottom of his, as you say every so often. He’s open to hard domination that involves a power imbalance, that’s no big deal. You are his queen, he worships you, snakes his body around you to kiss his your limbs from every angle. Do we smell a tinge of subby contortionism there? Yes, we do… He can do the splits, right. The possibilities.

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Going by some very apologetic-sounding text messages sent from work, Huening Kai thinks he’s lousy. Incomplete, in his words. He hates that he can peak within minutes flat when you go for the backshots, though you take it as a compliment. At the end of the day, you can make him feel good and get lots and lots of his cum. You can reward him, and you can make his face go ahegao… because that’s how. It’s fucking sexy to watch in a mirror. Kai always goes several extra miles so the foreplay balances it out. When he’s already done, he uses his hands and mouth to get you off. What’s not to like — your boyfriend might like lazy wake-up cuddles, but lazy with pleasing he’s not. You get your morning head almost ritually to the point where he needs to heat the breakfast and tea again.

Nevertheless, since he looks up to you more than you could ever know, he aspires to become more steady and stable like he says you are. Big aspirations, he wants to keep it up for more than 25 minutes. You tell your gem not to force his body to last or make it painful for himself to the point where it deducts from your mutual enjoyment. Kai experiments with the thought of using actual viagra at one point, but quickly realizes it doesn’t suit him. No cutting corners, no pills, no shenanigans.

Instead, he reminds himself that there are so many different ways to focus the pleasure on you. You riding his thigh and only brushing against his pretty cock with your palm every other minute does the trick. Especially when he keeps his briefs on, straining against the white cotton. It’s all consistent with how Kai views sex as per usual, not liking messy speeds. Edging and cockwarming lite is entirely up his alley, you tell him, and he immediately agrees once you explained those terms to him. „You got me all figured out!“ — „You’re my guy… of course I have.“

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Some toys. Vibrators, nipple clamps. You actually own more handy items, mostly to run on him but also a decent amount of toys that give special attention to your clit. When he’s touring and you watch him on your tablet, either performing or chatting with you in real-time, you like to masturbate somewhat casually — until he turns up the heat and takes his shirt off. He’s no less horny, and sad on top of that, whimpering into his hotel pillow every night he’s not with you. Yeonjun once told you behind closed doors that Kai is pretty much withering away without your presence and hasn’t once looked at someone else with sexual, wandering eyes. This shit is serious. Kai gets a remote-controlled butt plug for his birthday that you can activate with your phone, I’m telling you.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

More than fair. Might have the uncanny ability to look sassy in promo pictures and entertain his members with jokes, but Kai has actual zero brat potential, just pure dorkiness. Recently, he jokes how he’s proud of being your trusty boy toy and it makes you chuckle, kissing his cheek in return — because he is, and even more than that. You regularly step on Kai and he craves it, the absolute living slut for degradation. It’s a thrill, he loves to experiment, but he has no reason to tease. He’s too sexy to ever need it. Catching your eye is easy.

Though he understands that humiliation has a way of working if the sub, often when play begins, feigns an ego or attitude and talks back a lot, his view is that it should be more about masochism and breaking down his dignity sexually „because it’s hotter!“ — so there you have it, he’s the obedient type. Long as it stays a mind game, it’s shocking how far Kai is able to go psychologically because he otherwise isn’t a big fan of uncouth behavior or tough love. Kai’s 18+ side is mysteriously surprising and volatile sometimes as he likes to finds his pain’s limit. In his eyes, annoying one’s dom or domme is for subs who don’t have respect. Cutting to the chase and being a professional is better.

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Super soft fairy moans like a cloud to sink into. No raspy groans or growls, it’s all very delicate. Such a fascinating trait of him given how such a lovely voice comes out of such a tall, immense body. Gradually, he gets louder and louder as play or sex goes on, and to say his innocent reactions are rewarding is a gross understatement. Kai is the type to helplessly whisper in your ear how much you fluster him, that he’s going insane, it’s beyond sexy to hear. He moans so much about wanting to do everything for you. He can be cheeky (as in, flashing his booty, that is), but he does as you say when the command comes. He finds the classic femdom hand signals helpful, the ones that indicate the sub which position to assume, how to act, what to say.

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Ever since you talked about latex and BDSM-inspired fashion, he’s been interested in trying on various fetish gear. That idea lives in his mind perpetually after you showed him some pictures of quality harnesses. Not too frail ones, it has to be large and substantial enough. Both fashionable and decorative, actually. He knows a lot of that stuff from what TXT are wearing in photoshoots, so he’s familiar with some aspects of it. Needless to say, he looks good in everything. Kai being a present to unwrap is just as steamy as him staying half-clothed with some bits of teasing skin to peek through. His stomach, his arms, or legs, you know the deal. His recent thing is donning his maid costume, which teases you immensely with his exposed, godly legs.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Extremely sensitive pink balls. Even the slightest intentional contact with your lips, teeth, nose, or breath makes Huening Kai yelp out loud. Such a taboo spot for teeth increases the temptation of it. How soft, round, and plump this pretty spot is. You love to use your fingers and lube on them at your pleasure. They have that gentle scent, you could pucker your lips and slurp on them for minutes, completely obsessed with how perfect they are. At the expense of having him scream and seeing his legs twitch, no-brainer. He’s well-shaved, nor does he grow much hair there to begin with. Coming home from a music show, he always showers first before you can even touch him. „Wait, I’m disgusting, just a minute“ — and off he goes to the bathroom. He’s meticulously clean. And hell yeah: His dick got a nice fucking shape to it.

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not to sound cheesy — to be honest, he’s always ready for some action. If you think bighit, he’s the opposite of Suga. The experienced, sometimes fully tired Yoongi takes his time to get going, lets nobody hop on his lap in the studio, and depends on his mood entirely. Cat person incarnate, everything at his own pace. Sex? It’s pretty common in society, it’s a set of activities, it’s another break when he produces. The goal is always the same, getting off, it’s a way of loving physically, it gets its place in the daily schedule, et cetera, and so on, he’s got his own philosophy, he’s a thinker. Hyuka on the other hand…

Is blue-eyed and would never conceptualize sex like this. Mood doesn’t matter when he can always warm up to your kisses. Sex is special, it holds deeper meaning and emotional value. Your pace is his pace. You initiate, he adapts. Like a pup, Hyuka will grind up against your hips in no time and jump at the prospect of sneaking off into the sheets. There’s novelty and an element of surprise, he yearns a lot at work.

His fellow members catch him daydreaming all the time, but he won’t kiss and tell. Everybody knows the maknae thinks about you anyway. The way he crushed on you was fucking crazy, the entire company saw how lovesick he was walking around. A very lightheaded Kai almost thought he’d faint and dramatically plunge into another reality when you asked him out on a mere ice cream date. All he could do was nod his head with a pulse above 120, put on his best preppy little outfit, and run to the hairstylist instantly.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

Eyes half-closed, cuddling and caressing has a higher priority to Huening Kai than leaving you to your own devices. A light sleeper anyways, he hardly dozes off. Some people need space, some need sleep, others need a bath — Kai is more about the immediate hugs and warmth, and most definitely getting covered up. He doesn’t like staying nude and sticky, so dressing back up in oversized sweaters or shirts sounds like a better idea. A heated blanket during winter is a must, and from there, you can both doze off until you remember to brush your teeth.

Sometimes, you crawl back out from your little comfy love cave somewhere around 11:45 PM, handle business in the bathroom, and go back to sleep, hoping to rest like this forever. His tight schedule prevents that, though you still try to gather those hours like a quest. Kai is the cutie on duty, he works diligently so he can come home as early as possible. If not, you can visit your cuddle bug during practice, recordings, or photoshoots to your liking, or the dorm where you can sleep spooning during tender hours of rest where you warm each other on the couch.

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[bluhourz]

when he asks you out

idol!reader

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"Okay, good work everyone! Let's take a break for 30 minutes. We can monitor the takes when we get back."

"Thank you!" you and your members echoed as your choreographer smiled at you.

You just finished practicing your newest comeback's choreography. Your group debuted a few months ago and this was your first comeback. You loved your choreographer and she always made sure your group had challenging but catchy choreos. You and your members relaxed and spread out in the practice room. Your leader went to talk to your manager and the younger members sat down on the floor.

"I'm just going to get a drink from outside," you quickly told them as you jogged out of the door.

You slipped out of the room and instantly heard Good Boy Gone Bad blasting from the practice room across from yours. You knew TXT often used that room to practice. You smiled and bobbed your head along as your started walking through Hybe's corridors. You passed a few sunbaenims and staff members. Bowing politely at everyone you made your way to the vending machine. Luckily no one was there and you could quickly buy the flavour you liked. Smiling happily you sipped on your drink and started making your way back.

As you were getting closer you saw what seemed to be Beomgyu poking his head out of their practice room. He disappeared quickly before suddenly the door burst open. Heuning Kai startled you as he was seemingly shoved out. The door slammed behind him and you swore you heard some laughter. You jumped back and looked at him with big eyes. Heuning Kai slowly turned and faced you with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Hello," he bowed as he greeted you.

"Hello sunbaenim," you bowed and blushed as he looked at you.

There was a few seconds of awkward silence before he spoke again.

"Are you busy with practice?" he said and gestured to your practice room.

"Ah, yes, we're preparing to film the dance practice video soon," you smiled lightly, trying to stay calm.

"I see," he giggled nervously, "Well good luck. Fighting!"

You nearly melted at his cute expression and the small voice he spoke with. But quickly composing yourself you replied.

"Thank you!" you bowed again, "Fighting!"

You tried to hurry past him quickly feeling slightly embarrassed at the interaction with your TXT bias. Just as you went to reach for the door handle he spoke again.

"Wait, Y/N-shi," he rushed out, "I have something to ask you."

You stayed silent as you turned to face him again. Your eyes looked at him expectingly. Heuning Kai was red in the face and his voice shook when he asked his question. You have never seen someone this nervous.

"Wanna, like- I mean, if you're not busy... we could get lunch after practice? Or even just coffee if you don't have a lot of time?"

For a few seconds your world froze. He wanted to go out? With you? Why on earth would he ask you out? Was he interested in you? The questions swirled around in your head.

You were sure your face mirrored his. All you could manage was a very small 'yes'.

Almost simultaneously our faces broke out into soft smiles and nervous eyes at the possibilities ahead of you.

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[harmonicakai]

The Only Exception

Part 1 of the "Anyone Else But You" series

Pairing: Huening Kai x Reader

Summary: It's starting to feel like you're the only person in the world that Huening Kai isn't best friends with, and you're determined to figure out why.

Tropes: enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, mutual pining, fluff, angst

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: swearing, mentions of sex (mdni), reader has an inferiority complex

“I never had a doubt that  You would come through I always adored you  I always ignored you” —The Prince of the Hanging Gardens, Beatenberg

If there were any reason for Huening Kai to dislike you, you had no clue as to what it was. The two of you would get along perfectly fine on paper, but despite you and Yeonjun being best friends for over a year now, his roommate has never warmed up to you.

He isn’t like this with anyone else. Kai bounces from stranger to stranger, laughing and chatting away as if he’s known them for years. With you, he won’t even look you in the eye or mutter more than a few words.

For Yeonjun’s birthday party last month, you baked him a cake from scratch. It was a smash hit with the guests, but when Kai sang praises and asked around for who made it, you could tell he was disappointed that it had been you. 

“Oh, Y/N. It was good,” he said, offering a weak thumbs up and declining to say anything else. You’d been watching him in deep conversation with every other person at the party, his obnoxiously loud laugh interrupting some of your own chats every so often. So why did he never have anything to say to you?

It’s not a big deal that he doesn’t like you. Really. He almost never comes out of his room when you’re around, so there’s not many opportunities for things to be awkward. At least until this morning.

You’ve got breakfast plans with Yeonjun at Seoul’s hottest new café, and even he can’t get a reservation. So, that means lining up with the rest of the city before the sun’s even risen.

You tiptoe around the apartment so you don’t somehow wake up Kai. The last thing you need is for another reason to hate you to be added to his list.

Sitting at the kitchen table to drink your first coffee of the day, you can hear the soft sound of the shower running. Great, you think to yourself. Yeonjun’s barely started getting ready and you’ll most definitely be last in line now.

While you’re scrolling on your phone to find less popular alternatives, a creak in the floorboards catches your attention. You look up to see a barefoot girl with messy hair and a short dress attempting to sneak out.

When you catch her eye, she looks like a deer in the headlights. No doubt one of Yeonjun’s many conquests from his latest excursion to the club, this doesn’t faze you. 

That’s what you think until Kai pops his head out of his bedroom.

“Hey, wait,” Kai’s hushed voice calls. He steps out in his boxers and a t-shirt, the girl still too stunned to speak. In his hands are a small wad of lacy fabric—her underwear. “Don’t forget these.”

He flashes a perfect, pearly-white smile at her before pulling her in for a much-too-long kiss. The crazed look in her eyes afterward tells him that something is wrong. 

When he glances over to the kitchen table and meets your gaze, his smile drops.

“Get out,” he tells her, his mood shifting somewhere between embarrassment and anger.

“Are we still on for Saturday night?” she asks, making you think that Kai must’ve really liked her to make plans to see her again.

“No. Get out,” he says again through clenched teeth, refusing to look away from you. She scrambles out the front door without another word.

Kai’s mouth twitches, as if he’s finally going to lay into you, but instead he presses his lips together and turns away. His bedroom door slams behind him.

Half of you is used to Kai treating you like this. The other half wonders if maybe you were as pretty as she was, he would be nicer. Suddenly, you don’t feel like getting breakfast anymore.

By the time Kai comes back out of his room, fully dressed and finally calm, you’ve already left. 

He sits down, your coffee abandoned on the table, nearly full with lipstick smudged across the lid. He lifts the paper cup, inhaling the coffee’s sweet aroma, and takes a sip. It’s cold now.

—————-

It was your job on the styling team at HYBE that introduced you to the boys. You had just graduated college and moved to Seoul, and fashion was the only way you could really express yourself.

Instantly, Yeonjun noticed how shy you were and took it upon himself to bring you out of your shell. Now, the two of you are inseparable. 

“Where the hell were you the other day?” he asks as you organize clothing onto racks. You’re not even dressing him today, but he’s hunted you down in the building like a bloodhound. A hairstylist trails him and attempts to put his bangs in a roller. “I woke up at the crack of dawn for nothing.”

“Um,” you start, looking over your shoulder. You lock eyes with him and then gesture towards the hairstylist, now clipping in lime green extensions. 

“Hey, could you give us some privacy?” he asks, although it’s clearly more of a command. They nod and walk away, leaving Yeonjun with a half-done head of hair. 

“You look ridiculous.”

“And you’re acting ridiculous. Since when do you stand me up?” Yeonjun pouts.

“Stand you up? You’re not my boyfriend,” you scoff.

“You wish I were,” he quips back. You roll your eyes. Not in a million years would you be each other’s ideal types.

“Shut up, Jun,” you say, walking towards the storage closet to grab a steamer. He follows.

“Okay, I’m sorry. I’ll stop busting your balls. Just tell me what’s going on.”

“It’s Huening Kai. I sort of… walked in on him… with a girl.” Yeonjun’s eyes go wide.

“Holy shit. Like they were in the act? Please tell me this wasn’t on the couch or in the kitchen or—”

“No, ew. She was just on her way out.” Now he’s rolling his eyes at you.

“Come on, Y/N! Why’s that such a big deal? He has girls over all the time.” The last statement makes Yeonjun stop himself and regroup. “Well, I mean, every once in a while. Look, what I’m trying to say is that Huening isn’t a virgin, okay?”

“This is the first I’ve seen or heard of any of this,” you state. The only Huening Kai that you really knew was the innocent maknae role that he played up for the cameras. Plus, you figured with how often you were over, you would’ve noticed another girl at least once.

“Well, we try to not talk about our sex lives around you too much.” That’s a lie. Yeonjun loves talking about his sex life.

“Thanks, I guess? Is that because I’m a girl?”

“No,” he replies. “It’s because Hyuka asked us not to.”

You raise an eyebrow. “And why would he do that?”

“I don’t know. I don’t care. So what was so bad about seeing him with some girl?”

You don’t really know how to put your feelings into words. Your hesitation makes a sly grin spread across Yeonjun’s face.

“Y/N… you’re not jealous, are you?”

“Oh my god, no! I’m just… confused, I guess. I kind of figured that he wasn’t very good with girls, considering that he never wants to have a conversation with me.”

“Trust me, Huening is very different when he’s had a few drinks. You’d know that if you ever went out with us.”

“You know clubs aren’t really my thing.”

“They could be. Come on, we’re going out tomorrow night. Why don’t you wear this?”

He pulls a sparkly black dress from the rack, a rejected look that you pulled for one of Le Sserafim's performances. Its straps criss cross over an open back, showing way more skin than you’re comfortable with. 

“You know I can’t take anything from here. Besides, what’s wrong with my own clothes?” 

Yeonjun looks you up and down. Today, you’re wearing a maxi skirt, button down, sweater vest, and your glasses. Okay, maybe it’s serving grandma-chic, but you like it.

“Y/N, you are so adorable. Really, just the cutest. But at the club, the goal is to be sexy. I’m sure under all of those layers, you’re super hot. Hot enough for Huening to bring home next.” 

He says the last sentence with a wink and your ears suddenly feel hot. You get the feeling he’s not going to take no for an answer.

“I’ll think about it,” you say, snatching the dress out of his hands. “But if I go, it’ll only be for an hour, tops. And it has nothing to do with Kai, okay?”

“Whatever. Just don’t forget to make me the best man when the two of you get married, alright?”

“I hate you.”

“I know,” he muses, planting a kiss on your cheek and strutting away.

—————-

At the end of the work day, your feet ache and all you want is to get home and take a nice bubble bath. 

A sudden change in concept meant that you had spent several hours past when you were scheduled to leave, calling designers in order to secure samples for NewJeans to wear in an upcoming music video.

Trudging into the elevator, you let your eyes drift shut as you lean against the wall.

“Hey, wait!” someone’s voice calls, sounding eerily familiar. Your eyes shoot open. A hand shoves itself in between the closing doors, opening them back up. 

Huening Kai slips in, sweaty and out of breath. Despite seeing him just a few days ago, his hair has changed from jet black to a dirty blond. 

You glance at your watch. Is this really the hour that idols tend to go home?

He checks to see that the ground floor button has been pressed and stands facing the doors. Either he hasn’t noticed you or is choosing to ignore you.

“Hi, Kai,” you say, contempt in your voice. If he won’t acknowledge you on his own, you’ll make him.

Kai turns around slowly to face you, his expression completely blank. “Oh, hi, Y/N. I didn’t know it was you.”

Sure, he didn’t. There’s still twelve floors to go, and it’s going to be a long way down.

It’s silent until floor seven, in which Hana from makeup steps in. Her hands are full of Olen’s latest release. How many colored contacts does one group need?

“Hi, Hana! Long time no see,” Kai says, bowing his head slightly. Hana’s much older than the two of you, so it’s hard to gauge whether that makes her easier to talk to or he just happens to have a thing for age gaps. For your sanity, you decide it’s the former.

“Hi, Kai! And Y/N, I almost didn’t see you there!” Go figure. You’re invisible to everyone. “Are you two headed somewhere?”

“No, we just happened to get in at the same time. Nice coincidence, though, right?” he says, much happier now than when it was just the two of you. “It’s so great that we ran into each other! Are you done for the day, too?”

“Oh, no! I still have lots of work to do, but you two have fun with your night. You’re both so young,” she laughs, stepping out onto the fourth floor. “And by the way, you would look very good together.”

When the doors shut, it’s silent again. You’re so close to the lobby now.

Except the numbers stop counting down. Kai looks up from picking at his cuticles and shoots you a knowing look. It’s stuck at three.

“That’s not good,” he says, although he doesn’t seem as worried as you. How can he stay so calm right now?

You press the emergency button and the line buzzes before connecting. The sound is muffled.

“Can anybody hear me?” you say into the mic. More incoherent noises reply back. “Hello? We’re stuck in an elevator in HYBE’s east wing. Please, send help!”

The line goes dead. You’re going to cry. You’re trapped in an elevator with the person who dislikes you most and now you’re going to cry in front of him.

You clench your fists and squeeze your eyes shut as hot tears begin to stream down your face.

“Y/N,” Kai asks, his voice soft. You’re too busy trying to steady your breathing to hear him. He places a hand on your shoulder. “Y/N, are you okay?”

 “No, I’m not okay! I just want to go home!” you snap at him, your voice trembling. “I’m tired and it’s been a long day and now I’m stuck here with you and I—I just can’t believe this!” 

Kai takes a step back. Even through your tears, you can see that you’ve hurt his feelings. He stares at his feet. “I’m sorry. I don’t want you to be upset.”

His words make you choke up even more, like you’re somehow the villain. You crouch down to hug your knees. He kneels next to you and places a hand on your back.

Maybe you’re overreacting. Maybe he doesn’t hate you. Or, maybe, he just feels really bad for you this one time and has decided to be nice.

“Y/N,” he says again. You raise your head and look at him with puffy eyes. The sight of his face, so full of worry, makes you cry even harder. What the hell is going on? Who is this guy and what has he done with the Huening Kai who can’t stand to even be in the same room as you?

Kai’s hands find yours and bring you to your feet. Before you can say anything, he’s wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a hug. You bury your face in his chest as one of his hands smooths your hair. 

His body is warm, his heartbeat strong and steady. Yours slowly begins to match its pace. As you breathe in and out, you notice that he smells like freshly brewed black tea and ripe peaches in the summertime.

You’re so relaxed now that you don’t notice that the elevator has started to descend again. A ding attempts to tell you that you’ve reached the lobby, but it’s too late.

“Holy shit,” Yeonjun laughs from the other side of the doorway. Has he been waiting here the whole time? “Y/N? Kai? I fucking knew it!”

Kai immediately pulls away from you and exits, his hands shoved deep in his pockets as he speedwalks towards the building’s front doors without so much as a goodbye. 

Yeonjun does a double take, eyeing your red eyes and smudged mascara. He sits you down on a bench and places a hand on your shoulder. “What happened?”

“Ask him,” you mutter, crossing your arms. “You guys live together.”

“Will do,” he concedes. “Do you want me to walk you home?”

“I’m fine,” you say, although that’s debatable. “Really, you’re good to go.”

Yeonjun sighs, knowing that something’s clearly bothering you, but he’s already learned his lesson when it comes to pressing you on certain matters.

“Well, goodnight, then.” He pulls you into a hug and ruffles your hair before getting up. “I love you. Call me on your walk if you need to, or at least text me whenever you get home.”

And just like that, he’s gone and you’re left all alone. Tomorrow is sure going to be something, you think to yourself.

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Lessons ❣️

Yeonjun x Fem!Reader x Huengingkai

(Kinda poly relationship)

Warnings: smut! Inexperienced hyuka, sex, oral(all three receiving?) Dom! Yeonjun, ddlg, slight boy x boy?

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While you were technically Yeonjun’s girlfriend, you sort of became Kai’s as well. Yeonjun was happy to share you with his younger friend and although you weren’t very intimate with him, you still loved Kai. He was very sweet and cute.

Being the older friend, Yeonjun wanted to show his inexperienced friend; how to be intimate. How to properly please you.

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Kai looked at you nervously as he rubbed your cheek. You were on your knees and between his legs. His pants were gone but he still wore a pair of blue boxers. You only looked at him with big doe eyes.

Truthfully, you’ve only ever been intimate with Yeonjun. So you weren’t that experienced yourself. But you were excited to please the other.

You were already down to your bra and panties, and your beautiful body had the younger man drooling. The way your panties hugged your waist, giving you a lovely curvaceous body. You’ve always been insecure about it. But once you met the two men, that instantly faded away. They loved it.

“Don’t be so shy.” Yeonjun said while smiling reassuringly at his friend.

“Daddy, can I do it now?” You asked Yeonjun sweetly. “I wanna touch~”

“Yes baby.”

The younger man tensed up as you lowered his boxers, making you pause before proceeding.

“It’s okay.” You said with a reassuring smile. “I’ll be gentle.”

Kai blushed and sat back as you started.

You gave little kitten licks, teasing his twitching cock by moving your hand slowly along the length.

“A-agh y/n…” he whimpered, grabbing onto your hair as you slowly took in his whole length.

You didn’t move much, only slowly moving up his length, sucking on the tip while moving your hand along his thighs.

“Go faster, babygirl.” Yeonjun said sternly while stilling next to his friend. “We need to keep our boy feeling good.

Kai gasped as you bobbed you head even faster, making some noises to turn him on even more. He lightly bucked his hips although tried controlling himself.

The man let out breathy moans, closing his eyes as you really deepthroated him.

“Fuck her throat.” Yeonjun whispered in his ear suddenly while putting his hand over Kai’s that was holding your head. “Use her filthy mouth.”

Kai hesitated before Yeonjun helped move his hand.

You gagged as he fucked your throat with your eyes rolled back.

“O-ohmygod—!” Kai yelled out as he went harder. This was the best feeling ever, and the moments he could look down, he was reeling over your fucked out face.

“Cum on her face.” Yeonjun commanded and he did so without hesitation.

The younger man found himself breathless as he tried to regain composure. But that moment was euphoric and he needed more.

“I-I-… more…”

“She’ll give you more, don’t worry.”

“Baby did good?” You asked while moving some cum from your chin to your mouth with your finger.

“Yes babygirl.” Yeonjun smirked. He couldn’t help rubbing himself over his boxers while looking at your filthy state. “Such a good girl deserves a reward. “Right Kai?”

The man only mindlessly nodded, he just wanted to be inside of you again. He was aroused and desperate.

You laid down on the couch, watching as Kai removed his shirt and crawled over you to kiss your lips and grope your breasts. You moaned as yeonjun moved his fingers under your panties and rub your clit.

Kai ate up your moans as he sloppily made out with you. He pushed your bra down before moving to suck the nipple of your left breast. He’s always wanted to touch your breasts and you’d probably let him, but he was always too nervous to do it.

Again, Kai was painfully hard and he reached down to remove your panties.

Yeonjun moved to your head, rubbing your cheek as Kai teased your hole with his cock.

“”What do you want, babygirl?”

“I-I want-!” You gasped as Kai slowly inserted the tip. “Fuck! I want his cock~”

“Are you gonna let him know that?” Yeonjun teased as he pulled off his boxers. “Our boy needs to know.”

“F-fuck-!” You moaned with your back arched and he slowly moved. “I-I want your cock! I-I want you to fuck me! Fuck me!”

Yeonjun was amused by your begging and gave his friend a look, indicating for him to continue.

You nearly cried out as Kai fully entered. He wasn’t even moving but your tight walls had him grunting. Oh he loved the feeling.

He was quick to start thrusting, letting nature take over as If he’s done this all his life. You whined at how fast he was going. It made your breast bounce and eyes roll back.

Meanwhile Yeonjun was rubbing his length, moving it next to your cheek to let the pre cum touch you.

Without another thought, you turned your head and sucked on it. It was just the tip and very slow. Yeonjun held your hair with one hand while throwing his head back in pleasure.

“Fuck…” he gasped. “You always know how to please me—…”

It wasn’t long before yeonjun was fucking your throat. He loved how obedient you were and you loved being fully stuffed. You couldn’t have imagined it better. Every moan and whimper was muffled by yeonjun’s cock.

Yeonjun soon let go of your head and you practically when cross eyed as the other man hit that sweet spot over and over.

“You better fuckin swallow it, princess.”

Just as he’s taught you, you stick out your tongue to show him, a bit of the substance dripping out of the side.

“Fuck— so good—” you whimpered, voice getting more breathy by the minute. “Kai- fuck- Agh! Ah! Fuck!”

The younger man’s thrusts became sloppier, and his grunts turned to whiny moans. He pulled out when you came, watching as your cum leaked out which in turn, made him cum on your stomach.

You let out a big moan with your back arched when you came. It was all so much.

His first ever orgasm. It felt so very amazing.

You could barely hear his voice as you felt yourself on another plain of existence. When he released, you swallowed and he pulled out to check.

Kai still wasn’t down from his high and his older friend went to him, petting his hair.

“Lastly, you need to clean up our little girl.” He smirked. “Cant just leave her a mess like that.”

Kai only nodded as he lowered himself to eye level with your sopping wetness.

You nearly screamed when he suddenly licked it, the overstimulation making you twitch.

“You need to do more than that, boy.” Yeonjun laugh deviously before grabbing his head and pushing his face straight to your cunt.

He was caught of guard but quickly got the message as he mercilessly ate you out. Yeonjun held his head in place, listening as he made the most lewd groans as slurping noises.

You? Well you were a mess. The overwhelming feeling had you seeing stars as you were completely drunk on sex. Nothing you said made any sense. Only words slurred together to make incoherent sentences. You tried to reach down to grab him but yeonjun slapped your hand away.

Kai was merciless as he was pussy drunk, only getting more excited when you came again. You screamed and squirmed as he licked up all your essance.

“Good girl.” Yeonjun praised as he let Kai finally move back. His vision was glassy as he panted like a dog.

The younger man sat back again and only stared as yeonjun traced his fingers along your chest to your throat. You were completely fucked out and mindlessly let him slip his fingers past your lips and sucked on them.

Once satisfied, he went back to Kai to examine him.

Yeonjun loved his friend’s expression as he gave him a kiss on the cheek, then whispering in his ear. “Good boy.”

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