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midmourn · 6 months

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accidentally revealing your relationship

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

reposting from my old blog.

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summary one of you accidentally reveal your relationship.

Mark. the poor boy had a picture of you and him as his homescreen. yeah, not his smartest choice. he was on vlive and was showing fans something on his phone and he completely forgot about his homescreen and clicked off. "so yeah there's the proof that haechan threatened me," he giggled, pressing his home button to get off the messages, screen still facing the camera for a second. it was just long enough that people were able to see what it was. he squinted at the comments, tilting his head, "what do you guys-- oh." he backed up slightly in shock, eyes widening at the camera before hurriedly turning off the vlive. he stared down at the floor silently before looking up at the manager behind the camera, "oops."

Renjun. so technically it wasn't his fault! literally no one told yall they would be going on vlive and so ... the boys were in their dressing room and unluckily yall happened to be right in the corner of the camera frame ... you reached up to give renjun a kiss on the cheek, and the camera managed to catch that and renjun's face but not your face!! yeah no one knew until the comments started exploding about the unknown person giving renjun a kiss and the boys knew it could only be you. and as always, screamed loudly to get your attention before turning off the live. you and renjun about almost killed them for not telling you or being more careful.

Jeno. okay so you were on your way to sm company to give him his lunch bc he was practicing alone. you texted him that you were there and were on your way up but literally before you could even get in the building, he was already opening the doors and meeting you halfway. “i told you—“ he ignored your words, pulling you in by your jacket to press a kiss on your lips. as always, there are literally fans or outsiders outside of sm’s building at all times. and of course they took pictures and videos and uploaded it to sns immediately. it wasn’t until you pulled away that he realized what he did. “oh.” “yeah, oh,” you mocked, pushing him into the building as you glared at him. “congratulations, our relationship is now public.” “sorry,” but he didn’t seem sorry at all, if the grin on his face was saying anything.

Haechan. haechan … is a very obvious person. he would only compliment you when your group was miraculously brought up(probably also by him) and only sing/rap your parts of your songs. it didn’t help the fact that fans were already suspicious because you two were seen at the same place at different times and you frequently stole some of his clothes and wore it out. BUT! it’s only when he reads a comment about you outloud(“y/n from y/g complimented your vocals!!”) and he says, “yeah, y/n is a very nice partn—“ and cuts himself off before he can finish the word, eyes wide as he stares at the camera. “they’re a very nice, nice— um, idol. i’ve got to go practice, bye!” but like i said, he’s very obvious and fans heard him say the romantic word~~ oops.

Jaemin. it’s no secret that jaemin is a huge fan of having matching couple items, like with his members and especially you— since you’re, you know, a couple and all. his personal favorite was your custom made matching necklaces, so you wore it everywhere. unfortunately, seeing as the owner had no idea of anything concerning you two, when fans asked about your necklace to buy it, he said a young man came in and had it custom ordered. fans put two and two together and … boom. rumors were made up and since it really blew up, your companies denied it despite the rumors being true. even if they denied it, fans were very convinced you two were dating. no more privacy for you anymore! sorry jaemin you should’ve said something or not had it custom made. 🥲

Chenle. you like to take pictures of you and daegal and post it on your private twitter account, so what? he had no problem with it, even being in a few of them since he knew only your members and a few friends were on your private twitter. so when you did that exact thing, he didn’t care and merely posed with daegal sitting on your chest. it’s minutes later when his phone starts getting multiple text messages and he checks it only to see messages about you posting a picture on twitter. “babe,” he inhaled, “did you post it on your private account?” you glance up at him in confusion, “the picture? yeah.” he closed his eyes, leaning his head back, “are you sure it wasn’t on your main account?” it dawns on you right then and there. “oh my god.” in one minute, the tweet is deleted but thousands of people have already seen it and screenshotted. the koreaboo article is up within twenty minutes. . I am so sorry 😀

Jisung. ah, sweet sweet jisung. he was on vlive while you were at the corner store to get snacks for your movie night. he didn’t originally plan to go in vlive but decided to have a voice only vlive because he was bored. he thought you’d be gone for a while and would be done before you got back, so he didn’t text you about it. he was reading comments when you walked in, already talking as soon as you opened the door, “hey babe, i got that ice cream you like, the one—“ when he started coughing loudly in the middle of your sentence, you looked up and saw his eyes widening as he pointed at his phone violently. it didn’t take long for you to understand once you checked your own phone and saw that you had a notification from vlive, signaling someone went live. ‘oh my god’ you mouthed at him and he coughed again to fill the silence, eyes going back to the screen to read the comments to see if anyone heard you clearly. unfortunately … they did, and they heard the petname, too. he made up an excuse to get off quickly and groaned, putting his face in his hands. needless to say, fans reposted the clip of your voice everywhere.

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zeltqz · 2 years

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— three’s game

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ a simple question led to feelings being revealed & a heated threesome one-sided threesome.

pairings — shinichiro sano + wakasa imaushi

warnings —fem!reader, cigarettes, voyeurism near the end, oral (f), missionary, creampie, unprotected sex, shinichiro gets jealous and kicks wakasa out the room, shin and waka brainrot hehe, OG timeline shin + waka.

notes — i tried to make this fluffy but put more effort on the smut bye 💀 also this is ib @/heich0e hehe @luvhaitani tagged as promised🫶🏾🫂

“Do it [Name].”

You bite down on your lip a bit too hard and grip the phone in your hand a little bit tighter.

You contemplate for a moment; ask your roommate an awkward question that will for sure ruin the balance of your ‘friendship’ for the rest of your life, for a simple 30 bucks.

“If I do this—” You swallow hard, “you gotta buy me takeout tonight, and on top of that, send me the 30.”

“What?! You’re doing way too—”

“Do you even get what you’re asking of me? You want me to ask my roommate if my name is moanable enough…”

“Heh, yeah. Do it!”

You fight the urge to reach through the screen and bash your friend’s face into the glass. “Takeout and money? Tonight? I won’t ask unless you agree to it.”

“Fine, takeout and money. Now go, don’t be a pussy!”

You swallow for the tenth time in the last two minutes, shoving your phone in the backpocket of your shorts before you head over down the hallway to your roommates room. He’s been in there all day with the door locked. “Hey, Shin, could I ask you a question?” You ask, knocking at the door.

“Yeah, wait, come in.”

You reach down and open the doorknob, only to freeze the moment you open the door. Though he’s not looking at you, you had completely forgotten he had his bestfriend Wakasa over. Shit, shit abort mission.

Abort—

“What question?” Shinichiro smiles at you from his bed, that stupidly innocent smile that made you fall for him the momenet you laid your eyes on him.

“I—uh—” Your phone vibrates through your backpocket and you don’t need to look at the screen to know your bestfriend is spamming the shit out of you to ask. “Do…do you um—” Shinchiro blinks at you, waiting for you to ask the question, and Wakasa isn’t even paying you anymind, just on his phone and not even sparing you a glance. “—do you think my name is moanable?”

You swear your heart rate stops the same time you see Shinichiro’s eyes go wide and for the first time tonight, Wakasa actually looks up at you; his face is unreadable but the smirk on it says exactly what you think he’s thinking.

“Moanable, huh?”

“Hey, Wakasa… I didn’t see you there.” You try to act like you weren’t even aware of his presence, like it’s a shock seeing him here, but he just darts his eyes back between you and Shinchiro.

He nudges Shin with his elbow, the slight jostle brings Shinichiro away from his thoughts and back down to earth. “Well, you think her name is moanable or not?”

“I—uh—I don’t—how am—uh—what?”

You fiddle with your fingers. “Well?”

“I mean—sure? I don’t know, I’ve never moaned your name or anything so—” The hard blush on his cheeks gives himself away without even trying. You pretend not to notice it, but the more you look at it, the more confident you feel.

“Is it moanable, Shin?”

When Shinichiro doesn’t respond, Wakasa nudges him again. “Dude, moan her name.”

“I’m not fuckin’ doin that!” Shinchiro nudges him back with as much force.

Wakasa laughs before switching off his phone, ready to give his full attention to you. “[Name], right?”

“Wow, you forgot my name already. I’m hurt.”

His eyeroll is expected; choosing to ignore your sarcasm. “[Name]...[Name]...hm.” He repeats the name under his breath a couple times, inside his head he’s thinking of all the lewd ways your name could be said. “Yeah, sounds pretty hot.” He turns to the side to face Shinichiro who looks like his face is about to explode with how red it is. “See, I answered it, now you do it.”

“Yeah—” His voice comes out raspy before he clears his throat, trying to not let his nerves show. “Yeah, it is.”

“Thanks!” You chirp, ready to leave the room and escape this awkward situation and speak with your friend but Wakasa calls your name before you can go.

“Why’d you ask that? Seems a little random.” He leans back against the bed, then pats the open spot next to him and Shinichiro.

“It was a dare.” Wakasa waits until you’re in an arm's reach before he’s dragging you closer with a simple tug, causing you to sit on the bed. The side of your thigh rubs against Shinichiro, who’s struggling to make eye contact with you.

“Dare?” He flicks his eyes over to Shinichiro; a mischievous gleam in his eye makes Shinichiro panic with what he’s about to say next. “Say [Name], do you think my name is moanable?”

“Yes.” You can’t help but shy away from him when he moves closer to you, your lower back hitting Shinichiro’s leg as you try to shift away from Wakasa.

“You do?”

“Are you deaf? I already said ye—”

Wakasa covers your mouth with a huge palm, before looking up at Shinichiro with a raised brow. “Shin, you never told the lady if her name is moanable.”

“I did, dumbass.” Shinichiro tries to joke, but with how your lowerback is currently digging into his kneecap, he can’t help but feel jittery with how close your back is.

You furrow your brows and try to peel Wakasa’s hand away from your mouth, but his grip is too tight. “Do you think his name is moanable?”

His. Him as in Shinichiro.

The realisation makes your squirming come to an end; suddenly the feeling of his kneecaps pressing into the bone of your lower back just near your ass becomes more apparent, like the only thing you can feel is that. You know Wakasa won’t drop it unless you answer him, so you drop all hesitation and nod your head.

You don’t see how Shinichiro darts his gaze towards your direction—an action only Wakasa sees before he smirks. He’s the only one aware of his friend's sly crush on you, he’s noticed how every single crumb of confidence Shin has suddenly disappears whenever you walk into the vicinity. And it’s even worse the fact you’re roommates together, having to see you everyday, hear you everyday—it’s gotta be soul crushing being so close to you yet so far.

“I’m gonna ask you another question, sweetheart.” Wakasa warns you before he lifts his hand away from your mouth. “Who’s name is more moanable, mine or his?” He nods in Shinichiro’s direction, grinning when he can practically see the gears turning in your head.

You already know the answer; having moaned Shinchiro’s name a constant amount of times whenever you’re horny at night, fingers dipping a little low underneath your sheets for comfort as you cover your mouth with your hand as you play with yourself, wishing the finger flicking your clit was his tongue.

But you have to act oblivious.

So you shrug and say, “I don’t know.”

Waka clicks his tongue before he’s leaning forward once more, causing you to move backwards, your back backing up against Shin’s chest. The moment you realise you can’t move backwards is when your brain realises what sort of position you’re in right now.

Waka’s fingers move along your thighs as he brushes his lips against your own. “Want to test it out?”

There’s an ill feeling in Shin’s chest as he watches how Waka’s fingers dance along your skin, how they inch further up your leg, stopping directly at your thighs before bunching up the skin in his grasp. “Dude, stop—”

“Stop what?” Waka lazily looks up at his friend, his hand massaging your thighs in his grip, “she likes it, look at her.”

Shin glances down at you briefly, his dark eyes somehow darkening even more when he realises from this angle he can see down your shirt, staring down directly at your breasts before he’s shifting his gaze somewhere else, trying to remain respectful, but you reach behind and grab onto his leg, nodding at Waka’s words.

“I want to test it.”

“I’m gonna make you scream my name.” Wakasa boldly states before his fingers leave your thighs, travelling up north towards the hem of your shorts. He unzips them before pulling them down.

Your phone slips out from the backpocket, the green call button on the top of your phone catches Wakasa offguard. He bends down to pick it at the same time you and Shinichiro manage to lock eyes with each other.

Your stomach flips and your breath catches in your throat when you soak in the look of flustered Shin, his cheeks have lost their pink hue but some of it is still evident there, his lips are slightly parted before you see his eyes slip down to your lips—for only a short second—but that second was all you needed before you felt it.

Felt something semi-hard prodding at your lower back, then you realised exactly what it is. “Shini—”

“Oh, you were on the phone the entire time?” Waka holds your phone out, causing you to whip your head back to the man in front of you.

“Well it was a da—”

“Hope you don’t mind if I hang up now, right?” He’s already pressing the big red end call button even without your permission. Though you should be mad he just hung up on your friend, a part of you is grateful that he did, because honest to God—the moment you locked eyes with Shin you’d had forgotten all about that phone.

“‘Kay so ‘m gonna eat you out now.” Waka hooks two fingers under your chin to tug you closer to him, “don’t forget to moan my name.”

“I’ll moan if it’s good.”

You regret saying that, because the smirk on his face shows he’s more than confident in his abilities and you’re actually scared when you feel him reposition you on the bed.

“Hey—” A softer voice taps at your shoulder and you look over your shoulder at Shin. “We really don’t have to do this, if you’re not comfortable.”

Wakasa is about to tug your panties off before you move on the bed a little, repositioning your body to half face Shinichiro. “It’s okay, I’m not uncomfortable.”

“Really?”

“Yea—”

“You guys’ done? Let’s get to work.” Waka hooks a finger underneath your lace panties, peeling them away from your body.

Despite his finger moving through your folds, you can only focus on the heat radiating from Shin’s chest as he warms your back, can only focus on how he finally loosens up and leans down, pressing his lips against your shoulder, kissing a line towards your neck.

You help him out by moving your neck to give him more room. He rests his chin along your shoulder as he watches Wakasa tug your panties somewhere across the room.

He runs a finger down up and down your slit, each stroke has your breath hitching as you wait for him to reach your clit—but he never does. He’s taking his sweet time, wanting to make you fall apart first. “Is she wet?” Shinichiro asks, his lips brushing against your ear. “I can hear her from here.”

You want to sink in on yourself, suddenly regretting everything you said early about wanting to do this. You had no clue that two guys on you would be so overwhelming, especially not with the way the noises coming from your pussy fill the silent room.

“Yeah—this wet over a conversation?” Wakasa presses a kiss to your thigh, “was thinking about moaning my name so hot?”

“Don’t flatter y-yourself.” You try to sound confident, but when you feel Shinichiro’s hands place themselves on your waist, squeezing the flesh there slightly, you can’t help the way your voice wavers. “I was thinking about something e--else”

“What were you thinkin’ of?” Shinichiro’s hands slide around your midriff, pulling you back against him more, making sure your ass bumps against his crotch.“Look at me.”

You can’t find it in yourself to respond, especially not with the way Waka’s lips sear marks into the skin of your thighs, how Shinichiro runs his hands along your stomach—slow strokes that reach to the underside of your bra before he shifts them back down.

“Oi,” A harsh slap to your thigh catches you off guard, letting out a quiet yelp/moan, catching the attention of the two men. Waka squeezes your thigh in his hand, ensuring that when he moves it there will be a mark there, and you swear you can feel Shin growing even harder against your lower back. “Answer his question.”

You look down at Waka, his dead eyes peeking up at you as he waits for your answer. “What question?”

He clicks his tongue again before he hooks a finger on your slit, catching some of your slick on the tip of his finger and pulls back slowly, seeing how far it stretches before breaking, dropping to the bedsheets, leaving a stain there.

“What were you thinking of to get you this wet?” He repeats and you wince when you feel Shinichiro start up his slow kisses once more.

“It doesn’t matter—jus—just keep going.” Your hand finds it’s way to the hair of the man behind you, digging your fingers into his scalp as you let out a soft sigh as he kisses your skin. “Fuck, Shin—” Upon hearing his name leave your mouth, his fingers dig into the skin of your stomach, tongue darting out as he licks a stripe along your neck before he’s biting down.

Waka hates the way you’ve already moaned Shinichiro’s name and all he’s done is kiss you. He needs to step up his game, so he leans down to your cunt and licks a slow soothing stroke from the bottom, to your clit, where his lips wrap around the small bundle of nerves.

“Fuck—!” Your back arches into Shin’s chest, digging your nails into his hair, not caring if your grip is too tight, you just need to grab onto something. Waka’s tongue gets to work, flicking your clit in several directions as he brings your legs over his shoulders.

You instantly wrap your legs, enclosing them around his head as you lean into the warmth of Shinichiro’s chest as he continues to mark your neck. His lips leave your neck, one hand lifting off your stomach to tilt your face towards him.

There’s a set of lips pressed against yours and you melt into his touch, twisting your body to try and face him a little better as you loop your arms around his shoulder. You can’t even feel Waka’s tongue on you anymore, not when every single functioning braincell in your head is just focusing on Shinichiro, his lips, his taste, his warmth, trying to remember every small detail to store in your brain for later.

You can’t focus on anything but the slide of his tongue against yours, the groan he lets out against your mouth when you dig your nails further into his hair, tugging him even closer to you as possible.

“Shin—” You break the kiss to moan his name once more, but he cuts you off with another kiss, too desperate to taste your soft lips once more. His hands slide up your chest, slipping them between your bra as he grabs at your tits, flicking his finger across your nipples and the feeling of Waka pressing a finger inside you has you pulling back from the kiss.

“Waka—wait—!” He curls his finger directly into your spot and you moan his name, dropping your hands to his hair when he leans back down to suck at your clit, flicking it harshly and rapidly with his tongue. “Waka—fuck ohmygod—” You squeak out, fighting the bodily urge to kick him away from you because the sensation was too much.

Shinchiro tugs your shirt off and helps you unhook your bra before he’s playing with your tits again, desperate to get your attention back on him. His hand slides up your neck, gripping at your throat tight enough to grab your attention before he’s kissing you again.

You feel dizzy, having both boys on you, using your body, your lips, just to get you to moan. You wonder just how far the two of them are going to take this. “Shin—” You can’t help but moan out once more, desperate to just climb into his lap and let him embrace you.

“Yeah,” Shin mumbles against your lips. There’s something about the way he’s looking at you, how his eyes almost look relaxed as he soaks in your appearance, drinking in the sight of you panting heavily, your lips wet with his saliva. “Fuck,” he mutters so quietly you barely even register it, not when you feel another finger prodding at your entrance. He catches your bottom lip with his teeth, sucking on it as you let out soft moans, feeling his other hand slide up to your nipple, flicking it with the tip of his finger.

Shinichiro lets his eyes linger along the swell of your lips before slowly looking back up to your face. The moment he reaches your eyes is when you break down, walls tightening around Waka’s fingers he lets out a small groan.

His lips are back on you, kissing you through your orgasm whilst Waka’s fingers don’t let up, continuing to twist them in and out and hook onto your spot before your hand darts out to his hair, making him wince as you cum on his face.

Your moans are silenced by Shinichiro making out with you so softly, just waiting for the moment Waka lifts his face from your cunt. The second he pulls his fingers out, Shin is grabbing your hips and tugging you on top of him. You kiss him back just as eagerly, hands cupping the sides of his face as you lick into his mouth.

He lifts you up, high enough so he can slip a hand inside his pants to grab his cock. The moment he brings you back down, you can feel just how hard it is as it presses against your asscheek.

“You gonna let me fuck you?” He pants out, already reaching behind you to grab at his cock. When your hips rise high enough to let him in, he smirks, dropping his head into your shoulder to brace himself the moment his tip enters your pussy.

“God—s’fuckin’ tight, jus’ like how I imagined—” His words are hot against your shoulder, his fingernails digging into your hips as you start to sink down onto his cock.

“Imagined?” You use the small energy you have left to lean back to get a better look at his face, the action causing you to sink a little lower, stealing another groan from his lips.

Shin freezes upon the realisation of his words—ready to take it all back but you’re sinking down further, putting your hands behind you to rest on his knees to get more comfortable. “Shin—” you moan out, all elegant-like when he finally bottoms out.

He doesn’t give you a moment, his hands already lifting you up his entire length, ensuring nothing but the tip is left inside, before he’s pulling you back down. Shinichiro finally lifts his head away from your neck, only to be met with the eyes of Wakasa who’s smiling before he steals a cigarette from his dresser.

“You’re welcome.” Waka nods his head over at you; and you’re too out of it to even notice what the two of them are even talking about. Your mind only filled with the man beneath you, the man who’s currently splitting you open with his cock, the man who’s nails are digging so deep into your skin—a forceful reminder that this is real-life, and not another one of your wet dreams.

“How’s she feel?” Wakasa asks, brows perking up at the strangled moan that leaves your lips the moment his cock hits something deep inside you.

“Fuck, Waka she’s squeezin’—shit—squeezin’ me s’tight.” Shinichiro grips your hips a little harder, hard enough to rip another moan out from you, almost hard enough to hurt.

“Yeah? I can tell.” As much as he’s enjoying the view, he has to rip his gaze away from the scene to search for a lighter. “Man where the fuck you keep these things? Messy ass roo—”

He’s cut off when Shinichiro slams you back down with a groan, a loud scream of his name leaves your lips before he’s flipping you over, pressing you into the sheets.

You grab onto his shirt, not caring about how hard you’re wrinkling it as you wait for him to put it back in. “Shin—c’mon hurry—” Your words are slurred, panting as you eagerly wait for him to stuff you full.

“‘M comin’ wait jus’ one second.” Shinichiro sits back onto his knees, grabbing the base of his cock but not before pumping it a couple times, each stroke makes a bead of precum leak out from the tip. He does it a few more times before he’s leaning forward, resting a hand against his bed frame before he shoves it back inside, hiding a choked off groan inside the junction between your neck and shoulder.

You lift a shaking hand to brace it against his shoulders when he slams his hips against yours. Your neck tickles with his hot breath at every muffled moan he lets out whenever his balls slap against your ass just a little harder. “O-oh Shin’ keep goin’—ah fuc—”

“Touch yourself, please, need to f—feel you.” His breath stutters at the plain thought of seeing your nimble fingers struggle to rub your clit. The moment he feels your hands leave his shoulders, he’s sitting back up, tracing his eyes all over your body, the curve of your breasts, the way they bounce with every hard thrust from him.

Fuck—this is a sight he thought he’d only see in his dreams. You make sure to follow the trail of his eyes down your body, fingers ready by your clit the second he reaches it.

“Shin.” Your voice is hushed and whispered when you throw your head back, fingers dancing along your clit, fingers shaking with every roll of his hips against yours, each roll pushing his cock even deeper inside you, the curve of his cock making it easier to hit spots that make you clench around him even tighter.

“Goddamn—” Shin grabs your thighs, lifting them closer towards him as he watches his cock disappear inside you every few seconds. He digs his fingers into your skin, letting out a shaky groan when he fucks the white ring of cum on his cock back inside you. Fuck, when did you even come? How long ago was it?

The smell of cigarettes and ash fills your nostrils and you want to cough. Looking to the side of Shinichiro, you see Wakasa blowing a puffy cloud of smoke out from his lips. His dead eyes meeting your own as he watches your body get jolted forward with each thrust from his friend.

“Wakasa—”

“Mmm, I like it when you say my name like that.”

At that, Shinichiro stills, hips slamming against yours before he comes to a stop to turn his head back to his friend.

Wakasa raises his brow, flicking his cigarette as he meets his friend's gaze.“Hm? Don’t mind me, just watchin’ the show.”

“Can you get out?” He tries his hardest to sound stern, but Wakasa only finds it amusing with how breathy and hard he’s panting.

“I’m fine here, actually.”

“Get out.”

You trail your eyes up the man in front of you, how his grip on your hips tighten with how hard he’s glaring at Wakasa right now. He only returns the glare with a lazy one of his own and an obnoxious cloud of smoke that makes you cough again.

Shinichiro returns his gaze back to you the second he hears Wakasa mumble something like ‘I got you two together and you throw me out like this’ followed by him leaving the room with a slam of the door. Shinchiro rolls his eyes before leaning down and using his hands to fan the smoke away from you. “You okay?”

“‘M alright, Shin.” You run your hands up his neck, tugging at the hairs on the back of his neck to pull him closer. “Now fuck me, please.”

“Shit—okay.” He presses his lips against yours and rolls his hips back, making you mewl into his mouth as your hands travel down his white tee, slipping underneath to scratch at his back.

The moment your nails dig long red lines into his back, he groans into your mouth; the tight and wet warmth of you holding every inch of his cock has him fighting an orgasm, trying not to cum before you do.

Wakasa would never let him hear the end of it. He looks over at the door, having a slight feeling his friend is just waiting outside for the moment of you both to finish so he could come back inside. That idiot.

The feeling of your fingers digging into the muscles of his back brings his attention back to you, how your blunt nails are etching themselves into his skin as you try to tug him impossibly closer to you. “Shin ‘m gonna cum, don’t don’t stop please.”

“Cum for me,” he pants as his eyes search your own, his nose brushing yours as he tilts his head to kiss you roughly, “Cum on my cock, wanna feel you squeezin’ me again.”

You run your hands down his body, squeezing past your bodies to rub at your clit, twisting them in rough circles and you’re throwing your head back, his name leaving your lips in a loud cry as you feel him use your neck to his advantage, his lips sucking and licking all over the open space.

“Oh shit, s’tight, ‘m gonna—gonna cum in you—”

“Do it. Please, Shin.” You breathe out, shaky hands leaving your clit as you wrap your arms around his shoulders, digging his face deeper into your neck. His hips still in one final thrust and your neck vibrates with the low groan he lets out as he emptied himself inside you, feeling ropes of cum staining your insides as he trembles against your neck.

“Fuckkkkkk,” he lets out after he catches his breath, rolling off of you to the other side of the bed. Your body aches and your muscles feel stiff, but you turn to face him, shifting close to him until your breasts are against his arm.

“Shin.” You tilt his head to face you and watch as his dark pupils dilate when he meets your gaze.

“Yeah?”

You can’t help the lovestruck smile on your face when he tilts to face you, both of your faces just inches apart. You run your fingers through his hair, pulling him so your lips are touching but not in a kiss. “I’ve wanted that for so long.”

“You did?”

“Yeah.”

He drops his eyes to your lips, not moving them as he says, “Me too.” His hand slides down to your waist before he’s drawing you in for a tender kiss.

“Shin,” you breathe against his lips, kissing him so eagerly as you roll onto your back, pulling him back ontop of you. His arm comes up to brace himself up so he doesn’t topple onto you.

“Can I come back in now?” Wakasa’s lazy voice makes the two of you freeze, having completely forgotten he was in the house.

“No, go away.” Shinchiro says before he’s looking back down at your naked body, “not until she’s decent again.”

“But I already saw her naked, dude.”

“That was before she was my girlfriend.” A gasp leaves your lips and he’s looking down at you like he’d said something wrong. Then he panics, realising he’s never even asked you to be his, he just assumed you would.

As if you could sense he was about to take it back, you pull him down for another short kiss. “It’s okay, ‘m all yours, Shin.”

You let out a little laugh when relief washes over his face and he’s dropping his face back down to your neck. “Thank God.”

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once-upon-an-imagine · 3 months

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heyy ok so I have this idea with maybe remus lupin or any smart character but your the writer whatever you think best is probably best, anyways so reader is failing a class and is assigned a tutor which would be the character. Anyways character is very in love with the reader and is nervous/flustered but the reader is more outgoing/flirtyafter a couple lessons at the end the character asked “anymore questions?” And the reader goes “yeah when are you going to ask me out? ”KINDA CRINGE LOOKING BACK BUT TYSM BYE 💜💜💜💜

- submitted by @they-only-want-you-when-your-17

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this is sooo cute! I loved it too much, love! I hope you like it too! 😊Warnings: none, this is pure fluffDisclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter 😊 gif isn’t mine 😊

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Ask Me Out?

You hated Potions. Not just because it was your earliest class and you weren’t a morning person. But because you were absolutely dreadful at it. You insisted it wasn’t your fault. It was your partner’s. When Professor Slughorn decided to make Remus Lupin your partner, you knew it would be useless.

You were never able to concentrate with him sitting next to you. Maybe it was because he started wearing his hair differently this year. Or because he smelled stupidly good. Or how shy he got whenever he was around you. Or because he had the most beautiful smile you had ever seen. Or because his friends and your friends kept making stupid faces at you so you would make the first move.

Things got so bad, that Professor Slughorn suggested you got someone to tutor you for this class, and, much to your luck, Remus had volunteered himself to be said tutor. So, not only did you have to control yourself in his class, but now you were spending two afternoons a week with Remus at the Library or the Common Room, trying to listen to what he actually said, instead of getting lost in his beautiful smile.

“Are you listening to me?” Remus asked, suddenly snapping you out of your thoughts.

“I uh-” you said, sitting straight instead of resting your head on your hand. “Y-yes, of course, I was, Rem” you cleared your throat.

“Really?” Remus asked with a beautiful smirk. “Then what is the last ingredient you have to add to the Draught of Living Death before you stir it anti-clockwise?”

“Oh, uh- w-well, the um… the bean?” you tried with a small smile.

“Which bean?”

“I’m guessing not Bertie Bott’s beans?”

“No” he laughed adorably. “The Sopophorous Bean-”

“Sopophorous Bean” you quickly repeated. “See? That was my second guess!” you insisted and Remus glared at you a little. “I’m sorry, Remus” you sighed. “I know you probably have better things to do with your time than being stuck here trying to teach the unteachable” you laughed.

“Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself” he said, his look softening. “You’re not unteachable. You’re doing a lot better now” he encouraged you.

“Well, to be fair, it’s way more pleasant to look at you and listen to you than to Professor Slughorn” you said, loving the way his cheeks blushed a little.

“I’ll take that as a compliment” he chuckled.

“It was” you said, resting your head on your hand again and smiling at him. “Can I ask you something?”

“Uh, sure” he said, looking through his book.

“Why did you volunteer to tutor me?” you asked, interested.

“W-what do you mean?” he asked, nervously. “I mean, you needed help-”

“Well, yes, but I think everyone else would have run for the hills if they had to spend some time with me with fire and so many things that explode around” you shrugged.

“You’re not that bad” he laughed a little.

“Remus, I’ve burned more cauldrons than James and Sirius together” you reminded him.

“W-well, that may be true, but you’re really trying” he reminded you. “So, I’m happy to help as much as I can” he said with a small smile.

“Well, that’s very sweet of you, Rem” you said, making him look away. “I’m sorry, does it bother you when I call you that? I heard you telling Sirius once you didn’t like it-”

“N-no!” he replied quickly. The only reason he didn’t like Sirius calling him that, was because he did it mocking you. “I don’t mind when uh- when you call me that” he muttered nervously. “Sirius is… just an idiot” he said.

“Oh” you smiled. “Well, okay” you told him, sitting a little closer to him.

“Okay, so I think that’s it for today” he said, closing his book before turning to you again. “Anymore questions?”

“Yeah, just one” you said and Remus nodded for you to go on. “When are you going to ask me out?”

“Uh- w-what-? Um- I’m sorry?”

“Well, I was just… wondering if you were planning on ever asking me out?” you told him.

“Y-you want me to ask you out?”

“If you’d like” you smirked.

“Well, I um- I would like that, very much” he smiled.

“Really?” you asked, excitedly.

“Y-yeah, the only reason why I haven’t asked you is because, I wasn’t sure if y-you’d want me to” he said. “So, um… would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend? We can celebrate your ‘O’ on tomorrow’s exam” he said.

“I would love to go to Hogsmeade with you, Rem” you smiled. “But, I think you’re shooting for the stars, thinking I’ll get an ‘O’, I’ll be lucky if I get an ‘A’” you told him.

“We’ll see” he smiled.

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“REMUS!”

Remus looked up from the book he was reading and he saw you run down the hallway at full speed, causing you to trip and fall but you quickly got back up, and composed yourself, ignoring the laughter and stares from everyone as you made your way to where he was standing with his friends.

“Are you okay, love?” Remus asked as soon as you reached them

“I’m fine- uh- d-did you just call me love?” you asked with a big smile on your face and feeling your heart flutter at the blush appearing on Remus’ cheeks.

“I uh- is that okay?”

“Yes, it is” you nodded happily.

“Uh, are you okay?” James asked.

“Yeah, that was a nasty fall” Sirius said, as he tried no to laugh.

“Oh, I’m fine” you assured them as you tried to compose yourself.

“You’re bleeding” Peter stated.

“I am?” you asked, looking at your knee. “Oh, well, whatever is not that bad! Guess what?” you asked excitedly turning back to Remus. “I GOT AN ‘E’!” you said, showing him the parchment in your hands.

“You got an ‘E’?” he asked, excitedly.

“In Potions?” Sirius asked, grabbing the exam from you and looking through it.

“I GOT AN ‘E’” you repeated wrapping your arms around his shoulders before you planted a big kiss on his lips. Remus was surprised for a second but he quickly wrapped his arms around your waist.

“I’m really proud of you, love” Remus said, leaning in for another kiss.

“Ew, get a room!” you heard Sirius yell when you pulled away and you noticed the blush on Remus’ cheeks was back.

“Fuck off, Black!”

The End

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A/N: I hope you loves like it! :D

#submission #submitted by they-only-want-you-when-your-17 #marauders #marauders imagine #remus lupin #remus lupin imagine #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin drabble

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therapy-ghost · 10 months

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One-shot or hc's, but can you do:

Clawdeen x Masc! Female reader??? Idk I could see Clawdeen getting with a stud/masc ghoul 🤷🏽‍♂️

This is such a cute idea!!!!

“Go on, she’ll love too” Frankie said to the taller werewolf as they all watched down the hall to the girl of Clawdeens dreams.

You~

“No guys, what if she rejects me? Or gets uncomfortable?” Clawdeen asked, turning around to walk away before Abby and Cleo grabbed her shoulders to turn her back.

“Rejection is like waxing very hairy Yeti’s back; all you have to do is tear is all off in a quick motion and you get exposure” Abbey commented, making almost no sense with her strange reference.

“Right… Well, If she doesn’t then she will be making the biggest mistake of her life; Like my rah! Why wouldn’t she go out with you?” Cleo dramatically pushed clawdeen down the hall, asking the question that set Clawdeen off.

“Because! What if she doesn’t like me? She is way to cool for me anyways! And the fact that she plays casket ball with my brother is even more embarrassing! No offence Draculaura” she looked to the short vampire as she shrugged.

“None taken, still, you two will be a fangtasic couple; and I’m already planing the wedding” She smiled to her self as she gave Clawdeen one last big push to stumble right up next to you as you closed your locker.

“-Guys I can’t do this-“

“Do what might I ask?” You leaned into your locker as Clawdeen looked to you, stunned for a few seconds before turning to look behind her, only to find all her ghoul friends gone, peaking around the corner at her as they gave her a thumbs up as comfort.

Clawdeen sighed, obviously annoyed at the fact they ditched her.

“um well… I wanted to know if you wanted to go out to coffin bean with me… after school; if you’re up to it of course” she rubbed the back of her neck, trying to to make direct eye contact with you as she played it as cool as she could.

“I would love that; as long as you would” You said, stepping a little closer to her as you almost shyly looked at her.

Her ears perked up as she turned to face you, clearly excited at you excepting her request, but once again played it off as cool.

“perfe- cool, see you after school?”

“yeah, see you after school” you winked at her before you walked away to the casket ball team down the hall.

Clawdeen was about to explode with how excited she was; and judging by the squealing that was coming from down the hall, so were her friends.

thank you for your patience and sorry if Clawdeen seems a bit out of character! Bye

#Clawdeen x reader #Monster high x reader #monster high gen 1

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npcgrian · 1 year

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joel the very instant he finds out hes soulbound to etho: etho i love you i would do anything for you we are an inseparable pair and we are in love

etho: um.. ok

joel: ok bye im going to go form a gang and not invite you

etho: I Have to Kill him and Explode his House

#i love them so much mmwah #smalletho #limited life #e

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9xyzt · 1 month

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hey guys i finished it an. added an equius from earlier as a bonus where i try a bit different style

if itd not clear.. tavros is like using breath wind air umm idk to lift dave ..Prettyyy cool if you ask me. Go get em tavros!!!!

UM OK so i had 2 like. enter the depths of floor for better lighting even though i adjust the pic anyway

UUHH ALso ignore the paper is like ripping and exploding ITS LITERALLY SO BAD LIKE i cannot layer any two different. things like anything on top of colored pencil i have 2 like puncture the paper for it 2 show up because i am not very smart

ok Bye guys

#homestuck #tom artian #dave strider #tavros nitram #equius zahhak #davetav #fine tip sharpie vs ballpoint pen who wins #oh my goddd i went thru like every blue and red anything i have trying to find colors #they are sgill off though #ill leak my main materials later #also mayb sketchbook lore IDK

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marcyyss · 2 years

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' That cool girl '

Robin Arellano x reader

Summery: Robin thinks you are the most cool girl in school, but actually no one really knows why because you only teach him math

( reader is 13 like Robin)

Running out of ideas and im craving for the black phone fics.

Idk how schools work in usa so maybe things are going to be wrong

You were in the cafeteria until your number one fan, Robin Arellano, sits with you

— " Hi y/n! What are you doing? "

— " I think im eating, Robin do you need something boy? "

— " Oh, haha no im good, just.. I want to know if we are going to study this weekend "

— " Of course we will, why, you wanted to go somewhere? "

That made him nervous, he wanted to go to the movies with you (and his uncle) but for him, you were so cool! Of course you wouldn't want to go with him, he is just a boy who figths with everyone

— " Um, no- i mean- if you want we could go to see a movie, any movie that you want is fine "

You smiled at him and rolled your eyes, for you, he was the cutest boy in school

— " Sure Robin, dont choose a movie that is too scary, you know i dont like those "

He felt like his heart is going to explode, but he tried to look cool like you

— " Um, haha, you aren't scared of a little horror movie aren't you? They aren't that scary "

— " Sure Robin, lets go after study okay? Love you "

He blushed at that, and you laughed and then left the table with him alone, to be honest you really liked him, so you wanted to act cool and that he thought that you were cool maked you the most happy girl.

The next day, you were walking in the hallways to your next class and you saw Robin with a tape in his hand, plus he was bleeding A LOT, so of course you wanted to know what happened.

— " Hey Robin, are you okay? You are bleeding a lot. "

— " Oh, i got in a figth with an asshole called Moose, i think you know him. "

— " Well duh, he is my brother's friend, why dont you go to the nurse office? "

— " If they know that i got in a figth again, they will suspend me, again. "

— " Okay, i need to go now, see you later boy. "

— " See ya "

You didn't care that Robin got into figths, actually you think it was pretty cool, maybe you are in the "I like bad boys" phase and "you wanted him to protect you" like in those romantic movies, where the protagonist is a nerdy girl and her love interest is a bad boy who figths everyone and they meet because he needs help with maths and then she realize that he isnt a bad boy and he has trauma that makes him act like that...

Actually you think your like is a movie at this time, so you hope that everything goes rigth like in those movies and you and Robin kiss in prom nigth and that shit.

But anyways, your most waited day has arrived, Robin was coming to your house to study, and then you two are going to the movies and see a scary movie, maybe this was your time to confess your love for him.

While you were daydreaming, you heard a knock on the door and your mother opened the door

— " Sweetie, Robin is here! "

— " Coming mom! "

Before going down stairs, you looked at the mirror to see if you were looking good, and.. You looked the same as always, good!

— " Hi Robin, lets go to my room! "

After the 2 hours of study passed, Robin, your mother and you where at the door

— " Mom, can we have a sleepover at Robin's house? "

— " If his mother knows i don't have a problem, just dont go to sleep too late, okay? "

— " Okay mom, bye! "

— " goodbye miss l/n "

— " Goodbye kids, have a good time! "

You and Robin went to his uncle's car and went to see the horror movie at the cinema, you guys had a good time, it was the first time that you were "alone" with Robin without having to study, and you loved it, he was grabing your hand, but you wanted to act cool, you failed and screamed half of the movie while Robin laughed at you, which made you laugh too.

When the movie was over and you guys arrived to Robin's house and go to his room, you thought it was a good time to confess your feelings, and then he spoke

— " Hey y/n. "

— " Yes? Whats wrong boy? "

— " I have something to tell you. "

It was what you are thinking? It has to be rigth?

— " um, sure Robin, you can tell me anything "

— " .. I like you y/n "

You felt your cheeks burning and your heart was about to explode

— " Its okay if you dont feel the same, i mean, im just a dumb boy who gets into figths 8 times a week and you.. Are the most cool girl in school "

— " Wait no! I like you Robin "

— " Really?! You arent joking rigth, you cant joke about this "

— " Of course im not joking Robin, i like you. "

Robin hugged you, and you hugged him as well.

I guess this is a good nigth, rigth?

— " I love you y/n "

— " I love you too Robin "

GOSH, IM LITERALLY SO IN LOVE WITH THIS KID ☹️

#the black phone #robin arellano #robin arellano x reader #vance hopper #vance hopper x reader #bruce yamada #bruce yamada x reader #finney blake #finney blake x reader #fluff #fanfic #the black phone x reader

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my-soupy-brain · 10 months

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a lil prompt for you: henry asking you for a baby sibling cause he loves kids and someone on his class got a baby brother

Oh this is so cute...I love this so much! And Henry loves seeing his dad in love, and loves you so he'd be so excited to have a little sibling from you two. Let's gooooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

Warnings: None, just cute

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Henry smiled on the couch as he watched you make dinner, Ted stepping behind you with his hands on your hips as you hold a spoon of sauce for him to taste.

He sees his dad smile, lay his face next to your neck, and kiss it.

He sees your hand brush down his dad's back as he walks by.

"OK, Hen," Ted says, clapping his hands as he comes back in the living room. "Y/N is gonna be the boss today, not that ya need one. But I gotta run to the club and I'll be back in a few hours. Sound good? We'll grab a game of catch before the sun goes down."

Henry smiles. "OK, Dad. Can I have some waffles?"

Your ears perk up at Henry's little voice.

"Absolutely, my little prince. Waffles, coming right up!"

Ted smiles in your direction, his heart bursting with love for you and the life you've created, bringing Henry into the fold. Marrying you was one of the best days of Ted's life. He's never felt love like yours.

"Alright, I'm off," Ted says. "Oh, almost forgot..."

Ted scurries into the kitchen and leans in to kiss you once more.

"Bye, darlin'. See you soon," he murmurs, but before he turns to walk away you catch his face and kiss his lips.

Henry smiles. He's so happy seeing you both happy.

As you make some waffles for Henry, you let him eat in the living room while he watches a movie.

"Y/N?" his little voice asks.

"What's up buttercup?"

"Um...well..." Henry starts, not sure how to ask what he wants to ask.

You watch him with a curled smile.

"It's OK, you can ask or not ask, your choice," you add, smiling.

"Well... my friends at school... well, a couple of them recently became big brothers..."

Your heart gallops in your chest.

"And... I was wondering...if you and Dad would ever have a baby so I can be a big brother?"

Your heart is about to explode into confetti.

"Oh Hen, that's so lovely!" you exclaim, tears in your eyes and your hands over your heart. "I would love to make you a big brother!"

Henry smiles wide. "Really?!"

"Of course! But I'll need to talk to your Dad. We have talked about having a baby but we weren't sure how you'd feel about it, being that we live here..."

Henry nods, remembering the ocean between you.

"That's OK. I can still be a big brother through Facetime!" he says excitedly.

"That's right, you can! You'd be a great big brother..."

Henry seems happy with his question and your answer, and you roll it through your brain over and over. When you and Ted settle into bed that night, you gnaw your lips a little nervously. Ted lowers his reading glasses to look at you.

"What's goin' on in that noodle, noodle?" he asks, smiling.

"Henry and I had a lovely chat today..." you start. Ted sits up, interested. "He...wants to be a big brother."

Ted smiles and nods. "Yeah, that sounds like Hen. So, is Dr. Jacob and Michelle..."

"No, no. Not them. Us. He wants us to have a baby. He said he can be a big brother through Facetime."

Ted smiles big, his dark eyes glistening. "Wha...what did you say?"

You smile and nod. "I said I'd talk to you, and that I'd love for him to be a big brother."

"Oh sweetheart, really?" Ted asks excitedly. You nod. "Really."

He leans in to kiss your lips, his mustache tickling your lips as you smile, holding close to him. His lips move down your jaw to your neck, to your shoulder, where he slides your tank top strap so he can kiss more...

"Teddy, you tryin' to start this project now?' you ask with a whimper and a moan. Ted smiles into your skin.

"I mean, this is a project I'm happy to start and work on any day, any time," he jokes, his voice low and gruff against you.

...

By Christmas, Henry is playing with his Legos on the floor of the apartment, and you take out one last gift from behind the tree.

"Hen, I think this one is for you!" you exclaim, placing the wrapped package in front of him. Henry smiles and starts to open it. Ted holds your hand and squeezes it.

As he opens the box and pulls back the tissue paper, he holds up an AFC Richmond jersey - another one for his collection - except this one says "Big Brother #1."

"Am I gonna be a big brother?!" Henry squeaks as he sees the back. You smile, Ted smiles.

"Yeah, partner, you sure are. We're havin' another little Lasso."

Henry smiles and leans into the both of you for a hug.

"I promise I'll be the best big brother ever!"

You smile and pat his back. "I know you will, Hen."

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Oh man, this just makes my heart bloom. I loved writing this. Thanks for this prompt, friend. This was so sweet my teeth hurt!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fanfic #henry lasso #henry wants a little sibling #and oh my god you would so deliver the news this way

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lisbeth-kk · 1 year

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Experiment

Thanks for the prompt @calaisreno

Realisation

One of John’s favourite things is watching Sherlock interact with Rosie. She’s almost four and already Sherlock’s equipped her with a small microscope, goggles, gloves and an apron. Seeing the two curly heads bent over their microscopes fills John’s heart with love, and he must resist the urge to go over and kiss them. He does it sometimes with Rosie, but with Sherlock. No, that would not go well. The man’s married to his work. That said, he’s adjusted considerably since John and Rosie moved in. He watches Rosie when John has late night shifts at A&E, and Greg’s told him that Sherlock refuses to come to crime scenes when he’s watching her. John’s told him he can ask Mrs. Hudson or Molly to help on those occasions, but Sherlock’s determined.

“You trust me to watch her in you absence, John. That’s not something I take lightly. A crime scene is barely that important,” Sherlock’s reassured John.

Sherlock’s another man than he was before the Fall. More considerate, more contemplative, but also the same infuriating, lazy git John remembers and missed for two years.

***

“So, what are you two up to today?” John asks after lunch.

It’s Saturday, so there’s no daycare for Rosie, and John’s shift starts at 2 pm.

“Speriment?” Rosie asks and beams at Sherlock.

Sherlock looks intently at the little girl, steeples his fingers under his chin and scrutinises her for a while. Rosie giggles and claps her hands. She loves it when Sherlock takes her seriously, which he does most of the time, truth be told.

He’s so great with her. More like a second father than a godfather.

The thought hits John like a car in full motion. Sherlock spoils Rosie, but in a good way. With undivided attention, teaching her all sort of things John can’t, taking all her questions seriously, but he’s also stern with her when she has a tantrum. John’s startled out of his musings when Sherlock speaks and Rosie squeals with joy.

“Yes, Watson. We’ll do a new experiment today, but we need to do some shopping first. Soap.”

“Soap?” John asks and gives Sherlock a quizzical look, and Rosie mimics him.

“Mm, yes. We’re going to find the perfect mix that gives the biggest and shiniest soap bubbles,” Sherlock says, his index finger tapping his lips.

“Soap bubbles!” Rosie sings and jumps around the living room.

John grins and his chest expands with all the love he feels for the two crazy chemists.

“Right, have fun,” John says and scoops Rosie up for a hug.

She kisses his cheek and wriggles to get back down on the floor.

“Shall I bring back some takeaway?” John asks Sherlock. “I’ll be finished around nine.”

“I know, John,” Sherlock says and rolls his eyes.

As if he’s not memorised John’s schedule.

John knows this, but he won’t take Sherlock for granted, particularly when he’s caring for Rosie.

“Stop worrying, John. I’ll text you.”

“Fine. Bye, you two.”

And with a heavy heart, John descends the stairs and walks to the tube. He loves his job, but some days he just wants to spend it with the two people he loves the most.

***

It’s a slow day in the A&E this Saturday. John’s almost bored, but at least he gets a serious amount of paperwork done. He knows that it might explode with all sort of things later. Accidents may happen, victims of violence are not unheard of during the weekend, people with fractures is an everyday routine.

When his phone rings, his blood freezes in his veins. It’s Sherlock’s number. Sherlock never calls, he texts. Unless something’s happened to Rosie.

“Sherlock?” he answers, trying to keep his voice calm.

“John, I’m so sorry. It’s Rosie. She…”

Sherlock’s voice is far from calm, and John can hear Rosie crying in the back.

“What’s happened?” John asks, still calm. Rosie crying means she’s conscious, and that can be a good thing. He hopes it is, but Sherlock’s distress may suggest otherwise.

“I didn’t pay enough attention. I’m so sorry, John. Her hand, I think it may be broken. I…um…”

Sherlock’s clearly about to panic, and John knows just how to handle that. Captain Watson’s needed.

“Sherlock! Listen to me. Get a cab and come here straight away. I’ll meet you at the entrance. Try to steady Rosie’s arm as much as possible, and…I know it’s hard, but try to stay calm. For her. Small children tend to pick up on their parents and loved one’s distress. Fake it if you have to, okay?”

John hates being this brusque with Sherlock when he’s in this kind of state but needs must.

“Yes, John,” Sherlock acquiesces and hangs up.

***

Sherlock’s about to hand Rosie to John when they arrive at the hospital, but John stops him.

“We´re going straight to the X-ray department, and you’re holding her perfectly now. The arm’s stabilised and the pain subsided a bit. Let’s wait to move her until it’s inevitable,” John says and bends down to kiss Rosie’s forehead.

“Hey, sweetheart. Let’s get you sorted. Sherlock’s going to carry you, so your arm won’t hurt, okay?”

Rosie sniffs, nods and leans her head against Sherlock’s chest. John places a hand on the small of Sherlock’s back and guides him to the lifts. Sherlock walks cautiously, transfixed on the girl in his arms. John leans in, stroking his back.

“It’s alright, Sherlock. You did just the right thing. Don’t worry. She’ll be fine,” he assures Sherlock, who looks more devastated than John’s ever seen him.

Sherlock doesn’t answer. John suspects he’ll break down if he’s forced to speak, so he just keeps stroking Sherlock’s back to sooth him. Rosie’s totally still but looks around curiously when they exit the lift. She cries out in pain when she’s taken from Sherlock and placed on a bench in the X-ray department. John stays but prompts Sherlock to wait outside.

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When Rosie’s put to bed that night, exhausted from today’s happenings, John walks into the sitting room and finds Sherlock curled up on the sofa. His body shakes and John acts on instinct. He kneels on the floor, strokes Sherlock’s upper arm and back.

“Sherlock, what’s the matter? Rosie’s fine. It was just a small fracture, and she’s quite satisfied with her cast and the attention from the medical staff. They were utterly impressed by her. Telling them all about your experiments while they …”

“It’s my fault, John. I didn’t pay attention. If I hadn’t…”

“Stop it, Sherlock. It wasn’t your fault. Rosie’s the one who were in a rush when Mrs. Hudson came to visit. That she tipped that bottle of soap over and then slipping was an accident that could’ve happened even if I was present. These things happen with children all the time, Sherlock. Don’t pester yourself, please.”

Without being aware, John’s started to stroke Sherlock’s hair. Sherlock’s gone limp and breathes evenly.

Is he sleeping?

Then Sherlock moves and faces John, reaches out an arm and pulls John in, hiding his face on John’s chest. John continues to pet Sherlock’s hair.

“Did you finish the experiment?” John asks quietly.

“Mm, we did,” Sherlock mutters.

“Good. Maybe we can go to the park and try it out tomorrow, then,” John says and places a kiss on the top of Sherlock’s head.

Sherlock draws back a little and looks up at John, lifts a hand and places it on John’s cheek. John turns his head, grabs Sherlock’s hand and kisses the palm. Sherlock’s eyes widen in surprise. He looks so young and vulnerable, and John can’t resist the urge any longer. They meet halfway in a soft, promising kiss.

Some parentlock for you this Saturday <3

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