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twicesserafim · 8 months

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"Couples fight, it's all gonna be okay."

[Not proofread!]

Third Person Pov:

"well if you listened to me, kkura!" "i am, y/n! you're lying. I can tell when you lie, why do you keep going out late, not telling me who you're with or what you're doing!" "because i cant, babe." "Jesus fuck, i cant do this. I need some air."

You groaned, sitting back down on the bed, running your hand through your hair before mumbling. "okay, fine. do whatever you want." That's a line both of you know, the like you use when you're upset with the person you said it to.

Sakura knew for sure, you're mad at her. She sighed and grabbed a hoodie, throwing it on, grabbing her phone and wallet before walking out. She walked out of the dorm. It took about an hour before there was a knock on your door.

"hm?" "hey.. it's zuha, can i come in?" "yeah, go ahead" She opened the door before closing it behind her, "what's up zuzu?" "eunchae isnt.. happy" "what? why?" "what's going on between you and kkura unnie?"

"uh, im not cheating, im trying to plan something for our 3 year anniversary but she thinks im cheating and stuff. It's just- complicated, i don't know." "are you guys gonna be okay?" "i hope so, i hope we don't break up over something this dumb."

"yeah.. we all hope so too." "why is eunchae upset?" "listen.. it's.. you and kkura unnie are like her parents. you guys fighting feels like her parents are fighting, she doesn't feel good. Because she's worried you guys are gonna break up"

You groaned before running your eyes, "can i talk to her?" "yeah, give me a sec." Kazuha left and less then a minute later, eunchae came in. "unnie.." "eunnie, it's okay, hun." "are you guys gonna be okay?" You nodded with a soft smile. "have you been crying, unnie?" "not really"

"you look like you've been at least crying a little bit, you also look tired. get some sleep and i'll wake you up with kkura unnies home" "you don't have to wake me up, we can talk and sort it out when we're ready, but we're gonna be okay. don't worry, okay?" "okay.. rest well, unnie." "thanks, eunchae"

...

Sakura walked into the room and into the bathroom, as the shower turned on. You laid there, you weren't happy. You were still upset with her. Mad, sad, upset, disappointed and betrayed. Did she really think you would cheat?

Once she walked out, you guys locked eyes for a few seconds before her eyebrows furrowed. "have you been crying?" "no" "liar" she whispered, walking up closer to you, taking a closer look at you. "you've been crying."

"leave it." "crying because you broke up with your side-" "my fucking god, sakura! there's no one else, why don't you get that!" "right. so what the hell are you doing? huh? if there's no one?!" "why can't you trust me?" "why can't you tell me?"

"why don't you fucking trust me, sakura." you asked, your voice sounded desperate. It sounded.. hurt. Sakura rubbed her face, "i do trust you. you're just acting weird, do now i'm questioning if i should be trusting you."

"just because i'm acting weird? what about it? i'm not cheating, i never have and i never will." "and how am i supposed to believe you?" "because we're dating?!" "and what about it!?" "are you gonna trust me or not." "i don't know, alright? just let me think about this."

"sleep on the damn couch, i'm over this." "are you breaking up with me to be with your side or something?!" "there is no side! and no! we aren't breaking up!" "sure." "i'm so over this. what fucking side do you think i have!?" "some pretty girl, god knows."

"yeah, you." "im your side? whose your main then?" You groaned, "so there are two? or multiple.. you fucking bitch." "miyawaki sakura." "what" "don't call me that" "why not" "im your girlfriend!" "correction, was my girlfriend."

You looked at her in disbelief before shaking your head, tears welling up in your eyes, opening the closet and pulling out a small box from the corner. "i was gonna ask you to marry me, dumbass." you mumbled, throwing the box at the bottom of her feet.

"what?" "leave me alone." "y/n.." "get out of my face" "i'm sorry" "i don't care" Sakura was speechless. She's never felt so foolish, so stupid before, she reached down and grabbed the box, opening it. "it's.." "your dream ring? i know."

"i'm sorry" "mhm" "are we still together?" "i don't know." Sakura kept on staring at the ring. Wiping away the tears that filled her eyes, the guilt was gut wrenching. She wanted to throw up. She's never felt more stupid.

"i.." "can you please leave me alone for a bit?" your voice was shaky, it came out almost like a whisper. Sakura cleared her throat softly, closing the ring box and putting it on the night stand. "yeah.. of course."

She mumbled, hesitating but walking towards you, you had your back turned to her, sakura kissed your shoulder blade, "goodnight, i love you." You stayed quiet as she sighed, opening the door but turning back to glance at you before leaving the room.

"i'm a fucking idiot." "we know." chaewon and yunjin said as sakuras eyes widened, "we heard it all, what the hell, unnie?!" sakura let them scold and yell her as much as they wanted before laying on the couch, pulling a blanket over her body.

Closing her eyes, that's when the two realized. They never had to say anything. She already felt horrible. The next day, none of the members have seen sakura in the state she was now, tired, zoned out, unresponsive, not smiley, it's was just.. nothing.

Eunchae was.. in a state too, she was upset, mad and disappointed. Upset that you guys were arguing, mad that you said you guys would be okay but you guys aren't. And disappointed in sakura.

Sakura made a promise to eunchae, a few months back that she would never hurt you. She broke the promise. Eunchae hasn't said a single word to sakura, but neither of them have really spoken up, the dorm is usually pretty quiet becaus everyone's in their own rooms.

But once you guys get together it's loud, but that isnt the case today. Even when you're together, it's even quieter then when you're alone. The room is quiet, full of tension and awkwardness.

"you said you would be okay." eunchae finally spoke up, you looked up from the plate of food in front of you. "we will be" "doesn't look like it.. you promised you would never hurt her." "i know" sakura whispered, glancing between eunchae and the plate of food before shoving half a slice of bread into her mouth to avoid speaking.

"eunchae" chaewon mumbled sternly, "no! this is stupid! can you guys just talk it out?! y/n unnie you never shut people out! you always talk about your problems! do that this time! kkura unnie.. make it up to her somehow. you guys aren't done."

"im with the kid on this one." yunjin muttered before they looked at kazuha and chaewon. "me too" kazuha agreed as chaewon sighed. "i hate to admit it, but you guys can't give up now, it's almost 3 years, plus you're like perfect for each other. so come on.."

You and sakura looked at each other, both of you pushing the plate of food forward, standing up and going into your shared room, closing the room and locking it. "so what?" "im sorry" "mhm"

"it.. i'm aware for my behaviour and what i siad was hurtful to you and i didn't think before i said a single word, i was a jerk. Though it doesn't excuse anything that i said or the reason why i was upset, i realized that i didn't care about your feelings to emotions because i got defensive. But.. i still didn't care."

"you were so fucking rude." "forgive me or not i just want to say that i love you more then anything, nothing like this will ever happen again, and i promise to you. I will, make it up to you. Only if you let me." You locked eyes for a few moments before it broke.

Something in you lost it, tears welled up in your eyes as they rolled down your cheeks, sakura immediately pulled you into her arms, placing one hand on the back of your head and the other rubbing your back softly.

You sobbed into her neck as the gut wrenching feeling came back. "i'm sorry, i'm so sorry" she whispered, "i love you more then anything, please forgive me, i'm sorry, my love. Please stop crying, i was stupid and reckless, i took advantage of you, that was the worst mistake of my life."

Sakura continued to mumble comforting words before she went quiet, only focusing on comforting you, after maybe 20 minutes? The sobs were quieter and your breaths slowed, less tears came out. "are you okay now?" she whispered.

You caught your breath and went to wipe your eyes but your girl beat you to it. "are you okay?" you nodded. "are we okay..? are you mine?" you hesitated but nodded, "promise me you'll never do or say anything like that again."

"i promise. you have my word." "right.. so you're gonna marry me right?" sakura nodded with a small smile. "of course" your lips connected for a few seconds before you guys pulled away. You poked your head outside as the member turned over the look.

Once you walked out, they saw you're guys fingers were intertwined. "assa!" "oh my god!" "they're okay!" Eunchae stayed quiet, only running to the two of you as you both wrapped your arm around her.

"i told you that we would be okay" you whispered. "never fight again" you both looked at each other with a small smile before looking back to eunchae. "we'll never fight that badly again, but couples fight, it's normal."

"not you guys.." "eun, all couples fight, it's all gonna be okay" you mumbled as she sighed before nodding, "don't fight like that again" you both agreed as everything returned to the way it was before.

Everything was okay.

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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Mad dog with oikawa sister would be insane

Oikawa would just faint

🤣🤣🤣 honestly YN would probably save telling Toru for like a time when he really pisses her off

You and Kentaro had been dating for a few months now in secret, well a secret to nobody but your brother Toru Oikawa 🙌🏻 you hadn't planned on ever telling Toru that you were dating "HIS" winged spiker because of

1) it's none of his business

2) it's Toru and he's a drama queen

However 👀 that was all before that fateful day when your brother pushed you just a little 🤏🏻 too far...

"Shittykawa lay off!" Iwaizumi growled as your brother stopped, throwing his hands up in the air in protest

"Iwa-chan, all I said was that YN isn't as popular as I am! There's nothing wrong with living in my shadow, little YN loves it," your brother says patting your head 😊

"Just say the word YN," Iwaizumi growls as you just shake your head

"It's fine Haji, let the gReAt KiNg think whatever he wants," you say rolling your eyes

"YN, it's really ok to not be as popular as I am. I mean, look at all the girls I have fawning over me," Toru gushes

"Yeat you still get broken up with," Makki interrupts 🙃

"Oh burn!" Mattsun chimes in

"At least I'm dating, YN's never had a boyfriend," Toru says as your eyes widen and quickly locate your boyfriend Kentaro Kyotani GLARING at your brother

He's about to go feral YN stop him!!

Or don't

"Toru, for your information, I am dating someone and have been for months now," you say

"HAHA HAHA good one YN," Toru says, wiping a tear from his eyes

You rn 👉🏻😐

Iwaizumi 👉🏻😠 ✋🏻 🏐

Kentaro 👉🏻😡👊🏻

The rest of Seijoh 👉🏻👀🍿 📱

"I'm not lying toru," you say as your brother smirks

"YN, it's really ok that you aren't dating anyone, don't feel bad-," Toru starts to say before two volleys simultaneously hit him in the back of the head

"What the hell?!?!" Toru turns to see Iwaizumi and Kyotani at the ready wirh two more volleyballs

"Oikawa uou better leave my girlfriend alone before I break your skull," Kentaro growls

Toru 👉🏻👁👄👁 girlfriend???

You 👉🏻😏

"YN you're dating mad dog?" Toru questions as you smile and nod

"Yes Toru, we've been dating for a few months," you say as your bothers hand goes to his chest in a pained move

"And you didn't tell me that my favorite sister and MY winged spiker were a couple?!?! YN how could you," Toru cries 😭

"I mean, are you really that surprised?" Kunimi questions 🤔

"Yes!!! Im suppose to know what's going on with my team-," Toru starts to say before again being pelted with two volleyballs 🏐

"YN tell your boyfriend to knock it off!" Oikawa whines

"He's YOUR winged spiker Toru, you tell him," you say before skipping off

Legend has it, Oikawa never teased you about popular again 🥰

#my lovely bbys #live action headcannons 🤣#follower headcannons #maycat

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jen3nini · 1 year

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Jealousy

Warnings:smut ig

Summary:Joo Seok-Hoon ignores u so u try and make him jealous

UGH seok plzzz pay attention to meeeeee y/n I’m busy leave me alone said seok plzzzzzz plzzzz you start to push him and begging for him to pay attention to u he got annoyed and pushed your hand away harshly and threw the chair and said DONT YOU SEE IM FUCKING BUSY JUST LEAVE ME ALONE I-I’m sorry I’ll g-go you ran out the classroom and Lee Min-Hyeok saw and heard everything and ran behind u u went to the bathroom and locked your self in one of the stall’s and Lee Min-Hyeok came inside the bathroom y/n y/n come it’s me you unlocked the stall and Lee Min-Hyeok started wiping your tears don’t cry y/n it’s ok why did he yell at me? He’s just mad abt something just forget abt it well I want to get him back he looked at u with a confused look and u said I want u to help me make home jealous ARE U CRAZY Y/N HE WILL SKIN ME ALIVE he said come on plzzzzzz no y/n I don’t wanna get killed plzzzzz u said with puppy eyes ahhh fine ok he said yayyyyy thank u then the bell rang and it was time to go home

AT HOME:

You’re trying to call Joo Seok-Hoo but he’s not answering than u open insta and you saw he posted something on story u clicked his story and u saw him taking a picture with Joo Seok-Kyung and Ha Eun-Byeol Yoo Je-Ni Bae Ro-Na Lee Min-Hyeok and they were at a party u felt so sad bc he didn’t invite u u called Lee Min-Hyeok

On the phone:

Lee Min-Hyeok:hey y/n what’s up

Y/n:we’re is Seok?

Lee Min-Hyeok:h-he is busy he’s studying

Y/n:ik your lying he’s at a party

Lee Min-Hyeok:if u knew then why did u ask me?

Y/n: I was testing u to see if u would tell the truth-anyways what are u guys doing?

Lee Min-Hyeok:we’re dancing chilling drinking

Y/n:what’s seok doing rn?

Lee Min-Hyeok: he’s talking with eun byeol

Y/n: ok I gotta go bye

Lee Min-Hyeok: seeya

Y/n pov:

I can’t believe he’s at a party and didn’t invite me his he seriously still mad at me u said to yourself u were silent for a moment and realized that the party was at the penthouse you decided to join them and make seok jealous u finished getting ready and went to the penthouse upstairs and knocked at the door and Yoo Je-Ni opened the door and she looked at u weirdly and said umm y/n are u really trying to get killed today you know seok doesn’t like u to wear reviling clothes wdym I’m only wearing top a with skirt on I said ya a really reveling top and skirt she said whatever I walked in and saw Lee Min-Hyeok hey- are u serious y/n u really trying to get a killed Ik I’m not allowed to wear this but I’m trying to make seok jealous I said then seok came in the living room holding hands with eun byeol it really heart broke u bc he used to hold your hand like that Lee Min-Hyeok saw how sad you are then he said wanna dance with a smile you guy’s danced and u saw how mad seok is u smirked it then been 10 minutes and u and Lee Min-Hyeok got tired and you guys took a break and sat in the couch and then u looked at seok and u saw him darkly smirk u were so confused then eun byeol started flirting with seok and the way she was touching his hand drove u so mad u then u started talking with Lee Min-Hyeok and u saw how eun byeol was touching his face and neck u were super mad and you pushed yourself onto Lee Min-Hyeok and you heard seok getting up he pulled you away from Lee Min-Hyeok harshly he then took u to his room and locked the door and pushed u on the bed s-seok shut the fuck up he said he took of his clothes and started to kiss u a-ah seok look at u he scoffs what a slut u know very well I told u not to wear stuff like this why did u do u do it? U yelled at me and and ignored me so I wanted to make u jealous sorry princess I’m sorry but I’m still gonna punish u he took of your underwear and started to rub your clit oh fuck mhm shh princess u don’t want them to hear us do u? He started to play with your pussy and suck your boobs some time later he covered your body with his blanket and he kissed you and then u both went to sleep

The next day at school:

You were finishing your homework while seok was playing games on his phone then Lee Min-Hyeok came heyy y/n u oh heyy hyeok Hru he said I’m good that’s good and u seok? Seok glared at him hey I’m sorry abt yesterday it’s fine seok said are we cool? Yea seok said while getting up from his chair Lee Min-Hyeok got scared and ran screaming seok ran after him and everyone bursted out laughed don’t worry Lee Min-Hyeok I’ll do your homework after school you yelled laughing Lee Min-Hyeok came back and said u better then continued running

The end

idk what I wrote😭

Plz Don’t copy my work btw sorry if I misspelled anything

#the penthouse x reader #penthouse smuts

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incarnateirony · 2 months

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Why do I have this nagging feeling Shealyn Rachael Bonds isn't just on her seven hour drive home, but planning in the hopes that I've unpinned my post, so she doesn't have to look at the whole. Her right to a great generational soul that doesn't involve riding my cock.. thing. like maybe if she drives REAL SLOW or even BACKWARDS she won't have to sit at a PC and figure out an answer on why the fallen upper class princess that hasn't ever driven further than whatever local metro area of family vacation she's on, never stolen a thing in her life and only sells things reliant on her partners promotions like--yeah sure, that rich bitch over there, perfect pathway to the great god Hermes, she's read the book 0, as in, she's read zero fucking books about hermetics. I think she googled it once and skimmed wiki about the kybalion. yup, that one right there, has nothing to do with the 3 years she spent stalking her degree 8-9 ex she jacked off to the image of every night pretending it was someone else. That oblivious cunt, right there, perfect priestess. doncha know she was on her way home at age eight shopping for prada and the great god fell in love with her exclusively, and that's why he calls her starlight, and not that every single fucking soul he can't remember the name of is a star

And yall, literally any of yall in her orbit that look at this, literally fucking shame on you for encouraging this delusional rabbit hole much disappearing down her ritual madness bullshit. The Void is blind and i can't see you, but I can fucking hear you if I want to tune in, and truly, get off my fucking dick.

no seriously if I'm asleep in the right abyssal state I literally can't help but hear your horse shit even if I don't want to, and i literally spent years blocking it out like any sycophantic followers, but no, you let her ride my ass for half a year to stalk my investor in a furry porn server, and now we're here.

mark blease how to i literally explain she's groomed you into my amazing cock, like don't get me wrong, it's fucking FANTASTIC, that's why she can't let it go, but whatever "I swear I feel it" shit she pulls with you is literally just an echo, on god, or me, whichever at this point, because you motherfuckers won't delineate, and she literally groomed you to a cult of Me.

What motherfucking BAFFLES me is that Mark is such a wasteland piece of desperate shit that he doesn't wonder why I'm on about this shit a month later at the inevitable cost of followers or whatever clout bullshit they idealized in the first week or two thinking That'd Fucking Stop Me.

It's because it's righteous anger, Mark, and it's real, and she's a lying piece of shit, and whether it's in a month or three years, she's going to fuck you over too if you don't make this fucking goblin face her own fucking monsters.

When we say "we have been doing this for lifetimes", maybe this falls in the category of shit Shealyn Magically Had A Fucking Belief Lobotomy About, but we're not kidding. There's people all the way back from egypt telling this cunt to get bent at this point. Figure it out, and HELP HER LIKE I TRIED TO.

WE BOTH MOTHERFUCKING DID!!! ASK HER TO EXPLAIN DRIVING IN REVERSE!!! FUCKING SEE WHAT DISCO REMIX OF HER COMICALLY DRIVING BACKWARDS WITH HER OWN BOMB DOES. NO SERIOUSLY, MESSAGE FROM THE GODS, DUMB FUCK REFUSES TO CALL FOR HELP AND WILL LITERALLY DRIVE BACKWARDS FOR ALL ETERNITY, MESSAGE FROM EIGHT YEARS AGO CALLED?????????????????????????????

LIKE EVEN WHILE IM BEATING HER ASS INTO PASTE HERMES IS TRYING TO GRAB HER HAND AND SHE'S STILL GOING FUCKING BACKWARDS BECAUSE SHE DOESNT LIKE THE FUCKING SUBTEXT????? AND WANTS HER OWN VERSION TO GIVE YOU LATER????????

HE IS TRYING TO PULL HER OUT OF THE ABYSS YOU HAVE ALL MADE FOR HER!!! I'm trying to eat her and that's fine but YOU HAVE TO RESPECT HIS FUCKING EFFORT EVEN WHILE SHE BLASPHEMES HIM FOR YEARS ON END??????????

i don't think you understand he is literally like, the essence of humanity as a summum, to boil it down. He is doing everything in his power to hold on and not leave her while she continues to spurn him and his efforts, and you help her, in the name of your goddamn fursuitfriday channeling weekends!!

FUCKING FIX IT!!!!

SHE IS AT THE FUCKING PRECIPICE OF THE ABYSS NO MATTER WHAT SHE THINKS ALOUD OR TELLS YOU. IF YOU DO NOT INTERVENE, FORGET SEPTEMBER, TRY LIKE, APRIL.

how

how do we explain to you that right now

there's not even two wolves fighting, there's an entire pack, and there's two brothers in brokeback tartarus, and they're trying to figure out the fucking pack rations with this fat cow, but maybe little mercy little bit? And then you let her keep fucking up the mercy part while the wolves are watching, and you're calling it Supporting Her.

BRING THE GODDAMN DISEASED HEIFFER TO A FUCKING VETERINARIAN, SHE LITERALLY NEEDS HELP, ALL CATTLE AND STD JOKES ASIDE, NO LEGIT, THE WOMAN IS BATSHIT AND THINKS HER EX HUSBAND'S FACE IS THE GREAT GOD HERMES AND YALL NEVER QUESTIONED THAT

am i insanely powerful compared to her tiny smooth brain? have I blown her mind many times? yes, and that even when I was three or four degrees lower. Much less where I am now, where she is ironically refusing to onboard a single piece of fucking information at this point because the truth hurts too much, but like, Mark, you took that on. Me protecting her from herself was a me thing, even if she never recognized it. Now it's your turn, and you've been doing a SHIT job of it.

Look, I get when I was working 60-70 hours a week trying to save everybody's ass from trump AND pay for her twice daily gas station trips For Giggles, I wasn't as emotionally available as she wanted for her FUCKING roleplay, especially once hermes himself deuced from her oblivious ass and my muse had fled me because of her. Okay? But that's your job now. So fucking DO IT. Are you a fucking man and husband, or a fucking toddler? Take care of your bitch, because she already lost her cracker a WHILE ago.

And I'm not sure if you noticed, but if you don't get her shit in order with a quickness, there's not gonna be a cracker to put the fucking cheese that slid off back on, okay? I'm waiting for when the void and the matrix align to turn the cracker to dust, and I haven't been fucking foggy about that, okay? So work it out, and work it out fast if you 1. give a shit 2. believe in any god or magic at all outside of your bedroom exhibits

like if you guys are just raping my face for some weird BDSM thing at least let me order some art for that, cuz otherwise it's just super weird.

By the way, he's not... a shapeshifter because he... does the skinwalker thing.

He's... a shapeshifter... because he's most souls.

Like the ones subtweeting you with Very Funny Usernames.

Figure out the difference.

"My excuse is shapeshifter." your excuse is only my dick eight inches down your throat in the astral plane, there's no negotiation here. If you have a problem, take it up with her. If you'd paid attention to his essence for two seconds of souls, paths, etc, you'd look at the Tartarus trend and slit your wrists right now, but you won't, because you refuse that amount of self awareness. Just the cult to my amazing boner.

I decided a while ago. None of YOU care about consent or morality. So neither will we. Enjoy the show, because we'll make sure anyone in her blast radius picked up on the fucking scanners doesn't get the courtesies you refuse me, however whoever in the area feels about it, mkay. The karma can all be signed to her anyway, that's what makes it so funny. So yall wanna rape me for years? Okay. Cool. We'll play now.

Mark, she hasn't admitted it to you, but she's dreamed of me already. Or Rhys or whatever the fuck she calls me now.

Hi, bitch. Gonna give ALL our secrets away.

bitch i'ma tell you to look back to say mid october, and look at all your wet dreams, and realize how fucked in every angle you are.

technically you were even refucked at that angle what, 2-4 days ago? time is fuzzy forgive us, even our idea of targeted strikes can be a day late. Hashtag average three day postal time unless express?

no seriously mark, she is LITERALLY a Side Order. Feel like climbing my Spire Of Order? You, like her, have been on it for quite a long fucking time to not be doing anything with it.

Wait! It was Here I Am Night! And the night after! And after that! Yes, hello! Oh yes and the night everything caught crabs, that night, I think, too. My apologies to the collective unconscious, that happens sometimes with the wrong Ones.

Oh and Mark? Try not to negotiate this away just because you dislike the account of sender. If you have any care for tiny starlight there, you will recognize a picture for a picture with previously posted portraits. Whether you believe a god is speaking to you at any point or not, a face is a face, and should be respected as such. I was kind to her over the understandable confusion the other night, but one who insists on stealing a face may just have their own face stolen.

Whether you take it as advice from a god of messages or a counselor with a few scores of certificates, take your future wife to a therapist for deep dive recovery about her former relationship attachments, before anything, for both of your tortured sakes. And don't skirt corners. All of it. Right down to the silly octopus babbling sounds. Her branding and identity, and so on. You see, when you aren't intentionally combatting it, it sounds like she's quite far off her rocker, doesn't it? Put her back on it. That's the job.

#why am i yet again the one sending a message to save her #i'm so tired #there was a fucking persona tweet about weaknesses #where did that go #get this shit off #oh my god #no this bitch needs to rot #legit #fucking putrefy the beast #she comes pre-putridated

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my-lunaberg · 1 year

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I went on a TftSMP binge yesterday before watching The Maze for the first time and I thought it would be fun to rank them :D Thats it, lets start !!

The Beach Episode: Ive only watched this one once when it first came out and it was so boring and I disliked it so much that when it came time to watch it again as part of my rewatch(es), I just didnt. The premise is fun enough but the execution is really lacking and I really hate how it breaks continuity, I know its petty but that kinda stuff is really important to me. I dont have much else to say, I didnt like it very much and if it were up to me, it wouldnt be canon but it clearly is so. whatever

The Haunted Mansion: Again, the premise is fun and I like the idea of a tale taking place in like, the near future and still featuring some characters we know from the present day mixed in with original characters, but again, I thought the execution was lacking. TftSMP lives and dies by its characters imo and I didnt particularly like any of them. The twins were pretty cute and I always enjoy Schlatt's performance but idk it just wasnt enough for me

The Town That Never Was: Honestly, I keep forgetting this one and I wasnt sure if I should even watch it since I didnt watch it the first time around but I watched it now and I cant say I regret it. It does feel very disconnected and it does feel weird to count it as part of TftSMP but its a neat little episode 0-type thing (even if it does feel pretty out of character for Karl ngl lol)

The Village That Went Mad: Ah, the one that started it all. Im so glad the fandom looked at this one and collectively decided that Karl was a time traveller because without it we probably wouldnt have gotten the rest of the series without it! Its pretty neat, although I do wish they did a bit more roleplaying because the most entertaining parts were definitely the in-charcter interactions

The Lost City of Mizu: This is where TftSMP starts getting really good imo. Its kind of an interesting how it almost acts as a transition of sorts, from the more gamified format to more traditional roleplay. Ive already made a post about this, but I think itd be neat if they would remake this one, because the concept is so good and I really enjoyed the interactions between Cleetus, Benjamin and Ranboos character (I forgot his name sry) but the format and the need to rush through the story felt really restricting. I also really enjoyed the details about the lack of food and stuff going wrong with the oxygen system which I never really noticed on my previous watches but really came to appreciate this time. I also liked how clueless Ranbob seemed, I honestly dont think that was an acting choice I think cc!Dream was just actually inexplicably unprepared but I thought it was really funny. Like, it seemed like he wasnt given a name or didnt have one prepared so he just made it up on the spot lol

The Pit: The premise of this one was really fun! I am a little upset that we didnt get the Ran lore that was apparently planned but it worked fine without it. Honestly, I dont have much to say, the characters were fun, I do wish we couldve seen them interact among each other a bit more but I still liked it.

The Wild West: Full disclosure, The Masquerade has been a long time favorite of mine and I was very sure it was gonna be my top one and while I ended up being right, this one is still very high up the ranking and it is the funniest one for sure. There were so many funny and dare I say iconic moments, I dont think I could list them all but my top three moments were: "This is where I keep my mail and. wife", Percy's introduction and exchange with John John, any moment with Jack Kanoff. I also appreciate the reference to The Masquerade :D

The Maze: I was soooooo excited when I read the premise and I'd be a lying if I wasnt a little bit dissapointed at the execution. However, Slimecicle absolutely carried this entire thing on his back, I absolutely adored his performance. That ending twist was also just great, idk why it got me the way it did but it elevated the entire episode for sure. The lore it ended on was also really interesting, although a bit disappointing in retrospect now thats basically over. I hope they integrated some of the lore from TftSMP into the main storyline as well because I do think its very interesting

The Masquerade: MY FAVORITE :DDDDD I adore murder mysteries in fancy mansions and I adore masquerades so yeah, ofc I love this one. I loved everyones fancy outfits, I loved Techno as Sir Billiam III, I loved Karl flirting with Mason, I loved the twist UGHHH. I also thought this episode was really funny, even if not as funny as The Wild West. My standards for humor arent that high tbh, I just liked how they made fun of rich people lmao. I think my favorite moment was probably the one where Karl was hiding in that closet with Sebastian and he was getting murdered right next to him, it was surprisingly tense. All around great, I loved it

#dream smp #tales from the smp

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bl00dy-r0s3s · 2 years

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Kind of a Vent not really though.

This is basically a story, about my experience with someone on this app. It came up because my friend asked me something if i was someone going by the same Nickname of Em, they were telling their story about another person on this app and their experience with this person.

My friend thought it was me it wasn't though but their experience with this person was scarily similar to my experience with an ex friend of mine on this app who i knew by a lot of names mostly Val or Valentine though.

I'm basically just telling this because i need to somehow get this out of my system.

Though some important warnings before you read this

This deals with, attempted OD, talk of Suicide, people being toxic, guilt tripping via Suicide attempts and so much other shit.

Also for anyone wanting to tell me that i am lying i can and will provide screenshots i have taken over the course of our interactions. I have a lot and I'm not afraid to show them.

Ok so, basically this all began at my first few weeks on this app, i downloaded Tumblr because i thought it looked fun and i had heard a lot of good and funny stuff about it. I hoped I'd manage to make some friends which i did.

Basically my first few weeks i was lonely i didn't post things and I didn't interact with anyone because i was scared, scared of rejection, scared of people thinking im weird and other things. I ended up making a friend at the time known as Watermelon Sugar Writes.

They aren't on here any more and they deleted their blog a while ago but they were my first friend on here and i appreciated them.

I first met Val though them because there was a lot of talk about Platonic marriage on here and i wanted in as mostly a Joke, Val said he'd "marry me" and we started interacting a lot we basically talked every day and i had a lot of fun because we would talk about basically anything and we roleplayed a lot because we both liked doing it. We had grown extremely close in the time we had talked with each other and i was comfortable to vent to him when i felt awful so i did that.

Back then i was a little dumb when i vented because I didn't ask for permission mostly because i forgot because i was sad/angry or whatever emotion i was feeling. So we fought a lot... He accused me of never thinking about his feelings when venting and i agreed i hadn't. And i felt bad about it but I couldn't change it now so i said that i wouldn't Vent to him anymore because I didn't want to hurt him more emotionally then i already did.

At some point he told me he had Did i believed him obviously because he never gave me a reason not to. But looking back on it now it seems at least a bit unbelievable. I'm not someone to fake claim someone but it was a bit weird.

So we continued talking continued roleplaying and whatever else we did and it was fun for a while at least until he started pushing me to vent to him when i wasn't feeling well even if i had said no before. He didn't really care he just wanted to know what was wrong and there was nothing really wrong about it until he started directing what we were talking about to himself. Basically when i was venting to him after he forced me after a while he'd talk about his own experience and make the whole conversation about him.

I didn't care at the time i wanted my friend to feel better so i listened. After a while it got worse because i had started going into Little space due to the immense trauma i was under because of my past. Val also went Little and it was fine we'd take care of eachother if one of us was little but at some point that changed... He started getting angry when i went little, he didn't tell me I didn't know until he blew up at me and told me that he got angry whenever i did go little. So i stopped going little I'd force myself out with whatever means i could just so that he wouldn't be mad. I'm as of now still scared to go into little space even after having no contact to Val whatsoever.

We started interacting normally again but he ended up still wanting me to take care of him when he was little even though he basically forbade me from going little, i did it because i cared so much for him. Our fights over the months just got worse and worse we'd fight over the dumbest things and he'd throw all these nasty insults at me.

It only got worse after he met a DID system known as the Cinnamon system. Now i liked the host of the system they were nice to me in fact all of their alters were but after a while one of their alters started to turn on me. She would talk bad about me to Val and he would agree he'd also talk shit about me, i only know of this because said alter used it to make me feel even worse then i already was. That Ended up going so far that this alter got Val to block me on Tumblr i had no idea why he agreed but he did.

He unblocked me shortly after but it just got worse. He got close to another alter who he eventually fell in love with i was happy for him really but he left and i had to make him somehow feel better. So i did everything in my power to do so, i stayed awake way to late to talk to him and keep him from doing dumb shit.

But i guess it didn't work because at some point he wrote me saying he was about to OD then he stopped talking to me for a while. He'd sent me all these little text and i was feeling awful i was feeling like it was my fault he did it.

I some how got him to puke out the Pills and everything was good again at least i thought it was. The fights continued getting worse and worse to the point where i tried ODing.

I didn't succeed and he stopped talking to me saying that i was making him feel awful because i tried ODing. I kept on apologizing over and Over, we were on ok terms again but then there was another big fight he basically said that everything bad that had happened to him was my fault and that i only cared about the facade he had built up. I ended up blocking him because i couldn't handle it anymore.

A day or so after he wrote me not clearly apologizing for what he did but saying that one of his alters a Persecuter did it. We continued talking even though I didn't want to i had half the mind to block me but he kept on guild tripping me into not doing it because he'd kill himself if i did it. So i didn't he ended up making me apologize for something i had no part in and we continued talking again.

He continued being toxic to me which can be confirmed with some of my friends who i talked/ventet to about what was happening. And at some point i had enough.

It started with one of his alters fronting and asking me to help them get their mind of of Val. I did or i tried to at least but instead of doing that they just kept on asking me all these fucking questions about him so at some point i blew up.

I got angry and asked them if they wanted to get their mind away from him why would they continue to ask me all these fucking questions about him.

In retrospect this wasn't the best decision because i got angry but i can't change it. I ended up doing what most of my friends who knew about what was happening had been telling me to do for months i blocked all of his accounts and stopped interacting with him entirely.

I was completely done with him. He still tried reaching out to me via Pinterest asking me why i blocked him but i ignored it and it felt like i was free. It felt like a huge rock of self doubt and guilt just fell off.

After a few months of this i got a message from an old anon of mine who was now in a relationship with Val. They were accusing me of being Toxic and guilt tripping him which i didn't do. They also tried calling me out for "Grooming him" because i as a 17 year old was in a relationship with a minor.

I wasn't grooming him i only told him i loved him nothing more any sexual things were started by him. He as a minor interacted knowingly with Nsfw content and did Nsfw scenes in our role play. When this happened I didn't even know he was a minor because he told me he was 19 which turned out to be fake. I told him to just come clean and stop pretending because it wouldn't end well but he didn't.

I told the person my side of the story telling everything i have said up until now and i gave them the decision to either believe me or not to believe me but block me. They ended up choosing the latter which i was fine with because I didn't need someone in my life who would rather listen to one side of the story and make up their mind before listening to the other.

And that is where i am now. I have completely cut contact with Val because i couldn't deal with it anymore and i am happier then i have been in basically an entire year.

I don't know why i felt the need to write this down but i did and here it is. I just needed to get it out somehow.

#vents #do not like!

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iheartcake123 · 2 years

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☁️change-yoon gwi-nam☁️

a/n: hii guys, sorry about the delay!! life’s been busy and obviously writing fics aren’t a priority but i am slowly getting requests done :) part 5 will be extra long and the final part for this fic so i hope you all liked it so far <33 also the make out scene i cringed so much while writing it lol

warnings:mentions of killing, zombies, knives and contains some spoilers if you haven’t watched all the episodes!! also a make-out scene💀

Masterlist

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 5 (1)

Part 4

-3rd person p.o.v-

“fuck” y/n cursed as she pushed the door once again im the hopes she’d be able to open it.

it was night time now and gwi-nam still hadn’t returned. y/n sighed pacing back and forth until she realised the obvious.

“im an idiot” she shook her head before picking up a chair and throwing it as hard as she could through the glass door, breaking it on impact.

she rolled her eyes at the fact she didn’t figure it out in the first place to just break the glass.

y/n took a deep breath in to smell the air, she needed to find gwi-nam to stop him from doing any harm to her friends.

as she continued to try and smell the air, a familiar scent filled her nose and she realised it was gwi-nam. she made sure to follow where the smell was the strongest and sure enough she came across him lying on the grass.

he looked like his legs were broken and he was groaning in pain as his bones continued to crack while healing.

“gwi-nam, what did you do?” she whispered feeling slightly bad as he looked to be in so much pain.

“i’ll kill him” gwi-nam suddenly lifted his head as it cracked before turning to look at y/n, a smile growing on his face “help me up”

gwi-nam reached his arm out and y/n debated on whether she should help him or not.

“if i help you, then you have to stop whatever you’re doing. seriously, you’re acting like a mad man!” y/n wearily said and he rolled his eyes.

“fine, i can just get up myself” he groaned as he forced his body to get into an upright crawling position.

y/n sighed at his stubbornness.

“okay, i’ll help you up regardless..” she reached down and just before helping him stand she paused “but, you owe me an apology and you need give me some proper answers okay?”

y/n didn’t understand why she still wanted to help him after everything he’d done but here she was.

gwi-nam nodded in response as y/n then helped him to his feet while continuing to support his body as they walked to find some place for him to sit down.

“this way” she helped him to an empty classroom before closing the door “sit”

y/n sat in silence as she waited for his body to heal and eventually when it did he was back to his usual self.

“thank you for your help but im now going to find the assholes” he winked at y/n before heading towards the door.

“no, you owe me an apology and an explanation” y/n spat as she aggressively grabbed the back of his neck and pulling him back.

“ah” he complained turning to look at y/n “what should i apologise for, huh?”

“what you should apologise for? for biting me! for going after my friends and for breaking my leg!” y/n raised her voice “i actually liked you, a lot! and that’s why i kissed you back the day when we were in the principals office..you said you would change but here you are acting like an asshole again”

“don’t give me that bullshit, you left me to die” he grunted.

and that’s when y/n snapped.

she lifted her hand and slapped him.

“you’re such an ass” she then spat and gwi-nam smirked as he stepped forward.

“if im such an ass then why did you help me?” he backed her up against a wall again “if im such an ass then why do you react when i touch you”

gwi-nam traced his fingers up y/n’s arm and up to her neck.

her breath hitched as he then brushed his fingers across her lips.

“you know, you smell so fucking nice” he leaned in and whispered in her ear “so irresistible”

“gwi-nam, what are you-” y/n gulped, her heart pounding out of her chest.

“im just admiring you” gwi-nam’s lips connected with y/n’s neck as he left soft kisses trailing up to her jaw “i can stop, just say the word”

“gwi-nam, we shouldn’t-” y/n breathed out, unable to form a sentence.

she herself didn’t know why she wasn’t just flat out telling him to stop.

she wanted this.

and she didn’t know why.

maybe it was because he also smelled good or maybe because she was crazily attracted to him since the first kiss.

or maybe it was the zombie side of her.

she didn’t know.

but what she did know is that she didn’t want him to stop.

“hm” gwi-nam hummed as he know pressed kisses along her collar bone.

a sigh escaped y/n’s lips and she brought her hands to the sides of gwi-nam’ head.

he paused and lifted his head to look at y/n.

“kiss me” she whispered and gwi-nam smugly smiled before connecting his lips to hers.

gwi-nam’ hands went down to y/n’s waist before snaking one behind her back as he pulled her close to him. their bodies practically touching.

they remained like this for a couple of minutes before y/n finally pulled back.

she was shocked.

shocked at what had just happened.

she had just made out with gwi-nam.

a murderer.

but she didn’t hate it. and that’s what worried her.

“im sorry, that shouldn’t have happened” y/n quickly pushed gwi-nam away from her as she wiped her lips with her sleeve while turning her back on him.

gwi-nam loudly sighed.

“cant you see how much i like you?” his voice was calm as y/n slowly turned look at him “am i not allowed to like you and show it?”

“you’re a murderer gwi-nam. you try to hurt my friends, what am i supposed to do? am i supposed to fall to my knees and confess my love for you?” y/n fired at him.

she was in a moral dilemma and didn’t know how to get out of it.

“but, you do like me don’t you? if you like me then i’ll change just for you” he then asked and she sighed.

where was he getting this sudden personality change from?

“i don’t know what i feel..” y/n muttered before heading to the classrooms door.

“do what you want gwi-nam..change or don’t change. because at the end of the day you’ll always go back to being a bully” y/n opened the door with tears in her eyes before walking out.

she wanted to believe that he could change.

but she just couldn’t.

#all of us are dead #all of us are dead imagines #all of us are dead fic #all of us are dead x reader #aouad imagines #kdrama imagine #aouad x reader #gwi nam #gwi nam imagine #gwi nam x reader #writing #kdrama x reader #kdrama #aouad #aouad spoilers

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kylie-writes-stuff · 3 years

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Too Far

pairing: rodrick heffley x gn!reader ; greg x platonic!reader (but it's mostly a sweet family fic between rodrick and greg)

warnings: cussing, rodrick thinks greg ran away/is missing, rodrick's probably ooc, uh idk what else

word count: 1.7k (why is this the longest thing i’ve written-)

summary: (takes place during rodrick rules) y/n has been a good neighbor and friend for a while now. either of the heffley boys can go to them for anything.

a/n: im a strong believer in the fact that rodrick has a soft side and he truly cares about his little brother. he doesn't show it a lot but it's there. i love rodrick so much so i wanted to try writing for him. sorry if it's ooc but i dunno, i like it. let me know what you think :)

You were watching tv, no clue what just happened in the house down the street, when there was a knock on the door.

You got up, groaning. Who would be here this late?

You opened the door, somewhat annoyed, until you saw that it was... Greg?

It was Greg, the young boy from down the street, with tears in his eyes.

You immediately wrapped an arm around him, leading him inside, “Woah, kid, what’s wrong?”

As the two of you sat back down on the couch, he choked out an answer, “R-Rodrick.”

“What did he do this time? Want me to beat his ass for you?"

A small smile crossed your face when you were able to make the boy chuckle.

He explained that him and Rodrick had a great night together but things went bad once they got home. He said that their parents found the pictures from the party last week, which you had attended, and both the boys got it trouble. But that wasn't why Greg was crying. He was crying because Rodrick was disappointed in him and said some hurtful things.

You didn't push any further. Greg was a tough kid, most of the time, so whatever Rodrick said must've been really bad.

"Wait," you said after a few minutes, "Do your parents know you're here?"

"N-no. I snuck out."

"Greg, you can't do that," you said sternly. You weren't angry, just worried.

"You and Rodrick both sneak out all the time," He tried to reason.

"That's different. We're both old enough to take care of ourselves. No offense, but you're still just a kid. If your parents find out they're gonna be worried sick."

"Can I just stay for a while longer? Please? Besides if they find out I'm gone, they'll probably check here first."

It was true. Greg and Rowley would come to your house sometimes, just to have a different place to hang out. Your parents were away a lot of the time so it worked out.

You were Greg's babysitter when he was in 5th and 6th grade. Ms. Heffley knew you were a responsible kid and she didn't exactly want Rodrick in charge. Now he's in 7th and he's trusted a bit more so you didn't have to take care of him anymore. During that time was when you and Greg got close. The two of you became friends.

You had gotten pretty close with Rodrick too. Especially since you had a lot of the same classes in school. The two of you had similar interests so you would hang out sometimes.

Of course, you couldn't say no to Greg.

You two sat and watched whatever he wanted to watch. You told him that he could have whatever he wanted from the kitchen, it didn't matter. He immediately searched for ice cream, making you laugh.

Soon there was another knock on the door. This time you looked out the peep hole.

"It's Rodrick," you whispered to Greg.

"I'm not here!" He whispered back, running up the stairs.

You waited until he was all the way upstairs, before you opened the door, "Rodrick? Hey, what's up?"

He looked back at you with panicked eyes, "(Y/n), you gotta helped me."

You ushered him in, just as you had done with his younger brother not long ago, and you two sat down. "Of course, what is it?"

"Well I- me and Greg got into a fight I guess? I said some stuff I shouldn't have. I- Fuck, (Y/n), I messed up... I took it too far."

You gently put a hand on his knee, "Hey, relax. You're okay. What do you mean you took it too far?"

"I told him that... I said 'you might be my brother, but you'll never be my friend'. W-We got in trouble for something and I got mad at him. Obviously I don't mean it, i-it just kinda slipped out."

"Okay, well, we both how Greg is. I'm sure he'll understand if you just tell him and apologize. You two will be fine," you offered him a soft smile.

To your surprise, he shook his head.

"That's not what I need your help with."

"Oh," was all you could say.

"I went to check on him a while ago because he's never been in this much trouble, I wanted to make sure he was okay. Mom and Dad were already asleep. I- I went into his room and... and he was gone. (Y/n), I don't know what to do."

You pulled him into a hug, him quickly latching onto you. You gently ran your fingers through his hair. "It's okay Rodrick. I'll help you find him."

Of course, you knew where he was. But you wouldn't give away Greg's spot if he didn't want you too.

Rodrick looked up at you, "You will?"

"Of course, let me get a jacket and we'll go."

You went up the stairs and into your room, where Greg was sitting on your bed.

"Dude, he-"

"I heard all of it. I understand."

"Oh good," you said, waking to your closet to get a jacket, "So, do you forgive him?"

"Of course, he's my brother," The two of you smiled.

As you pulled on your jacket, you asked, "Well what do you wanna do? He's ready to go searching for you."

"Maybe you two can drive around for a while and come back, and i'll just be on the sidewalk around here? I don't know, I just don't him to get at you for lying." He suggested.

You thought about it, nodding.

"Okay... but be careful, alright? Stay in here for like 15 minutes, then you can go out."

You went back downstairs and grabbed your keys. Rodrick followed you out and into your car.

"He couldn't have gone far, right?" He asked, bouncing his knee up and down.

"Nah, i'm sure he stayed close. Lets just check the neighborhood, yeah?" You said.

You drove around, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the center console where Rodrick was holding it tightly.

"H-he can't be gone. (Y/n), he can't!"

Of course, you haven't "found" Greg yet. Rodrick was freaking out.

You pulled over and pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles, his hand still in yours.

"Hey, Rod, it's okay. We'll find him, I promise."

Rodrick shook his head, his eyes becoming glossy. You felt bad for letting him believe Greg was really gone for so long, but you told Greg you'd stick with his plan. And you were true to your word.

"What if we don't?" His voice cracked.

"We will, I promise. But it's getting late and you should rest. We'll go looking for him first thing in the morning. I bet you he probably went to Rowley's house."

"Yeah... yeah, that makes sense," Rodrick nodded. "Thank you."

"You know I'd do anything for you. For Greg, too. I love that kid."

Rodrick smiled, hearing you speak so fondly of his younger brother. In that moment, he knew everything would work out.

You started driving back to the cul-de-sac you guys lived on. Rodrick leaned his head against the window and started to dose off, his hand still holding yours tightly.

Then you saw it. Greg walking on the sidewalk, just like he said he would.

"Rodrick! Dude!" You shook him awake.

"Huh? What?" He woke up, startled.

"Look!" You pointed over to Greg while pulling over.

Rodrick saw him and as soon as you stopped the car, he opened the door and stumbled out.

"Greg!" He called out to his younger brother.

Before Greg could even turn around, Rodrick had him engulfed in a hug. The display of affection obviously took Greg by surprised.

"Don't ever do that again," Rodrick paused, trying to come up with some sort of insult, "... dumbass."

"I won't, I promise."

You watched as the two brothers smiled at each other. A rare occurrence for sure, but a nice one.

Rodrick lightly pushed Greg towards the car and they both got in.

"Hey (Y/n)." Greg said from the back seat.

"Hey, kid, glad you're safe," You smiled back at him.

"Yeah."

"Had this guy close to bursting into tears," You snickered, gesturing towards Rodrick and trying to lighten the mood.

"Don't tell him that!" Rodrick mumbled as he nudged your arm. This only made you and Greg giggle more.

You saw a smile form on Rodrick's lips, despite him trying to hide it. Laughter was, indeed, contagious.

You poked his cheek, making him chuckle.

You started to drive towards the Heffley house, the mood in the car now light and playful. You pulled into their driveway and unlocked the doors.

"Go inside, twerp. I'll catch up." Rodrick said.

"Okay," Greg smiled, getting out and heading towards the door.

"(Y/n)... thank you." Rodrick said, his voice softer as he looked down at his shoes.

"For what?"

"I dunno, everything. I mean, who would get up in the middle of the night and help some loser look for their little brother?"

"Oh c'mon, Rodrick. I'd go to the ends of the earth for you or that kid. It's no big deal, really." You said.

"It is to me. Thank you," He finally looked up at you, and you could see the sincerity in his eyes.

"Anytime."

"Can I- um... can I try something?" He asked. His eyes darted away from you for a split second.

"Well, uh, yeah. Sure." You said, curious to as what wants to do.

Suddenly, Rodrick put his hand on your cheek and leaned in. You felt his lips press against yours softly and closed your eyes. The kiss lasted only a little bit, but it felt much longer.

You couldn’t lie. It felt amazing. Kissing Rodrick just felt so... right. It’s like your lips were made for each other.

He pulled back a little and you smiled, laughing softly.

"Is- Is that a good thing?" He asked.

"I dunno, you tell me."

You leaned in and kissed him again. He was quick to kiss back. Eventually you leaned back.

"You should get inside," Another kiss, "Don't want you getting in more trouble."

Rodrick's usual confidence came back and he smirked, "If it's for you, it's worth it."

"Shut up!" You laughed.

He chuckled and pecked your cheek, before walking to the door.

As you pulled into your own driveway, you smiled.

Your relationship with Rodrick Heffley had changed tonight. But you know it had changed for the better.

#rodrick heffley #rodrick heffley x reader #rodrick x reader #diary of a wimpy kid #diary of a wimpy kid rodrick #rodrick heffley x y/n #rodrick heffley fanfic #rodrick heffley imagine

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lucilucialu · 2 years

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teen wolf movie post credit scene:

"i'm baaack!" liam walks into his apartment carrying a duffle bag and a small plastic bag "i stopped by the store and bought you those disgusting cookies you love so much". he puts the bag on the kitchen counter and gets the food out "i don't get why you like them tho, they smell like cat food". getting no response, he leaves the kitchen and goes to his bedroom

"hey, where are you? please tell me you're not-" there's a large dog lying on the bed "oh c'mon! seriously? how many times do i have to tell you not..." the animal, that was previously sleeping, growls at him "...to get on the bed- did you just growl at me?" the dog just ignores him "ok, get out of here. im gonna throw away your cookies i swear-"

liam ends up pushing the animal off the bed bc it refuses to move. he groans when he sees all the short black hairs on the white comforter. "oh you fucking stupid dog" he tries to get the hair out of the bed "you always do this. i don't understand why you always do this" he can hear the animal moving around the room behind him while he complains. "are you seriously gonna make me buy one of those pet hair remover brushes? is that what you want?"

suddenly there are two strong arms wrapping around him from behind and someone snuggling against his neck and hiding a smile on his shoulder and kissing the back of his head and "i want you to shut up"

liam sighs and stops what he was doing. "and i want you to get off me" but he's not that mad anymore. how could he?

"i thought you liked me naked and behind you?" "no-" "oh, right. you prefer to be behind me" "i prefer you to not be anywhere near me when you just were a dog like two minutes ago"

theo just hugs him tighter

"and even less if you're naked" "you know, i wish you could stop calling me a dog. it's a coyote" "it's a dog. a dumb dog leaving hair all over our bed. also you stink, go get a shower"

theo grabs liam's upper arms and turns him around so they are facing each other. he puts his hands on liam's shoulders, one of them traveling up his neck and cupping his jaw. "shower with me?" "no" but he stills put his arms around theo

"i haven't seen you in months. i missed you" he starts caressing liam's face with his thumb and wow theo remembers all of his manipulative tactics perfectly. "and i missed you. so much" liam leans closer so their foreheads touch "so so so much. like. you have no idea" theo snorts and the sound is so simple and stupid and fuck he really missed him "which is why im gonna make dinner for us while you take a shower. lydia taught me this pasta recipe... you're gonna love it" "fine, pup" "i can't believe i missed hearing that" "you love it"

theo drops his arms and starts walking to the bathroom but liam grabs his wrist before he can get too far and just

just looks at theo and stays there holding his hand and "i'm serious, theo. i missed you so fucking much. i don't ever wanna do this again if you're not coming with me. and i don't care if i sound needy or whatever". theo smiles and uses his hold on liam's hand to pull him close and kisses him, soft and sweet and slow. he kisses liam for the first time in what feels like an eternity

liam gives him one last kiss before pulling away, but not too far, arms around each other, liam loving the feeling of theo's warm naked skin. he looks so dumb and in love and theo loves it him. "hi" "welcome back, by the way. and thanks for the cookies" "i love you" "i know. i love you too. tell me everything about your little adventure?" "i will, during dinner. i promise"

#yes hi sorry this headcanon was longer than i expected but oh well #teen wolf movie #thiam #teen wolf #liam dunbar #theo raeken #theo x liam #puppy pack #teen wolf the movie #anyone who wants to write a full fic about this is Free to do so btw #thiam hc #thiam au #thiam fic #fic idea #i have another hc of a post credit thiam scene but waaaaay more painful and angsty btw #my post.

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lavenderwhore444 · 3 years

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God Im pretty sure I’m going to hell ANYWAYS ok so this is a hybrid cat shigaraki, u end up adopting shigaraki from a very abuses owner so our little kitten is traumatized and terrified of everything, it took u a bit of time until he was comfortable with u , he doesn’t trust u in the beginning and thinks ur gonna do the same as his previous owner did but ur different u were so patient, sweet and soft not to mention he LOVED getting head pets from u ( he would never admit it tho) once shigaraki found out that he was in love with u he was stuck to ur hip ( he was super clingy) shigaraki’s heat was closer then expected, shigaraki didn’t want to ruin his chances with u but he couldn’t stop himself from humping everything so he hid in his room , you absolutely loved shigaraki since the day u saw him u knew u wanted him, when u first met him he scratched and hissed at u he was terrified, it honestly made u sick knowing the person who did this to him is still alive, u both got much closer he even started cuddling with u!!!! U soon fell in love with shiggy but u didn’t want to ruin what u guys have so u kept it to ur self , u noticed shigaraki was acting weird and hid in his room for two days at first u thought u might give him some space but u started getting worried u wanted to check on him before u came in u heard some little moans and whines, it just hit u that ur little kitten has there heat, u decided to help out 👀

Kinks pet-play of course dom reader and sub shigaraki maybe some pegging that’s all I can think of so feel free to add any kinks. I was listening to hello kitty by Avril Lavigne there was part where she says “ come come kitty kitty your so pretty pretty” that was inspired me to write this lmaooo

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Samesies, but it's ok, we’ll go to hell together 😫

Now you might be wondering, Claire, why did this take you literal MONTHS? Well, I wanted to perfect it. I love this concept so much that I just HAD to spend so much time on it to make it perfect. And let me just say, it's pretty good 😏

Warnings: vaginal sex, overstimulation (male), anal sex with strapon, heat, pillow humping, marking mating, whatever you want to call it.

I've decided I'm obsessed with making cat shiggy meow ☺️

‘Where the fuck am I?’ Is shigaraki’s first thought of the day.

He’s never been on a bed this soft or a house this warm. Where is he? The blankets are all fuzz. The bed is littered with stuffed animals and pillows, and sweet-smelling candles, are burning somewhere. Is he being sacrificed?

“Hey, you're awake, ” a soft voice says, coming from the end of the bed.

He recoils in fear but, upon second glance, he sees that you aren't who he thinks you are. A girl replaces the scary form of his “master.” he looks you up and down. He has to admit you are quite pretty. The sight of someone other than the large man who used to own him excites him. Maybe this is a fresh start? But perhaps you're just like him...

“Get the fuck away from me, ” he snaps, scrambling into a corner.

“It's okay, sweetie, ” you say, “I'm not gonna hurt you, ”

“Everyone says that, meow ” Shigaraki retorts, “get the fuck away before I scratch your eyes out, ”

You bite your lip, “ok, Tomura, I'm gonna sit with you for a while, though. I'll be right across the room if you need anything, ”

“I don't need shit from you, ” he says, hissing making a show of his claws.

You laughed a little, more than a bit sad at his fear, “alright, but I’ll still be here, ”

He sits in silence for a moment, surveying his surroundings. He notices fresh clothes in the dresser, and there are some game consoles set up for him. How do you know he likes video games? Fucking creep. There aren't really any escape routes but escaping is complicated when he doesn't know where he is.

“Where am I meow?” he asks, sounding meeker than intended.

“I guess I kind of adopted you, ” you explain, “we’re at our house, ”

“Why did you do that?” he asks, the edge coming back to his voice.

“You just seemed so sweet, and the man who owned you was so mean. I couldn't just leave you there; he was hurting you, ” you say, frowning a little at the thought of Tomura getting hurt.

"Why do you care?" he snaps.

You sit closer to him, making him tense.

"I already told you, I think you're sweet Tomura," you repeat, "I just can't explain it. I'd really like it if we could become friends,"

'Or maybe more,' you think to yourself.

You can't deny he is very attractive.

"How do I know you're not lying meow?" He asks.

"I think you'll just have to trust me. Do you want to play some games with me?" you ask.

"Fine," he says, "only cause I'm bored,"

You grin, "awesome. What should we play?"

Shigaraki stands up and walks over to the games, tail swaying.

"This," he says, holding up animal crossing, "you probably like it cause it's dumb. What's your name anyway?" he asks.

"I'm y/n," you answer.

"I guess your names not awful, meow”, he mutters.

Truthfully, he already thinks you're beautiful, and you seem so kind. Shigaraki sits unusually close to you on the bed as the two of you play. You play late into the night; he makes a good bit of progress. Eventually, you feel his head rest on your shoulder, and he falls asleep on you.

You ease Tomura into your lap.

"There we go," you whisper, "you're safe now,"

Little did you know he's wide awake, smiling to himself and nuzzling his head closer to you. The sound of soft purring fills your ears as he drifts off into the most peaceful sleep.

He's pretty disgruntled when he wakes up alone. Where have you gone? Shigaraki doesn't have to wonder for long when you come back with a plate of food.

"Hey, are you hungry?" you ask, setting a plate of food on the table next to him.

He nods, digging in right away. You watch him eat like a man starved. Honestly, he might have been. He puts the plate down and moves closer to you. He's beginning to trust you more and more.

"Tomura, ” you say, “I have to put a collar on you now, just in case you get lost, ok?” you push some hair out of his face, “id be so sad if I lost you, ”

“fine, meow” he mumbles.

Truthfully his heart is melting at the thought. That you aren’t embarrassed by him, that you want to keep him safe and close to you. When you click the collar into place he hugs you, tugging at your shirt.

It’s shocking how fast he’s becoming comfortable with you but definitely pleasing. The next few days are calm, spent lounging around the house. He‘s getting so trusting with you. He occasionally pushes his head beneath your hand so you scratch his head. He always denies it, though; he has a tough-guy exterior to keep up.

However, something changes within him. He feels a strange warmth, not a necessarily bad feeling, around you. Tomura knows what cats were supposed to do. They are supposed to cuddle and play with their owners. Should he be doing that? Should he act like a “normal cat”? He concludes that you don’t want that at all. The lack of cat toys, a cat tree, and you allowing him to eat at the table solidify that.

However, he does want to cuddle. He tries to cuddle like all the time. But you have work, and you get tired, and you run errands, and he becomes sad. Tomura knows you have a life outside of him, but you really shouldn't. He should be your only priority. When Christmas break finally rolls around, and you start spending more time at the house, he's elated.

He has internet access, of course. He needs it to play his video games! But it was restricted. You don’t want your little kitty to see things he’s not supposed to. He starts to like watching movies too. At first, they‘re action movies with lots of blood and fighting, which you don’t necessarily agree with, but it doesn’t seem to bother him. He slowly gets bored with them and stumbles across a romance movie.

Tomura becomes engrossed in them. He loves watching the couple fall in love and be happy. One movie, in particular, weirds him out. It looks like they were taking off their clothes. They start kissing and making strange noises. He doesn't like it one bit, it makes his cheeks feel hot, and his cock gets semi-hard. He turns it off immediately.

It doesn’t take long for him to forget about it and keep watching different ones. Soon he finds some similarities between him and the main character. The way they feels around their love interest is the same way he feels around you. Is he in love with you?! It seems so and you have just recently come to the same conclusion as him.

Soon he’s all over you, following you everywhere. Tomura pushes open your door every night and snuggling up to you. He’ll purr and nuzzle into you, happy sighs escaping him. Whenever he “accidentally” wakes you up, you never get mad at him. You just cuddle him and talk all night, giggling and talking until you both fall asleep.

Oddly enough, you‘re oblivious to his feelings for you. Whenever he cuddles with you, you hold back the urge to kiss him on the lips. You don’t want him to feel awkward around you. Soon he starts acting strange without any change in behavior from you. He stops coming in your room at night and wont come out of his room.

You don't want to be overbearing, so you give him space...for a while. Meanwhile, in his room, Tomura is lying naked on the bed, panting and sweating. He feels strange, just like he did when he was watching that movie. He doesn't understand what‘s happening to his body but when he humps his pillow it feels like an itch is being scratched. The first time he cums he‘s terrified and lets out a scared “meow!”

But it feels so good. The feeling doesn't go away, so he decides the only solution is to keep humping. Soon he‘s limp but still grinding his hips on the poor pillow. He takes deep whiffs of your sweater, huffing it like a drug. His tongue is lolling out of his mouth and his eyes are rolling back in his head. He‘s starting to hurt down there but he just can't stop cumming.

Oh, why can't he reach the phone you left in his room? Why is his voice too hoarse to call out to you? Tomura is scared. He can’t eat or sleep. Sweat has soaked into the mattress and his poor little cock is starting to hurt. You‘re getting worried too so you wander up to his room and callout to him, pressing your ear to the door.

“y/n meow,” he calls out hoarsely, almost a whisper.

All you can hear are desperate whines and moans. Is Tomura...in heat? Oh, your poor kitty is probably in so much pain! You have to help him, so you open the door and see him. It is a pathetic (yet erotic) sight. He looks so desperate. He‘s crying and looks so scared. Tomura just whines and reaches out to you even though he‘s far away.

“Oh, sweetheart,” you whisper.

You walk over to him and scoop him up, sitting him on your lap. He continues to try and hump you, but you can tell how much his poor dick hurts. You hug him tightly, feeling guilty that you took so long to check on him.

Tomura tugs at your shirt, he can't figure out why he wants you to take off your clothes, but he does. You oblige, ready to do anything your sweet kitten wants. When he sees your top half naked, he feels his cock beg for you. He starts to tug aimlessly at your pants, and you take them off, once again, all too eager to please.

He doesn't have any sexual knowledge, but he has instincts, pure carnal instincts that tell him just how to breed his mate’s tight pussy. Tomura grabs your hips, his claws accidentally puncturing the skin. You yelp as he pulls you on top of him. When he slams you down onto his long fat cock he doesn't get the rush of pleasure he expected.

He's hit with an extreme amount of pain and lets out a panicked meow. You lift yourself off of him quickly, and Tomura misses the feeling of your cunt even though it caused him so much pain. He paws at you, but you keep him from shoving himself in you again.

“Tomura,” you say softly, “you need to calm down; you're hurting yourself,”

“Meow! need!” he cries.

“So needy,” you mutter, “youre just gonna hurt yourself,”

“Don’t care! Need!” he begs.

“Hold on,” you say, getting up and ignoring the insistent pawing at your shirt as he whines.

You rifle through your drawers until you find the dildo you got and the free strap-on attachment that came with it. You smile and gran some lube; this is exactly what you need for your pretty kitty. He watches with curious eyes and blown out pupils due to pure lust.

“Let's give your poor cock a break,” you say.

He nods, but where are you going to put that? You climb onto the bed with him, and he hugs you, sucking on your tit. He feels so at peace. Your boobs are so soft and pretty. He wants to stay like this forever. But when Tomura feels those nimble fingers of yours start to trail across his lower back just above his ass he shivers.

He leaves open-mouthed kisses across your chest; he lets them get sloppy and wet as you rub his back.

“Need,” he whispers again, eyes half-lidded.

You tilt Tomura’s head up and give him his first proper kiss. He's seen this in movies and knows you're supposed to say “I love you” after...right? He doesn't know the full meaning of the three little words he's about to say.

“I love you y/n,” he says when you pull away.

“I love you too,” you say, taken aback just a bit.

He gives you a love-drunk smile and tries to rut against your thigh but yelps again, remembering how sensitive he is.

“C’mere pretty kitty,” you coo, “lay on your back for me,”

He nods and lays on his back, painfully aware of how exposed he is to your careful, calculating eyes. He starts purring when you muzzle your head into his neck. Are you going to mark him?! Do you really want him to be your mate?! Oh, he hopes so! He smiles, and his breathing picks up, but his ears flatten on his head when you pull away.

“No mate meow?” Tomura asks, face falling.

For the first time all day, he feels his cock soften sadly. He doesn't understand the look of confusion on your face and tears up a bit.

“I'm not sure I understand,” you say, brushing some hair out of his face and feeling guilty when you see his teary eyes.

“I want you to mark me,” he says, bottom lip quivering, “please meow?”

Your eyes widen, “oh,” maybe you did learn something useful in school, “of course honey,”

You lean down again, unsure of how hard to bite his neck. You can tell exactly where you're supposed to bite. A strong musky smell radiates from the side of his neck and you decide to sink your teeth in until you break skin. When you do, he sighs happily at the feeling of your admittedly dull teeth (in comparison to his) in his neck.

“Mate,” he purrs.

You pull away when you can tell he's satisfied. He pulls you in for another kiss, tasting some of his blood on your tongue. He doesn't notice your fingers traveling to the bottle of lube on the bed and pumping some onto your fingers. He does notice when you start to rub around where you're not supposed to.

“Hey! What are you doing, meow?!” Tomura says, squirming at the strange new sensation.

When you find your mark and circle his asshole, any objections he just made the in the past. When he feels your finger begin to sink into his tight hole, he sighs happily. He isn't supposed to be the one getting penetrated, but he can't help how much he loves the feeling of your finger wiggling around inside of him.

When you add in another finger, he meows happily, grinding on your fingers. All this pleasure without the pain, what has he done to deserve this? To deserve you? Tomura’s back arches as he moves his hips; he can feel himself coming to a different kind of climax, but you pull away right when he's on the edge.

He looks up at you with pleading eyes and trembling thighs. He sees you putting that strange liquid on something much larger and gulps. He feels his asshole gape around nothing, waiting for something to fill it up.

“Is that going inside me, meow?” he asks nervously.

“It won't hurt,” you say, cupping his face, “i promise,”

Tomura gulps but nods. He trusts you. When the head of the dildo pushes into him he's tense and panting already.

“You have to relax,” you whisper in his ear, “be a good boy and relax,”

He tries, letting the nervous knot in his stomach untangle. His breathing slows as you push in more of the dildo. It starts to feel good, having you in some of him, and it's even better when the head of the dildo hits a spot that makes him mewl. He wraps his arms around your neck and pulls you down to him, causing you to poke his prostate again.

He moans and buries his face in your neck, purring loudly. You start to move your hips at an agonizingly slow pace. You worm your arms under him and hold him close while you help him adjust. He's planting and mewling happily.

“Love you,” he moans, “I love you so much y/n,”

“I love you too, Tomura,” you whisper, kissing the shell of his ear.

“It's so good,” he groans, “you're amazing meow. The perfect mate,”

“Yeah?” you say, too focused to respond.

He nods, “the best ever,”

You keep thrusting, speeding up just a bit. That makes Tomura yelp happily. His tongue lolls out as he smiles. There's not one thought behind those beautiful red eyes—just pure pleasure. It's taking over his entire body and he can't help but meow happily.

He likes to think of himself as more refined than most hybrids. More human, but all he can think of now is how wonderful being your little kitty is.

“I'm gonna cum,” he whimpers, “gonna cum, meow”

His dick quivers, and his asshole clenches as cum spurts out of him, but it's still not enough. To satiate his desires, he needs to be inside of you when he cums. When you pull out of him slowly and remove the strap on, he bites the bullet and plunges into you, ignoring the pain that makes him sob and absolutely hammers into you.

You're helpless underneath him as he has his way with you. You can't deny how good he feels inside of you. Tomura hates how long he's lasting. He needs to get this over with, although having you cum on his cock would be pretty nice. When he feels you worm your fingers down to your clit he starts to be thankful he hasn't lost his mind and cum yet.

That look on your face makes him so happy. He wants you to be happy. He wants you to cum, so he holds out until you milk his cock with your cunt. And when he lets go it's heavenly. The itch has been scratched, and he collapses on top of you, purring as his tail twitches. You scratch behind his ears to help him get some much-needed rest.

It works nearly immediately, and your sweet kitty is asleep in mere minutes. You love Tomura more than you can put into words, and he loves his pretty little mate. His adorable little y/n.

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kira-fluff · 3 years

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Heeey!

Saeyoung, Yoosung, Jumin and Zen reacting to to “hotel only one bed” trope ? ♥️

a/n: of course you can lovely! <3 *AHEM* Lemme just say this trope is ELITE and I will NEVER not love it // also, i’m writing it like it’s before they’re dating (OF COURSE) because I want it to be spicy (actually that’s the only thing that would make sense for this prompt but you get my point whatever). ALSO also I’m basing the fancy hotel off my stay at the Ritz Carlton (it was like $25,000 a night) because my grandma couldn’t manage money N E WAYSS. Also, if y’all could let me know whether you prefer Y/N to MC pls lmk k thx

TW: drunk old lady w/no filter, gets pretty suggestive because I couldn’t help myself, an overbearing aunt, savage Italians, and loud hotel neighbor

Note: omfg i accidentally made this so long oh well here’s yo present lmao

“There’s only one bed” PT.1 PT.2

Saeyoung

Getaway missions are mad cool until you can’t sleep

When you finally neared the parking entrance to your hotel you were SO looking forward to taking a nice hot shower before shimming into the covers of your crisp, (clean, you hoped) sheets.

It was past 3AM when Saeyoung finally drove his elegant vehicular device (because what other word is there for it) into a secured parking space

“Because I don’t trust those shady valets, y/n.”

“Whatever you say, Seven”, you replied groggily.

You hauled ass up to the front desk, then to the elevator of the exquisite hotel you were staying at

not that you cared

because S L E E P

but Saeyoung likes to quote Jurassic Park (because of course he does) like “I spare no expense, y/n”

“I’m too tired to laugh”

*gASP*

“Not everyone naturally stays up until the early morning light before going to sleep.”

“It really should become a thing, it’s honestly very iconic of me.” (it’s not)

By the time your conversation ended you were glad to see your hotel number and a little key card slot.

Saeyoung made a show of sticking the key card in like a spy or something

it was funny for normal y/n but not for tired y/n

“Here’s your room, M’lady.”

He held the door open to your room as you looked around the room

a large, lush bed set before a ginormous flat screen TV with complimentary expensive chocolates laid before you as well as complimentary take-home elegant towels and slippers.

suddenly, you heard a knock on the door

blinking in confusion, you opened to see it was Saeyoung

“Um.. hey! What’s up?”

Saeyoung looked a bit bewildered himself before saying,

“Hey, so, I realized my key card was the same room number as yours and I was like ‘That’s weird!’ so I called the front desk who verified that I had placed a reservation for one room, not two, so I hacked into their system to see what went wrong and if I could change it but it looks like they’re completely booked and I think I had made the reservation before I knew that you had to come along and I’m so sorry”

he was breathless after the mouthful he just gave you

As it was 3AM a drunk, old woman was tripping her way to her room and shouted much louder than she should at 3AM, “Kiss her already n’ fuck, ya youngin’s!”

Saeyoung’s hair now matched his face :)

His ears were tipped bright red before coughing awkwardly

“I can sleep on the ground. I’ve done it plenty of times, it’s actually pretty comfy.”

“Um, Sev’ I’m not going to make you just sleep on the floor. If you want--”

“You’re not making me, y/n, I want to do this”

“Actually I think I’ll sleep on the floor, I sleep a lot better on the ground”, you fibbed.

“You’re sleeping on that big ass bed.”

“No you are.”

“If you don’t listen I’ll sleep in the bath tub instead of the floor.”

“Then I’LL sleep outside the room!”

“LIKE HELL YOU WILL!”

“WATCH ME”

the phone rang, a worker politely asking you to quiet a bit down because even with your luxurious privacy walls, guests could still hear you arguing.

Saeyoung began whisper shouting, “Guess that settles it.”

he plopped on the ground, fake snoring with his arm as a pillow

you sighed

“Fine, if neither of us are going to agree to this then we are both going to sleep in this bed.”

Saeyoung blushed lightly at your boldness, a tad worried you’d find him creepy or weird

You started again, beginning to undress a little, causing Seven to yelp in panic and turn around immediately, shielding his eyes,

Now in your tank top and your leggings you’d been wearing under sweatpants and a t-shirt, you said, “I’m gonna go take a quick shower and go to bed. I’m so tired.”

Seven turned around only when he’d heard the bathroom door shut

he sighed, What am I going to do with this girl.

By the time you’d come out of the bathroom, drying your wet hair, Seven was lying on the bed, clad in casual t-shirt and jeans.

“Come on, Saeyoung, you have comfy clothes! It’s okay, change! I’m done in the bathroom now.”

“Nah, this is fine.” This was not fine. Saeyoung was out of his area of expertise of expecting the unexpected because God you were so unpredictable.

“Please” you jutted out your bottom lip in a little pout, being sure to make eye contact with him

Something glowered in his eyes for a split second before he half-smiled saying, “Ah, little Y/n, you know I can’t say no to you when you go all sad on me.”

He stepped into the bathroom to change, but let’s be honest. He was freaking the fuck out.

he covered his flushed face, changing into his soft sweatpants and a cozy sweatshirt. he was scared

the more comfortable he became the more likely he’d accidentally get closer to you and then you’d freak out because you’d hear the sound of his heart beat like it’s a fucking rave concert and then you’d be weirded forever and quite possibly never talk to him again

but on the outside, he stepped out of the bathroom, whipping his phone out with a huge smirk saying, “Smile”

you threw up a peace sign with your tongue sticking out

he laughed before sending it to the RFA chat

707: Sleepover lolol [see attachment]

immediately both your phones blew up with buzzes of notifications from the chat

you laughed lightly, brushing a stray hair from your face to tuck it behind your ear

this was gonna be a long night for Seven.

Zen: UGH get away from her!!!!!!!!!111!!1!!

Jumin: Maybe you should learn to type first.

Zen: shut it cat freak

Zen: seven answer

Zen: hey

Zen: y/n, text “qwerty” if you’re in any kind of danger

Jumin: What a strange code.

You: qwerty :(

707: lololololol

Zen: !!!!!

Zen: ASJDHKJFASHFKJA

Jumin: -_-

Zen: WE NEED A CAR, NO A HELICOPTER im omw!!

You: just kidding <3 i’m fine you guys

707: lololol

Jumin: Have a bit more faith in your subordinates, Zen.

You closed the chat and muted your phone, expecting the incoming argument that was quickly to ensue.

You patted the bed lightly, ushering Saeyoung to lie down next to you.

He obliged, though he politely laid at the far edge of the left side of the bed.

You yawned before shutting the light off and whispering a “good night”.

Saeyoung glanced at the clock. 4AM. Only 15 minutes had passed. You were breathing softly in your sleep within the 10 minutes after you’d said goodnight and here he was still awake.

You suddenly tousled in your sleep, and Saeyoung raised his head, whispering a soft, “Did I wake you up?”

You replied with a soft moan before abruptly turning left onto his corner of the bed and grabbing for the first thing you’d felt -- his torso.

Saeyoung’s breath hitched as he felt you exploring the new found “object”, running your fingers up and down his torso and nearing dangerous areas below

Saeyoung whisper-shouted, “What are you doing?”

He leaned closer to hear your reply, but your only answer was more soft little snores

Saeyoung sighed, trying to lightly grab your wrists without waking you up, and directing toward yourself

no matter how hard he’d try, your arms kept finding his own

your nails would softly ghost over his chest or neck, causing him to shiver and blush profusely

again, he sighed, trying his hardest not to give into your sleepy state

until you broke him with a soft utterance, “Sae....young..”

Saeyoung’s eyes widened to the size of saucers before he dared to look down at you, your hair curling on the bed every which-way.. your mouth slightly agap...

he groaned, his brows furrowed and his eyes shut

at last he slunk his arms around your torso, being sure to respectfully keep them high around your waist

he buried his face in the crook of your neck to subconsciously try to hide his ever growing blush (and erection)

I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this ‘friend’ thing when you’re driving me this crazy, y/n.

You awoke to a sleeping Saeyoung, his toned arms enveloping your small body in a hug

shamelessly, you laid still for a few moments longer.

Yoosung

this bean is lonely uwu

so when he’d invited to you go with him on a trip his uncle had paid for, you felt bad saying “yes” because it’s a paid trip!!

until he begged you because his cousin Chaewon would be there and he was always really pushy and borderline a huge fuck boi

so you conceded

but hey free trip for the both of you minus shitty family gatherings with no one you know, right?!

you hope there’s at least one dog. and alcohol.

dog + alcohol at a party = an actual fun fucking time

you were glad Yoosung was there with you because he honestly couldn’t agree with you more

You opened your beach-side resort room to find there’s only one bed.

Yoosung blanched and quickly dialed his auntie, who’d made the resort reservations

“Ah...hi auntie! Um, how come there isn’t a separate room for me and y/n?”

his aunt cackled into the phone, “Aren’t you an old fashioned little gentlemen!!! Awe~~~ you’ve grown up to be such a good boy! <3 Well don’t worry, I won’t say a word to my sister or your pops. Enjoy the time you have with your adorable girlfriend and get it on a little!! I’ve got condoms if ya need ‘em honey~~ Remember dearie, when the shlong is not covered, the child support better be.”

Yoosung hurriedly hung up the phone, his face completely red, praying you hadn’t heard the conversation that’d just ensued.

You did

but you smile and say, “So.. what’d they say?”

He cleared his throat before saying, “Well, --err.. Basically there’s been a little mishap. B-but don’t worry!! I can just ask Chaewon if I can spend the night in his room.”

“Didn’t you say he leaves a sock on the door handle every time--”

“YES but I want you to be comfortable, okay! It’s really not a big deal.”

You shyly smiled while looking down before softly saying, “You can sleep with me.”

Yoosung’s eyes widened and you quickly looked up, your face flushing to a deep crimson

“I-I-I meant in the bed!!! With me. We can lie together. In the bed---- I mean we--”

Yoosung could practically see the steam coming out of your ears and the room felt a LOT hotter

“S-sure! Sounds great.” he had a feeling if you didn’t agree you’d end up embarrassing yourself further.. and he didn’t want you to feel bad. And he didn’t want those thoughts circulating his mind again.

“Alright, so I’m going to hop in the shower, y/n... unless you want to go first?”

Gulping down some complimentary water you’d found in the hotel mini fridge, you quickly replied with a shake of your head.

Nodding, Yoosung make quick work of washing his hair and trying to give himself a pep talk before he would be sleeping next to you.

Thankful for the big size of the resort bed, you climbed under the covers, already beginning to feel sleep take you

When Yoosung had at last dried himself off and walked out to the bed area of the resort room, he gazed at how small you looked, hugging a soft pillow in your arms, your eyes fluttered shut

He looked away, feeling like a creep.

He shut off the light after making a call to the resort staff to wake him up at 8AM as directed by his uncle’s itinerary

He slid under the covers, shoving a pillow in between the two of you as a little border to separate the two of you

it wasn’t until further in the night when Yoosung had felt a jolt and he looked up in panic, through the blackness recognizing the pillow-border had been cast onto the ground

and even more noticeably, your leg was swung over his hip, your body flush to his own

your arms were snaked around his neck

he felt like he could feel every inch of you

your soft breath just below his ear

your soft .. er.. chest... against his torso

your stomach and .. the rest of it... against his own

Yoosung could not breathe

like someone actually help this man for he is losing oxygen by the minute

He squeezed his eyes shut and make the executive decision to wait it out til morning

he was terrified that if he’d move you, you’d wake up and see just how much you affect him.

And so, when the phone rang that morning, you’d startled, looking up to see your tangled limbs lying on top of his own

“oH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY YOOSUNG UGH IT’S A HABIT OF MINE AHAHHSAHDAJSHS”

he looked at you with eyes that had noticeable circles under them (darker than even after his LOLOL gaming)

“you look like you didn’t sleep much.... --- Is it because of me!? Oh my god I’m so sorry you should’ve just shoved me off or something seriously I didn’t mean to do it on purpose, honest!!”

“N-no, no it’s really not!! I promise!!” He tried his best to grin, though it probably looked like a grimace, because the next thing you said was, “I’ll make it up to you”

“You don’t need to do that. Really, I liked it.”

It took a moment for him to realize what he just said.

“I-I mean I like you! I mean I liked sleeping with you!!! I mean--!!”

Yoosung was quickly spinning circles in his mind

you couldn’t help the little giggle that came out of your mouth, “I guess we’re pretty similar, huh?”

Yoosung smiled lightly, “Yeah, guess so.”

You walked out together toward the breakfast area of the resort

“Hey”, you started, “Is.. Did you mean what you said? About liking me?”

Yoosung glanced away, taking a deep breath before saying, “Yeah, yeah I did. I really like you.”

You couldn’t hold back the big ol’ smile that took over your face as you proudly declared, “Me too!!”

Right when Yoosung was going to go in for a kiss, he saw his auntie suddenly right next to the both of you

“Oh my GOD when did you get here?!”

She smirked, “My question first, dearie, what did you two like?”

Neither of you answered, your cheeks growing red

“You know, the first time your uncle did it with me I felt the same way. Like, what a man! Must run in the fam--”

“OKAY! THANK YOU FOR THAT AUNTIE BUT BREAKFAST IS CALLING MY NAME MM SMELLS GOOD SEE YOU LATER.”

Your blush didn’t leave you as you smeared strawberry cream cheese on your toasted bagel

This trip was going to be very VERY difficult. Thank God there was alcohol. And Yoosung. And probably dogs. And Yoosung.

Yeah.

Gotta love relatives.

Jumin

You received a call from a stern voice you didn’t recognize

<<“Hello. This is Mr. Han’s chauffeur. I’m approximately 6.3 miles away from your residence. Do not worry about clothes or other necessities. All will be provided for you.”>>

“Uh.. thanks? Where....?”

<<“Mr. Han has invited you to join him on his stay at the Ppalgan Vineyard Estates. Have you not received the notification?”>>

You glanced at your phone, seeing two unread messages on your phone.

You read them, feeling bad you hadn’t seen them before.

“Yes, yes of course. Thank you. Tell him I said thank you. Are you sure it’s okay for me to attend?”

<<“Miss Y/L/N, Mr. Han gave me specific instructions to assure you would be able to come with him. I have been ordered to give 2 minute updates following your being picked up. I can assure you, it is his utmost wish that you join him this weekend. I’d be honored to thank him on your behalf, though I feel it would mean much more to him if you said it to him rather than me.” >>

“You’re right, thank you. And thanks for driving me. And for all the other stuff you said”, you replied nervously.

<<”There is no need to thank me, Miss. I am glad to serve Mr. Han in anyway I can.”>>

The call hung up before you could spout out more thank yous

you phone buzzed, startling you.

you clicked the notification

<<(XXX-XXX-XXXX HAN COMPANIES) I’ve arrived at your residence. Let me know if there is anything I can carry for you. Sent 13:52>>

You quickly texted a reply of gratitude before rushing down the stairs out of your apartment, not wanting to make Jumin’s chauffeur wait.

“Good to see you Miss Y/L/N. Is there anything I can get you? I have been given orders to purchase anything you may want or need on our way to the airport.”

He quickly texted something on his phone, presumably a text to Jumin about your safe arrival to his limo.

“A-airport? You mean, like, flying? Are you sure I don’t need my wallet? It’s not too late for me to go grab it, right? I have my debit card on my phone too, otherwise.”

“Miss Y/L/N you are not to spent a single won on this vacation. All is paid for.”

“But my clothes... I don’t want Jumin to have to pay for all new things!!”

"I assure you, money is not something Mr. Han wishes for you to be concerned with.”

You’d stayed silent at that, feeling bad that you’d already bothered the poor man who’d just been ordered to drive you, not reassure you of Jumin’s financial affairs.

You grew quiet, looking out the window as trees, streets, and cars zoomed past you.

“If you so wish, there are numerous meals options in the compartments below the seats as well as alcohol, carbonated beverages and iced water glasses. You are, of course, welcome to any of these. Please do not hesitate to notify me if there is something you’d like instead. We’d glad to make it a regular option in all of our limousines.”

You flushed, embarrassed at the amount of power Jumin’s words, and effectively, your own seemed to have on the entire Han Conglomerate as a whole. You laughed a little, it was funny thinking to yourself that you had so much power as to decide snack options for Jumin’s cars.

Jumin was extra like that, he always went above and beyond to make you comfortable. You loved that about him. It made you feel a little spoiled, so you instinctively rejected most offers at things that seemed to further complicate his worker’s duties.

You had no idea that when the chauffeur had said airport he meant the Han Private Airway Transportation Zone.

As in... private jet.

It was hard not to feel like you were in a whole different world.

Not that Jumin treated you that way... but it was hard not to notice!

You bowed in thanks to the driver before hastily finding your way to the nearest man standing in another black suit, his hands folded together in front of him.

As soon as you uttered your name, his whole demeanor changed and he instantly had gone from cool and collected to humble and overwhelmingly kind.

He’d quickly made his way to the boarding area, escorting you to the jet before leaving you at a polite distance way from Jumin who’d been looking at you from the moment you’d entered the aircraft.

His eyes searched your own as you’d yet to discover his presence

He couldn’t help but rake his eyes up and down your body, admiring the way you could look just in anything.

He at last saw you searching the spacious cabin, at last laying eyes on him.

His heart pounded faster, as if your noticing him made his heart leap in joy

You looked relieved and smiled, running over to him and sitting down next to him

“Hi Jumin!! Oh, should I be calling you Mr. Han? That’s what your chauffeur called you.. sorry if that’s what I should’ve been addressing you as!!”

His deep voice rumbled in your ear, causing you to shudder, “Jumin is fine.”

You gazed up at him through your lashes, noticing the way his perfectly tailored vest made him look so... well... for lack of better word...hot.

“Wow. You look...” Your eyes moved from his hair, to his face, to his neck, to his torso, slowly to his groin, to his legs... before you realized what you’d been doing and quickly your eyes shot up again.

You bit your lip, “You look nice.”

“Nice?”

You laughed shyly, and slightly (embarrassingly) breathless, “Yeah. Yeah you do. Nice.”

Jumin couldn’t help the sly smile he’d been holding back before replying, “You look beautiful.”

You flushed and looked down, squirming in your seat a little before looking at him once more, offering a small, “..thank you..”

After a few minutes of silence, you’d decided to change the subject, chattering on about how you wondered what this mysterious vacation would hold

Jumin couldn’t help is concentration half on every word you were saying, but also your lips. Slowly licking his own, he nodded along when you’d gotten especially enthusiastic, grinning slightly when you’d gotten so excited you’d leapt out of your luxury seat.

Within a half hour of the trip to your destination in Italy, Jumin had trouble concentrating on much else.

Get it together, Jumin, you’re not some fool like Zen.

It’d gotten worse the more you’d leaned further in your seat, your chest becoming slightly exposed

he covered his mouth with a hand, opting for looking out one of the many windows of the jet.

You’d always caught his attention and made him lose his focus -- something he’d never lost before he met you

He blamed the strawberry sent that you’d always carried with you

He wasn’t much for expensive, faux perfume that so many of his father’s skanks would wear... it was like no other.

After a few hours of grueling torture on your part (though you hadn’t know every single time you’d grabbed his hand or arm it’d sent his heart on a sky dive) Jumin was glad to have arrived in the gorgeous Italian acreage of the countryside.

It was even more beautiful at the dusk of night, you’d decided

Immediately a shiny vehicle pulled up, ready to transport you and Jumin to the estate you were to be residing in for the weekend.

Upon pulling into the culdesac, you almost scoffed at the word “estate” -- it was more of a country in and of itself, land stretched beyond what you could see

The mansion itself stood on pillars and high, Gothic windows.

Inside, flying buttresses decorated the building, giving it an elegant and aged ambiance that you just adored

“It’s so beautiful.”

He smiled at you then, watching you take in the wonders he’d realized he took for granted.

He was then directed to a double-door entrance way, “Your room, Mr. Han, Miss Y/L/N.”

“Separate, correct?”

The man stood in surprise, looking slightly aghast, “T-they never specified such details.”

“Contact them immediately to confirm. I’ll work it out from there.”

“Yes, Mr. Han.” From there, the man scurried away to contact the head of the estate.

After a few moments, he returned, “The Rossi Conglomerate had assumed that you’d brought your fiance with you.”

“Did you mention I don’t have one?”

“Y-yes, of course! But, Mr. Han, your father--”

Jumin sighed, “I’ll take care of it.” with a wave of his hand, the man was gone

You thanked him on his way out.

Jumin looked at you, searching for a reaction of displeasure or worry

When he didn’t find one, he began, “I was notified the Rossi had booked their other estates to their American investors. My being here is a formality, but it is business. It would be a great discourtesy to demand--”

You smiled reassuringly, “Jumin, don’t worry about it.. we’ll share the bed, okay?” You held your hand in his own, rubbing soothing circles on his knuckles.

Jumin looked at you, choking on his spit slightly.

“Y/N you do understand that--”

“It’s fine, Jumin!! It’s late already, I’ll just put up my hair.. and.. do you know where the night clothes would be?”

He watched as you fixed a bobby pin between your teeth before running your fingers through your hair, watching as you arched your back to--

“Jumin? ...you don’t know?”

He cleared his throat, looking away, pink dusting his cheeks

“Bathroom.”

You thanked him, unaware of his watchful eyes

It had been a few seconds since you’d entered the bathroom before he heard a loud and alarmed, “..UM....JUMIN...?!”

He’d quickly made his way into the bathroom

“What’s wro--”

He looked and laying on the long granite island of the large bathroom was a silky set of lingerie as well as a note in Italian you couldn’t read.

Jumin’s words stopped dead on his lips as he stared at you, then the silky underwear set, you, silky underwear, you.......silky underwear.

On the outside, Jumin liked to think he came off as calm and collected, saying, “I can get you something else to wear.”

But when he’d made it two steps out of the bathroom he had a little collision. And by collision, I mean his face.. and the wall.

He looked in every drawer, finding nothing. He presumed clothes would be delivered as specified. But it was late already.. their servants are dismissed, only the protective guards surrounded the inside and outside of the estate.. explaining the situation to them didn’t seem very promising.

Of course you were kicking yourself, before you’d found their little....gift... you’d cast your days clothes into the washer. They were probably soaked by now.

Maybe I could use a hair dryer...? Or I could stuff them in the dryer??

Either way you’d be without clothes for.. too long.

And nothing would be greater punishment then showing all that in front of the man you had completely fallen for...

You heard a knock on the bathroom door. You listened from inside.

“Hey, I, uh, couldn’t find anything. Do you think you could wear your clothes from today?”

You whimpered, on the verge of tears, “I already put it in the washer!”

He knocked again, “Can I hand you something?”, he asked, undoing the buttons of his formal shirt.

“C-close your eyes!”

Jumin chuckled darkly before covering his eyes and handing her his collared shirt

“I’d give you the pants, too, but I don’t think they’d really fit you. Could you look at what they’d provided for me? Maybe slip on something from mine.”

“N-no! That’d be even worse for me!! .. and you!” You blushed again imagining him half naked

You hurriedly shuffled through the drawers, but to no avail.

You gulped, slipping on the lingerie to ensure that maybe something would be covered before buttoning Jumin’s formal shirt on you as well.

it was so big it didn’t leave much for the imagination

but you decided through a 10 minute pep talk that you’d suck it up and try your best to make his shirt into a night gown.

You at last stepped out of the bathroom, Jumin’s head shooting toward the sudden noise before taking you in

He could scarcely breathe, much less come up with a coherent sentence

you were in his shirt...

with barely any clothes on underneath

and you looked up at him shyly, biting your lip a little

drawing even more attention to your lips

Jumin had to stifle a groan, opting to head to the bathroom to change

After splashing some cold water on his face in a poor attempt to get his head out of the gutter, he quickly got on his pjs

after you both were ready for bed, Jumin sat on the bed, opening a small novel he’d been enjoying, Anthem.

His attention was immediately diverted from the dystopian fiction when he saw you were stretching

His shirt rode up high as he took in the way the lingerie perfect accentuated your curves, though it didn’t cover much below the waist

Noticing your folly, your eyes widened in shock before you immediately put your hands down

which, just your luck, made it all worse.

the sudden movement disheveled the shirt, causing it to ride down completely on one side, openly displaying the soft brassiere beneath it

Jumin slammed his book so hard it left an echo in the large room.

Great. He couldn’t even make it look like his book was suddenly unbelievably interesting that he just so happened to not take notice of the obvious sight before him.

You blanched, feeling a breeze along your shoulder, gasping before running to your side of the bed and pretending you don’t exist anymore

Meanwhile Jumin is in a c r i s i s

In the most eloquent of words, his mind said holy fucking motherfucking shit oh my God fuck fuck fuck AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH oh my god shit shit shit fuck shit sdfasodjgiajsidogjosdg MALFUNCTION!! WARNING!!!! RUN BITCH!!!

But Jumin didn’t run

because mama ain’t raise no bitch

but also because if he stood up it would be blatantly obvious that he had--

Stop thinking about it, Jumin.

He tried to redirect his mind to his 5 senses, a grounding technique he’d learned when he got too anxious when he was younger

But sight seemed to dominate it as his mind replayed your facial expressions, the way your hands awkwardly tried to cover yourself up, the way you looked the way he’d take it all off---

Oh God. I’m deep in shit.

He had never been so pissed at himself... and embarrassed.

He looked over at you, a horrible decision, really.

You were still awake, your face was redder than the strawberry sent that adorned you

“s-sorry..” you whispered, willing yourself to try to forget, “pretend that never happened..”

Jumin was practically feral and you were saying it never happened?

Jumin couldn’t just pretend he didn’t just see a fucking goddess

but he would for you

“..........pretend what never happened?”

You sighed, a small smile on your face as you quickly turned to thank him

but he was a LOT closer than you imagined

he was propped up on one elbow, looking down at you, his head slightly angled.

And suddenly your faces weren’t so far apart.

And you couldn’t help but slowly close your eyes

Jumin felt confusion when you’d done this

he can be a bit of a pea brain, so he of course said, “I’m sure you’re very tired.”

He shut off the light, reaching over you

You held back the big frown you’d gotten when you realized he’d rejected you

unbeknownst to you that it took everything in him, from the moment he’d saw you in the jet cabin, not to scoop you up in his arms and make out with you the whole way there.

Zen

Was Zen going to invite you to his own fucking tour?

Of course he was

he liked flexing his connections

and most of all, showing you just how much he cared about you

and loved you

but not the love part because God if you ever found out Zen might jump into the nearest body of water and never return

not that he didn’t have any confidence

he has lots of it

but it all kind of disintegrates when he gets to talking about his real feelings

But come on, it was blatantly obvious to anyone who had heckin eyes

or ears

or just any functioning body

the way he’d try to subtly throw an arm over your shoulder

or he’d lean in whenever you spoke

or the way he’d readjust his posture when you walked into a room

or the way everyone caught him staring

like anytime you weren’t looking

or when you are looking because he is “built different”

So the limo ride to the fancy hotel he was to stay at was something that had him looking forward to the tour, but also dreading it

you’d sat close to him in the limo because his agent and other workers were sitting along with him.

So close that your ass got pushed further and further onto his lap

because damn where the fuck are we and why are there so many goddamn potholes

Zen tried to steady you by firmly grabbing your hips

which was NOT the move

because now that you were firmly set on his lap, every bump felt like a fucking war against his hormones.

Like a gentleman, he quickly opted to seat you next to him, not wanting you to feel embarrassed

still, he could feel you being pulled closer to him with every long turn the limo made or every bump or abrupt stop

and it was torture.

like this man is sweating

but by some miracle you arrive at the hotel in one piece! Yay!

but Zen’s soul has left his body~~

so you get set up

You open the room, “Look, Zen! This bed is HUGE!!”, you ran over to it and plopped your face onto the sheets

He chuckled, watching you act like a little kid excited about a hotel for the first time

his brows furrowed when he realized there was no door separator between your rooms

He immediately called the front desk

all you could over hear was “No, there seems to be some kind of mistake”

and “I reserved two rooms -- conjoined”

“Alright, ok. Thanks.” and then he hung up.

“So..” he sighed, “They can’t get another room because they’re completely booked. Someone must’ve recognized the limo and lots of fans immediately bought up all the rooms in hopes of seeing me.”

“It’s alright Zen! I can ask to switch with your agent or something!!”

“NO!” Zen said a little too loudly. “No. Um, look it would be bad because he’s a man.”

“Your a dude, too, Zen.”

“I-- yeah, but that’s different because I’m a guy you can trust.”

“True..”

“So I’ll sleep on the couch, ‘kay?”

“Zen, no! You need your beauty sleep to be ready for your performance tomorrow!!!”

“It’s alright, really!”

“I’ll sleep on the couch!”

“Like hell you will.”

“Please :(”

“Y/N, seriously--”

“Then how about this! You and I just sleep in the same bed!”

Ever the dramatic soul, Zen gasped with his palm over his heart “How SCANDALOUS!”

“Aren’t you supposed to be Mr. Playboy?”

“Only for you, baby”, he winked.

You stuttered, “T-that’s not funny! Seriously don’t make it weird you horn- dog!”

He threw his head back in laughter, “Horn-dog?! I thought you said you trusted me!”

“Not when you’re obviously thinking about doing this and that to me!!”

“Doing this and tha---Hey! Who do you think I am?!”

There was suddenly a loud bang on the wall and a burly man shouted, “GO TO FUCKIN’ SLEEP YOU OBNOXIOUS, SEXUALLY FRUSTRATED LITTLE SHITS!”

You smirked, holding in a laugh saying, “Sounds like your fans are getting jealous.”

Zen’s mouth dropped and you began laughing hysterically

“T-that was like a 60 year old man!”

“I’M 42 YOU LITTLE SHIT”

You fell back on the bed, laughing louder

Zen shouted back, “WELL EXCUSE ME, SEXY, 42 YEAR OLD MAN”

There was silence before a harsh knock sounded at your door

All Zen’s bravado disintegrated and he made a dash for the bed, whispering loudly for you to “Turn off the fuckin’ lights, turn off the fuckin’ lights!”

You stifled more giggles rising up to your throat as you clicked off the light, making sure the room was locked, and climbed into bed

you breathed out your last laughs, sighing to yourself contentedly before noticing the close proximity you were to Zen

You stared at each other for a long moment

You leaned in closer

Zen placed a palm on your cheek, gently cupping it

he softly whispered, “Can I kiss you?”

You answered by harshly connecting your lips

The two of you feeding off each other’s oxygen as Zen bit your lip, causing you to gasp and open your mouth to make way for his tongue

you whimpered, feeling faint from lack of oxygen

the two of you parted, out of breath

Zen wanted to say something smooth like “I’ve always wanted to do that.”

but instead he said “I’ve always wanted to do you.”

He mentally smacked his head, blaming the lack of oxygen for his stupidity

But you smirked up at him coyly, replying, “Then why don’t you?”

Um yeah rip your hotel neighbor he will literally hate both of you so much

I had honestly SO MUCH FUN writing this!! Let me know if you want, like, a part two to this. I think I’d just be so fun lol

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kiss me ! part 2

“hawaii!” niki yells, throwing as fist in the air as he enters the van “riki, it’s 3am in the morning, please shut up” jay retorts, going back to sleep as he leans on the window

as if it was almost planned, you and jake sat beside each other at the furthest seat. it was complicated, you didn’t know if you were comfortable or not, you felt tense, afraid of jake’s teasing if you touch him even the slightest. yet you also didn’t want to leave your seat.

you let out a huff, trying to find a position where you could comfortably sleep in. you were spooked at the sudden hand that leans your head on their shoulders “you can sleep on my shoulders, it’s alright” jake chuckles, already drifting to sleep the second after he did that “thanks” you mumble, easing into his warmth.

you laugh a little at his aching figure “this is funny to you? after i’ve been so kind to let you sleep on my shoulder?” he pouts “i deserve a long massage during our flight” he jokes, continuing to carry your bags.

dumbfounded by the fact that you stayed with him, giving him a glance filled with guilt “y/n seriously, i’m fine. it’ll go away sooner or later” he reassures you, his heart exploding at the sight of you with glimmering eyes, feeling the guilt you expressed them with.

“what do you wanna eat for breakfast?” you mumble, taking the luggage cart from his grasp. he laughs at your attempt to make him feel better “sorry? didnt quite hear that well” he teases, making you give him a glare, almost forgetting that he was ‘injured’ you raise your hand to almost give him a punch “good thing you’re hurting or i would’ve punched your ass back to australia” you roll your eyes “you heard what i said!” eyebrows frowning as you look away “alright alright, i’m fine with coffee really—” he lets out a breathy chuckle, dragging his feet as he follows you around “—nonsense! breakfast is important. don’t give me that type of bullshit sim” you cut him off, stopping by a little restaurant as you tell the other members to go ahead “im getting you pancakes. better finish it or you’re not living to see another day”

he laughs “this is quite a unique way to care for someone don’t you think” you roll your eyes "eat the damn pancakes sim jaeyun"

"yas ma'am"

after everyone had met up, you all started finding your seats. you were bewildered, somehow, because now you found yourself wanting to switch seats with sunghoon for obvious reasons. but of course, you --again, didn't have the guts to do so.

a few hours into the flight and a few glances from jake here and there, you received a message

jake :):

hey pretty girl, do me a favour and go to the washroom behind you

you:

and why exactly?

jake :):

no questions asked. i just miss you ;)

you swore you wanted to jump off the plane. pretty girl?! he misses me?!. you feel the heat creeping up in your face as you asked jungwon "hey, could you get up of a sec. i gotta go to the washroom" you whisper, mumbling a small 'thank you' before you walked to the washroom.

you felt a hand pull you "hey" he giggles, arms wrapped around your waist "you scared me! i thought i was getting abducted" you slap his shoulder. although you would be lying if you said you didn't want to just grab him and kiss him right at this moment.

he looked so good with his button up shirt, showing off his collar bones, neck wearing the beaded necklace you made for him during the summer and your birthstone necklace. his hair was messy, and you couldn't deny how hot he looked with his glasses on.

"you should consider buttoning up" you hesitantly say, looking anywhere but his eyes. of course he catches on to your intentions, but he felt like pissing you off "why? i'm showing off your necklace" he giggles "i even bought your birthstone" he grabs the necklace with his thumb, making you roll your eyes as you cross your arms, making sim jaeyun giggle.

he places his hand under your chin, finally letting you looking at him "switch seats with sunghoon please. i don't think i like the sight of you sleeping on jungwon's shoulders" now it was your time to piss him off.

"why?" you pout, "his shoulders are so comfortable, and we don't want your shoulders aching again now do we?" you give him a slight smile, well it wasn't like you weren't planning to switch with sunghoon way before the flight even started anyway.

jake rolls his eyes "that leaves you no choice--"

"can y'all hurry up? i'll switch with you y/n gosh! just let me pee!" sunghoon bangs on the door, making jake laugh "well that was easy"

oh how you regret changing seats.

because now you get to fully witness the flight attendants obviously flirting with him.

"good morning sir" she annoyingly giggles, biting her lip as she leans in way too close. jake leans back, letting out a small laugh out of politeness "hi, yeah i'd like..." he orders his food while you glare at the girl who's been displeasingly close to him "what can i get for you ma'am?"

"oh my girlfriend would like the same thing" jake interrupts, giving you a sly wink after placing his hand on top of yours. you let out a small scoff after seeing the disappointed look on the girl as she hands you the food. your skips a beat. girlfriend? you thought

now he was starting to piss you off. he was doing everything but ask you out. and with every ounce of pride you had in your soul, you hated to admit that you were starting to get really impatient. were you not obvious about your feelings? was the handmade necklace and the concern you have for him not obvious enough?

"ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Hawaii" the pilot announces, after you got your hand carry, you didn't even bother waiting for jake. immediately walking out of the plane, causing him to tilt his head out of confusion.

he didn't get a chance to talk to you, i mean, how could he when you would immediately start walking away from him whenever he tried to walk towards you.

as you sat beside jay in the tour bus, he gives you a weird look "why are you here" you give him a lost look "can i not...?" that's when he knew something happened between you and jake "y/n if this is because of jake--" you place your hand on his mouth, leaning way too close. but luck wasn't on your side today, because jake saw.

"shut up please! and yes! it is about him. so please spare me and let me sit here for the meantime" jay chuckles, "jake's going to kill me for this" he mumbles, leaning back to the chair "what?"

"nothing" he gives you a grin

after you guys arrived to jay's beach house you immediately grab your bag before jake could help you

"alright riki and sunoo are sharing a room, jungwon and heeseung are sharing, and...." jay looks at you, sunghoon and jake, not knowing what to do "you three figure it out. i'm just letting you know one gets to have their own room" jay starts to head to his own room, shrugging his shoulders as he walks past you with widened eyes.

"we already know what's about to happen. i'm getting my own room-"

"no!" you yell

"yes!" jake yells in unison,

"well......" sunghoon stood there, waiting for the both of you to talk "well, i just think i should get the room since you know-- i'm a girl and-- you and jake are best friends so you should be roommates" you explain, giving sunghoon an awkward smile "yeah sure whatever- ow!" jake hits sunghoon in the arm "you idiot! take the goddamn room!" jake grits through his teeth "you know what y/n! i change my mind. i uh, i think im going to take the room"

"why?!" you whisper with a harsh tone. poor sunghoon "IM GOING TO JERK OFF OR SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW" he yells, although he regrets it after the maids give him a weird look "ayo what?" heeseung peaks through the door "nothing! i didn't mean that. just --ugh! i'm heading out" he grabs his luggage, stomping through the hallways as he walks to the room. leaving you with jake.

you were about to have a mental breakdown "jay! you're seriously not helping me at all!" you give him a shove "ow! you need to control your strength sometimes! and i'm sorry okay? i just panicked, and i think you and jake being roommates wouldn't be a mistake. it's better to fix your problems instead of just sweeping it under the rug. you can't avoid him forever y/n" he was right. and you knew that. but you couldn't bring yourself to tell jake what was bothering you. even the thought of it was embarrassing, because what if he wasn't even intending to date you at all?

you walk back to the room, hesitating whether you should open it or not. but after hearing no noise, you open the door "AH OH MY GOD SORRY--" there you saw a shirtless jake, hair wet and his glasses having a few drops of water from his hair. he grabs your hand before you could walk out again "y/n, please talk to me" he places his hands on both sides of your shoulders "did i do something wrong? whatever it is, i'm really sorry" he panics, slightly pouting at the silent treatment you gave him "jake i-"

"dinners ready!" riki barges in, freezing at the sight of you two "oh- hey! riki, let's go!" you grab his arm, walking towards the dining room "please don't mention it" you whisper, sitting in between riki and jay.

jake later follows, now in his grey shirt and the checkered pajamas he wore earlier, he gives you a small smile before sitting next to heeseung.

"so, sunghoon. did you have fun?" heeseung teases

"shut up!"

"this wasn't going as planned anymore!" jake groans, he was currently in jay's room, ranting his frustrations out while jay listened. when jake had heard about the trip to hawaii, he originally planned to confess when you guys went to the party, it's not like the party had already happened, but it was already tomorrow "i already apologized, yet she still wouldn't speak"

"do you even know why she's mad?" jay asked, leaning on the bad with his arms as he watched jake pacing around his room "...no?"

"jake sim you idiot"

it was 1 am in the morning and you finally finished playing games with riki and heeseung. you were hesitating to open the door once again. afraid of letting the incident happen once more. you knock lightly, hoping that he was there and you could finally make up

but before you could open the door, jake already opened it. immediately embracing you "please talk to me" he whispers gently in your ear. you couldn't help but burst out crying, causing him to panic, he caresses your hair "let's go for a walk yeah?" he grabs your wrist, his touch so gentle as if you were fragile.

he wipes your tears as you walk along the shore "i missed you. you know?" he holds your hand as you both drag your feet along the sand. you hit him on his shoulder "ow!"

"that's what you get!" you sniffle, looking at the reflection of the moon on the sea "what did i do?" he chuckles, searching for your eyes. he tilts his head when you don't respond "hello?"

"cause! you always flirt with me, calling me your girlfriend and hugging me! i hate it! i hate it because my heart always skips a beat every time and i always expect you to ask me out soon yet you never do!" you yell, your skin was glowing under the moonlight. jake was in awe the moment he saw your glistening eyes that had tears threatening to fall.

he had the sudden urge to kiss you and tell you how he felt.

and he did. because jake was a man who never doubted his feelings when it came to you.

he pulls you by the waist, causing you to let out a yelp. his lips touches yours, and it stayed like that for a while, to make up for the moments he wasted without you this whole vacation. you wrap your hands around his neck, playing with his hair

"can i be your boyfriend?" he cheekily says, his smile making you smile as well "suck my ass. sim jaeyun. yes, i'd love for you to be my boyfriend"

"i'd gladly suck your a--"

"sim jaeyun!"

[bonus bcs i haven't posted in a while]

it was the morning of the party, you were in jake's arms "finally you're awake! good morning!" he excitedly says, peppering you with kisses "the guys are in the pool so get changed" he informs you, smacking your ass as soon as you got up "getting too comfortable for our first day aren't we?" you tilt your head, giving him a smirk "can't help it" he send a wink your way.

as soon as you got out in your swimsuit, jake's mouth drops "do a little turn for me" he smirks, twirling you around as he hypes you up "holy shit! i'm so lucky aren't i" he checks you out, earning a smack from you "ow! alright but i'm not letting them check you out like that! wear my shirt"

(he didn't let you go from the jacuzzi after heeseung hyped you up lol)

[party]

you told jake to go ahead, wanting to surprise him with the dress you bought.

after arriving to the party jake almost dropped the drink he had in his hand after he saw you. he was smiling so hard when the little girl put a Lei (flower neck lace) on you. he felt so proud when the other men at the party look at you giving him a hug

"that's right, she's mine" he thought

after you walked to wards him he grabs you by the waist "you look so pretty in red" he says, hugging you tightly "is that so?" you ask, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips, making him all giddy

part 1

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