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slashingdisneypasta · 3 years

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Sylvester the Cat x Toon!Reader || Drabble

Plot: I'm just experimenting with the Looney Tune idea so possibly enjoy some cute Sylvester Jr wanting you to be his new other parent.

Warnings: Toon violence?

You're just tying up the ends of Wile E's bandages into a tight little knot, prompting a wince from the coyote and a little board sign saying 'Ouch!'. Immediately you wince, stepping back. "Ohh... sorry, Wile E... I'm not exactly certified... " Daffy made you do this job, seeing as you're worse at sports then any of them- and that's saying something.

His head falls forward slightly and his ears wilt as you step back.

"Okay! Who's nex- " Turning around - picking up some more bandages and band aids in one fist, and an industrial sized tube of Acme branded antiseptic cream tucked under your other arm, - you look about for your next patient.

- And droop as soon as you see what kind if work load is waiting for you. It looks like every toon you know is lined up for medical attention!

The bandages and band aids slip out of your hands and scatter across the floor. "Oh boy." Quickly taking a deep breath to refresh yourself, you perk right up in order to get to it. Okay! "Sly! You're first, what's wro- Uh, hah. Nevermind."

Looking at him... maybe you don't have to ask...

Tweety flies through the giant gaping hole in Sylvester's tummy and the cat gives great sigh, slumping forward. "Why are the only times he's in there are when he can get out!!"

"I know, I know, woe is you. Sit down." You have no time for sympathies right now, you can allocate Sly only 2 minutes- and that's because you like him. The other patients coming get only one. "Okay, Sly!... um... " Oh brother you're stuck. Why do you do with an ailment like this?? Sylvester patiently sits, waiting for you to finish as you set your paws on your hips with a huff... wondering where exactly to go from here. Hm. "Do you maybe... know where your insides... are? Like, presently?"

"Uhh, they were... disintegrated... "

You two share a concerned look. "Maybe... spackle?- "

Just as Sylvester is gulping down his fear at your crazy suggestion, a certain black and white kitten comes speeding out of the crowd at the two of you. "FATHER!" Sylvester Junior stops at his fathers side, eyes wide with worry. "Father! Is he okay, Y/N??"

As you start rifling through your medical kit for something actually useful, you waive a dismissive paw at the kitten. "Oh, don't worry SJ. Your dad has recovered from worse- you know that."

Oh- that gives you an idea! It may not be strictly medical... or orthodox in the least, but its worth a try! Come on- you guys are toons. Straightening up, you look to the court; Searching for the little yellow speck you know is flying around somewhere.

Sylvester Jr nods slowly, pouting. His eyes are big, and round, and adorably full of worry. "Do you think I can sit on his lap safely, Y/N?"

Oh he's just the cutest. You turn back to your patient and raise your brows at him. "Can he?"

Sly perks up at the chance to get some much needed affection - rather then shameful berating, - from his rugrat. "Of course he can- come on, son- oww... " Unfortunately Sylvester Junior throws caution to the wind, and launches his little body at his father- almost going all the way through and causing you to seriously wince, but luckily Sylvester has a good grip on him and sets him in his lap rather then inside the cavern that was his belly. "Aghhh... thanks, son... I feel a lot better now... oof!- "

Sylvester Junior has thrown his arms around his father, and your heart leaps at the adorable scene...

Except- you wouldn't have, if you had heard what was really going on in that hug.

Sylvester's eyes widen and he deadpans at his son, hearing the words that come out in a rushed, hoarse whisper as soon as the hug he thought was genuine closes around his neck. Of course... this is his son, after all...

"How am I doing, Father?? Is Y/N looking?? I've been told that other cats become more inclined to date a cat who's good with children!, and since you're hopeless at that, I've elected myself, your darling baby son, to help you! So, are they looking father??"

"Junior!"

"Yes father???"

"I do not need your help to woo anyone, and I'm working on Y/N... " Sly tries to assure Jr, not sounding totally sure as his eyes fall downcast. "Its, uh, just a slow process, is all... " After a moment, he proudly lifts his chin, and he would puff out his chest, if... you know.. it was there... "I got your mother on my own, didn't I??"

Sylvester's proud moment is cut off quickly as his son pulls away from him to give a very deadpanned, sassy expression at the mention of his absentee mother cat. "And where is she, may I ask, father??"

A loud 'Aha!' comes from you a few feet away as you jump up, and grab something right out of the air.

Deeply rolling his eyes, irritation flickering inside him at the antics of his son, Sylvester Sr plonks him down on the bench beside him, angrily crossing his arms. Jr follows suit, looking like an exact replica of his father... except, smaller.

Blinking blankly around to see the two, with Tweety now wriggling around in your paws, you giggle at the sight. "What happened to you two? You were having such a heart warming father-son moment a second ago!"

"I'm full of shame, Y/N. Oh woe... "Sylvester Jr sighs, shaking his head as Sr turns his head slowly to look at him. "How am I to face my friends at the playground... My father- a loser!"

Sylvester pointedly looks away, angry eyes pointing towards the court. "My son... a spoiled brat. How am I ever to show my face in society, again?" An even heavier sigh comes out of Sylvester Jr at that remark, and Sylvester Sr immediately jumps up from the bench, pointing a stern finger at his son. "Oh no ya don't- Don't you dare get out that bag!!"

"But Father! I'm full of shame!" Sylvester Jr whines, holding the paper bag in his lap as you watch the two in wonderment. How they can bicker like this, and still have such an adorable, open relationship you have no clue - some kids are too scared to talk back to their fathers, - but the state of these two's relationship is truly, really endearing to you.

Oh how you love Sly... You catch yourself swooning at the thought of him, and immediately stop yourself. Stop it, Y/N! This is not the time for that. Taking a deep breath, you shake yourself. Okay, back to the task at hand.

Meanwhile, Sylvester snatches the paper bag away from Jr. "Oh, cut that out, wouldja?!"

While there's a pause in the argument, you jump and take your chance to hold up Tweety in front of Sylvester's face- his pupils shrinking at the sight and his teeth growing sharper, somehow.

"Oh no oh no- You mean old puddy tads- using me like this!" Tweety exclaims, wings pressed firmly to your paws and pushing, struggling to wiggle up and out of your tight grip. Yeah yeah, you think. Tell it to the choir.

Hopefully when I let Tweety go, Sly will give chase... and be all better!

Heh... isn't that how it works? It is, right? He'll 'perk right up'! you could say.

"Alright... here goes nothing!" You squeak, closing your eyes and letting Tweety go, hoping to god that Sylvester doesn't trample you in his endeavour to snatch his favourite little yellow bird.

Feeling a wind blow against you side and ruffling your fur as Sylvester springs to action, you slowly crack your eyes open again- first seeing Sylvester Jr as he still sits on the bench in front of you swinging his legs over the side of the bench, before peaking over your shoulder, and... "Yes!" You cry out as soon as your keen feline eyes catch sight of Sylvester looking good as new again on the court, chasing Tweety through the still-roaring basketball game. Clasping your hands together, your tail wiggles excitedly behind your back. "It worked!"

"What?" Sylvester hears your cheering and immediately halts in his tracks, looking at you then down at himself- a big, toothy smile spreading across his face when he see's he's all better. "Y/N! You did it! Thanks!"

"Of course!" You call back, then point at the scoreboard and wink. "Now kick those Monstar's butts for me!"

The green Monstar turns a squinty looking evil eye on you at hearing your words but you don't care- you're far too busy burning the image of Sly giving you a thumbs up into your mind.

"Heheh, no problem... " That trademark evil grin slips across Sly's face again as he rubs his paws together, turning his attention back to the game as you sigh, paws on your hips; Happy with your job well done.

"Uh, hello??" Someone speaks up from behind you, and you jump, suddenly remembering the mile long line of toons that still need medical attention.

Ohhh... great. You slowly turn around, seeing Elmer giving you angry eyes and quickly look extremely apologetic, paws awkwardly behind your back and spine as straight as a plank. Oops!

You might seem help... you think you tilting your head to see the rest of the long... long, l o n g line. "Uhh... SJ? You wanna help me play nurse, maybe?"

"Oh, yes Y/N!" He exclaims enthusiastically, hopping off the bench and taking up your medical kit in his short little arms- which is way too big for him. You giggle and take it from the kitten, patting his head. "I'll be happy to be your assistant!"

Fist bumping each other, you wink. "That's the kinda attitude I like to see! Lets go."

A couple hours and countless injuries later and the game is coming to a nail chewing close. Truly, this is a new level of anxiety you're feeling as you leave Sylvester Junior, now exhausted and up past his bedtime, curled in Granny's lap with a blanket strewn over him. Then you sit back down to watch the game beside a very injured Sly, as Witch Hazel defibrillates Taz.

If Michael doesn't make this shot - with but seven seconds to go, - he has to move to Moron Mountain in your place. You all dragged him here for help and now h's the one with everything on the line.

You cant help but feel a massive load of guilt.

"Oh I cant watch!" You squeak suddenly amongst the thunderous sounds of the audience at 4 seconds, and cover your eyes. "Tell me when its over!"

3 seconds later, the buzzer screeches and you hear the toons around you cheering, and peak out nervously from beyond your paws. ... What happened?

Your gaze flickers to the score board.

Oh my god. A deep, relieved breath comes out of you. "We won!?"

"We won!" Sylvester concurs, jumping up from the bench and throwing a fist into the air. Then he puts his paws on your arms and beams down at you. "We're not gonna be slaves!!"

You wonder what you could say in response, but the one thing your body is telling to you to do is throw your arms around him- so you do. And he doesn't think twice before squeezing you back, picking you up and swinging you around.

Then the world comes crashing down around Sly, as his son opens his eyes to see the scene- and gasps. The kitten sits up quickly in Granny's lap and points. "Oh, father! You did it! I knew you could do it!"

Immediately Sylvester puts you down, his paws retreating from you and a definite sense of nervousness - and maybe embarrassment? - settles over him. You raise your brows, confused, but still swimming in the joy of the game being won and just tilt your head as you confusedly smile. "What did he do??"

Sly Jr doesn't even think a second before gleefully elaborating- despite his father very nearly shaking his soul free waving his hands at him in a doomed endeavour to shut his son up. "No- stop, Junior!- "

"Asked you out! Didn't he?" As the wide eyed bewilderment on your face and the utter horror on Sylvester's dawns on Jr, his shoulders drop and he turns disappointedly at his dad. "Didn't you?"

"No!"

"Oh, father!- "

Sylvester Sr's tail, shoulders, and head slump forward as he turns his kitten around so he faces away from the two of you, embarrassment replaced by exasperation. "You're tired, son. Go to sleep. Night night, sleep tight, sweet dreams, don't let the bed bugs bite and we'll talk in the morning." Then he slowly, meekly turns back to you.

And you're practically glowing. "Sly... what's he talking about?"

"Father likes you!- " Sylvester Jr tries to speak up again, turning his head but Sr twists his head carefully back, a reprimanding tone in his voice.

"Sleep! Hah hah... " Sylvester (Sr) turns back to you, arms held carefully behind his back as he chuckles nervously. "My son is... troubled... a little- "He point at his head and swirls his finger; A gesture reading 'Loopy'. As soon as the meaning behind that word and his gesture occurs to you, you visibly droop. Oh. Okay... I guess SJ was just messing with us... Sly watches this reaction, and his ears perk up quickly; Sensing some dissappintment. "I mean, uh... unless you liked the i-idea?"

You peak up at him again from the floor, seeing his face slowly going red. "... D-do you?"

"Wha- I asked first! You answer the question."

"Hey." Setting your fists to your hips, you look stubbornly at him. "You were just taking it all back! So you tell the truth. Which is it??"

"Yeah- but I asked the question first!"

"Sylvester James Pussycat Senior!"

"Pfft... if you think pulling full name on me is going to change anything... " He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. "You've got another thing comin'!"

Your eyes narrow, and so do his, before suddenly Taz jumps up from the bench he was resting on and ZOOMS past Sly so fast and so hazardously, that he's caught off guard and jumps forward with a yelp- accidentally knocking you.

"Oh!-"

"H-hold on, I got ya!!" Sylvester's eyes widen to the size of dinner plates and he grabs you just before gravity manages to drag you down to the ground; Pulling you back up to your feet- which just so happens to bring you two extremely close together.

Two sets of eyes widen and faces go red.

Everything seems to go a little quieter around you, the deafening sounds of the auditorium seeming to get plunged under water as the crazy all just slows down for just a moment. Enough for you to enjoy the few seconds you foreseeably get before he jumps back like someone sprayed him.

But to your surprise, he doesn't move. Just stands there and looks shocked... but does not move even an inch away from you. Doesn't even let go of you.

Finally, after a few good moments, you sigh and give in. "... Sly, would you like to go out sometime with me?"

"Ah... " His ears flatten against his head as he looks bashful, with a cute little smile that makes your stomach do backflips as he curls his tail around yours. "Yes, I'd like that very much."

You lean up and give him a feather light kiss on the cheeks- and he goes even redder.

#(faintly you two can hear a loud 'YES FATHER!!' from sj XDD )#Looney Tunes #The Looney Tunes #Sylvester x Reader #Sylvester the Cat x Reader #Drabble #Sylvester The Cat x Reader Drabble #Space Jam

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cynic-spirit · 3 years

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The Poem Series (11) Dear, if you change, I'll never choose again– John Wick

All the previous parts here

“So let me get this straight, he gives you a bouquet, and then when you leave, he doesn’t follow you, then the next day, in the early morning he gives you a poem, while you are standing naked”

“I was not naked sky!!I was in my tank shirt and shorts. My night outfit”

“and what is your problem here? That he is apologizing so romantically, or that you are being an idiot?”

“Stop it, will you? I dont know, I am so confused right now, I told you, he makes me feel all sorts of emotions”

“Diana, Clearly, you both like each other, he sounds amazing, and by the way you speak, I am sure he looks amazing too. So just call him and meet him and hear him out. Maybe you can have time to ‘’make up’ too ” Sky winks suggestively

“Does everything come down to sex with you?”

“Yes it does, and you must stop being such a prude. Clearly, the man wants to ravish you, and you are not feeling any different”

“Oh hush sky!!”

Meanwhile John was at his place. He has had a wonderful morning. He had gone and seen Diana and she looked breathtaking. Her hair was disheveled and she wore shorts, a tank t shirt that showed her curves perfectly. John was thankful to be near the car rather than giving her the card, himself. He had started to understand her a little bit and he knew that she is a woman who would be enticed by simpler things in life rather than expensive gifts. John would not refrain from putting his imagination in wooing her again. He was willing do that all life if he had to. He had a plan in mind, He will try to make her good qualities understood and to conquer the diffidence. She loved poetry and John had started to understand that poetry is in fact the food for love. Of a fine, stout and healthy love. It nourishes what is strong. John’s confidence in his love for Diana was as natural and strong as Diana’s suspicion of his love for her. Warmth and tenderness of heart, with an affectionate, open manner, will beat all the clearness of head in the world for attraction.

Diana in her house sat on one of the chairs near the kitchen island, staring at the phone. Her eyes would switch between the card, the bouquet and the phone while she wondered what to do in mute astonishment. Her mind was in a state of flutter and wonder, which made it impossible for her to be collected. “Oh damn it” she muttered and dialed John’s number. She found it a little odd that it was a landline home number. After four rings, John picks up.

“Diana” She hears him say.

“How did you know it was me”

“No one else has my number.”

“For real?”

“Yes”

“what about your friends?”

“No”

“No one?”

“Just you Schatje”

Diana blushes a little hearing that nickname again. She bites her lip. Her mouth opens but no voice comes out. John asks,

“How are you my love?”

“I thought you didn’t care.”

“Do you REALLY believe that about me Diana?”

After a small pause, “I thought you left me”

“Only to come back to you, love, as soon as I could”

“John, I don’t understand anything about you, about us”

“Would you meet me ?”

“For what?”

“Because I am struggling with my feelings here, love. My feelings will not be expressed, here on phone, away from you. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”

“John….”

“Diana….”

They share a moment of silence on the phone. Only small breaths can be heard, until Diana says.

“You know John, for a man who claims to not understand poetry or literature, you sure quote a lot of lines”

“Like I said love, I don’t understand them, but I do remember them.”

Diana smiled, she felt a little happy or lets call it with a more fascinating name – pleased.

“Can I come to pick you up tonight to spend sometime with you, I would very much like to apologize in person.”

“Is it another dinner John?”

“No. it is not a dinner”

“What is it then?”

“Don’t you wanna know?

John comments and Diana could feel his smirk from across the phone.

“ I will pick you up at 7 love. Don’t wear heels, we will be doing some walking”

“Bye John”

“I’ll see you love”

Diana lets out another sigh. She did not know what to expect. It’s the human heart which is always in conflict with itself, but isn’t this what is the source of all passion. John had touched Diana at an emotional and spiritual level, and that’s why she was going against all her tenets of dating and relationships. The time that John was not talking to Diana, she was miserable. It was necessary to talk to him, find out more. Some how she had a feeling that if she pursues the relationship with John, this might be a normal occurrence. She started getting ready for the evening. She decided on a simple bootcut navy jeans with a white shirt. She put a long lose jacket over it and paired it with her black sports sneakers. She decided on tying her hair into a pony. Instead of clutch bag, she opted for a cross body bag. She is not heavy on the makeup and kept it bare minimum. She looked in the mirror and found herself good enough. She was curious where would they be going. She was broken off before thinking too much by the rumbling sound of a familiar Mustang. She almost sprints towards the door, then halts. She takes two breaths and then opens to see John waiting for her. She smiles at him earning a smile back.

“Hey John”

“Hello Diana”

John leaned and gave a chaste kiss on the exposed part of her neck, and she felt goosebumps all over body.

The couple begins to drive. Diana is both giddy and excited. John, on the other hand cannot concentrate on driving. Diana looked effortlessly chic. Clam, cool, casual, she was a sexy vixen when she sang on the stage in the club, she was an elegant woman on the date, and now, in this casual outfit, John knew, he was not wrong about her. Diana would be his wife one day.

“Where are we going John?”

“Somewhere I’d like you to take”

“Stop the mystery John”

“I am not even half as mysterious as you are”

“I am not the one who vanished John”

“For a while you did, my love”

“Are you being cheesy again?”

“Is it working?”

“A little.”

“Then Yes I am being cheesy. Here we are. Come on”

With that John almost jumps out of the car to open the passenger’s side door for Diana. He puts his hand out for her to hold. Diana looks at him with a slight question in her eye, and holds his hand. She steps out and is surprised at the view. They are on the outside of the city, away from the highway. An attractive green place, lots of trees, almost untouched by civilization. One can see the overwhelming lights of the city far away. The sky is free of pollution and suddenly the stars appear to have been spread on the sky like confetti. There is quiet and peace around. The air is fresh, its breezy but not cold. There is a fragrance of the jasmine and lilies in the air. Diana closes her eyes to breathe them in, and cannot help but say, in a whisper.

“Wao”

“I knew you’d like it” She hears John’s voice as a whisper so close to her ear that she could feel his warm breath on her neck. Then with another small peck on her neck, John offers his arm and says

“Lets walk”

They begin walking down a path,

“So..?” Diana says

“So..?”

“You vanished.”

“It was unintentional, unplanned”

“What does it mean?”

“I did not expect to take so long, my love.”

“You could have said something, you know”

“I am sorry, Diana, truly sorry. I did not intend to hurt you like I did.”

“Will it happen again John?”

“Probably”

“Then don’t apologize. Tell me what happened. It’s not going to work if you don’t trust me”

“I trust you with every fiber of my being Diana”

“Then talk to me”

“My work, its… its complicated”

“I figured”

“Sometimes, it takes me to places I don’t want to go”

“Sometimes, even I have to teach a philosophy class” Diana jokes, trying to make John a little bit at ease, earning another one of his bashful smiles.

“Its not THAT complicated Diana” John muses back, thinking how she makes everything easy for him and continues to speak.

“My work is complicated. It takes me to places where I don’t want to go. It takes the time that I did not anticipate or plan.”

“And this was one of those situations?”

“Yes”

“So, you weren’t ignoring me?”

“Diana, I cannot ignore you. Ever. You are the blood in my veins, the rhythm of my heartbeat, the air that I breathe. I cannot ignore you”

“Then why did you not call me?”

“I cannot call when I am at work Diana. Its… Its…”

Diana moves in front of John, she holds his face with both her hands, steps a little closer, and asks.

“What is it John”

“My work is dangerous Diana.”

“And you cannot tell me about it?”

“No, not right now. Not immediately”

“But you will tell me about it when you are ready?”

“I promise”

“I can work with that”

“You can work with that?”

“Yes”

“really?”

“I have one condition, though.”

“Anything love, anything.” John wraps his hands around her waist, pulling her a little closer to him.

“When you leave next time for your work, you would tell me”

“I will, I will, I will” John chants like a prayer. “I cannot believe I have found someone like you in my life.”

“John, you are the most passionate and intense man I have met. Don’t change that about you, because, if you change, I’ll never choose again; Sweet, if you shrink, I’ll never think of love”

John smiles, “who was that from?”

“Few lines from a poet named John Dowland” She playfully stresses the name John as she releases herself from his grip walking backwards. “You are not the only John in my life John” she says with a wink, but she instantly regrets as she sees John’s expression change. His eyes become a little darker. What was that? A growl? As he leaps forward and before she understands what is happening, John has picked her up bridal style in his arms and begins walking.

“What? What ??What are you doing John? Put me down! Someone might see us!!”

“Do you think I care?”, and he starts walking with her in his arms, as if she is feather

“John, PUT ME DOWN!!”

“I don’t share, love, and I won’t share you with anyone”

Diana chuckles. “He is a dead poet John”

“It doesn’t matter”

“Put me down”

“Say you are mine”

“Put me down, John”

“Say, I am the only John in your life”

“Put me down, and I will give you a kiss”

“I will kiss you anyway, Schatje, I have been thinking of your pink lips since I saw you today morning”

Diana gasps remembering how she was in the morning. Realizing that she will not win from John, she relents.

“John, I am yours, are you mine?” Finally, she whispers slowly, not meeting his eye, and reddened cheeks.

“I was yours since I heard you sing at the club, my love”.

John puts Diana down on her feet so she is standing against a tree. In the moonlight, her eyes looked damn stimulating. He leaned more and more reducing the distance between them inch by inch. Her skin looked inviting, and he wanted to touch it badly. His fingers itched to roam on her body. He wanted to kiss each and every part of that skin. John could feel her breaths fanning his face. His gaze shifted to her lips which were painted in a light shade of red. The last time he had tasted them they tasted like rose petals. John wanted that intoxicating drug again. Snaking his arm around her waist, He pulled her closely towards himself. Slowly, he slid his fingers on her neck and felt the heavenly touch of her skin on his fingertips. A soft gasp escaped Diana’s lips which created a jolt in his whole system.

John has had many women in his life but had never felt what he was feeling just by touching her. Oh! how amazing it would be when he would consume her fully, surrender to her completely. He placed his forehead on hers and touched her cheeks with his thumb. A shy smile appeared on her face and John knew he would go hell and back to bring that smile on her face again and again. Diana could feel the fierce gaze of John on her. She wanted to play with that fire. Even if John saw this in her eyes, he did not want her to feel pressured or corned into being with him. And as much as he dreaded to hear the answer, he asked:

“Are you really mine, Schatje? Because there is no going back from here. I won’t let you go. If all this, if I am too much for you, say now, and I will hold nothing against you. I will let you go. I will be happy loving you from afar”

John hissed in her ear, his lips touching slightly on the skin behind her ear, making her skin on fire. Diana knew, she had a choice here. John was asking her, giving her a choice. He does not want her to be obligated to him. He wants her to want him as much as he does. She knew he has some secrets but he is giving her a choice, to be with him and wait, or leave. At that instant, Diana did not have any conflict in her mind or heart about John. She just nodded in response with a small humming yes, for voice had eluded her, and before she could think anything, she felt John’s lips on hers. She felt his soft lips on hers and it enthralled her. Throughout her system, she felt as if she was on fire. Her hands automatically found their way to his neck and shoulders for support as her legs were almost jelly now. She was unable to feel her body, let alone control it. As she touched him, she felt his body twitch and tighten. She felt a growl on her mouth escaping his lips.

Slowly, John’s hands found their way under her shirt as he held a death grip on her body. He sucked on her lip as it was the last ecstasy from heaven. John felt her back arch and her moans aroused him more and more. She had driven him crazy. As he slid his hand under her top, he felt her body twist under his touch and he kept moving up till he felt her breasts. “Блядь” (Fuck!) she hears John say something in a language she doesn’t understand, who is now busy trailing kissing down her neck, along with small bites. He paid special attention to that scar on her neck. The scar that her old excuse of a man boyfriend left on her. He sucked, kissed, licked that scar like there is no tomorrow. How dare he scar her? With each kiss on that scar, John promised a thousand cuts on that wretched man. He would find him, and tell him, teach him some manners, cut him in thousand cuts, no one touches John Wick’s woman.

“tell me to Stop, Schatje” John says hoarsely while still devouring her neck with his mouth. Diana’s breaths were now heavy pants. “Tell me to Stop.” He said between his kisses.

“John, stop now, please, darling. ”

John pauses and moves back to those swollen and flushed lips of hers and kisses her hard again. It was her voice, her skin, her breaths, her moans, her sounds, just fueling him more and more. But John knew, he had to stop. He gives her a small chaste kiss on her cheek and leans back a little, still keeping her in his arms. John sees her flustered persona. She was breathing heavily, slowly, all flustered, red, shy. She was a sin herself, descended from the garden of Eden to ruin John. John knew his hunger will not end here. It had just begun. He would spend an eternity worshipping those lips of hers.

“Diana…”

“Yes John?”

“I am yours, truly and completely, know that.”

“Yes John.”

“It is not a claim. Its not a statement. It is now the most basic and the simplest truth of my life.”

“Yes. You are now my sweet John”

John had been called a lot of things in his life, curses, rebukes, mocks. He had been feared and loathed. When he entered a room, people would only describe him as feral, savage, dangerous, perilous, repulsive, and deadly. When Diana called him My Sweet John, his world stopped, he could not hear his own heartbeat which was running so frantically just two moments ago. There was so much tenderness, so much faith in her voice, in the way she spoke. He just looked at her. She had called her his.

“John….”

“John…?”

“Hey… ! are you okay” Diana touches his bearded face.

“Say that again”

“say what?”

“What you just said.”

Diana smiled. She puts her head on his chest, looks up and says,

“My sweet John”

John tightens his hug on her, and Diana hides her face in his chest giggling a little. As they are lost in this moment of blissful admission of love, John’s instincts perk up. He looks up, and around slowly, still holding Diana in his arms. Beyond some trees, he sees a shadow, moving away. Before John could identify who it was, the suspicious shadow was gone. Something was wrong. This was however not the time for this. They were sharing a moment and John did not want to ruin it. Moreover, John did not want to alarm Diana.

“Let me drop you home, love, I will meet you tomorrow”

“Where?”

“at your college. I will bring lunch”

“and if you don’t?”

“Then I will call you, inform you, and won’t keep you waiting”’

“and if you don’t?” Diana asks with a little tease.

“Then I’ll send you my carved heart in a box. I promise.“

Diana chuckles and smacks his chest, “Okay”’

And with that they moved towards the car, holding hands, as Diana leaned on John’s shoulders. John, looks back at the trees once more with his scrutinizing darkened eyes before walking off with his woman.

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SHE'S MY NOONA

Chapter 12

Jungkook's p.o.v

I finally took her home, i was proud of myself being able to take her home peacefully. She was about to go inside bit she then turned back and came towards me "Jungkook, it has been more than 3 times we crossed over is it..aniyo." she hesitated even if we both knew what it was.

"Noona, i think we are destined." I cried teasing her as she managed to laugh.

It was really cute. "Jungkook, uhm tomorrow are you free?" She asked nervously but as a noona. " aniyo i think I'd be free after sometime." I said to her curiously

"Do you want noona to take you out?" She asked smiling at herself knowing that she was trying to fulfill my promise. I was so happy that i cried happily. "Really!, no postponing?" I made her to promise me as she took my hand and we did a pinky promise with a stamp."pinky promise?" "Pinky swear." She chuckled

She then got a glimpse of my unique bracelet i cherished given by my grandad who was an artist. "That's pretty." She cried with a smile wanting to touch it but i hesitated but i stoped "Mianhaeyo, granddad gave it to me before he died i really cherish it." I said as shejust smiled and understood

"I understand i also don't like people touching my precious stuff like the ones i was given by my omma before she died too." She said sadly but just chuckled and rubbed off her tear from her cheek.

"Yah, noona your ways are still childish you should smile no matter what." I teased her as she tried defending herself and hitting me. "Tomorrow I'll arrange everything so don't get suprised arasso?!" She made a funny face making me more amused.

"Noona if i leave you one day how will you feel?" I asked her with my own reason." But she got mad and teased me still hitting my head. "Yah!, don't say that." She cried "so will you cry for me!?" I cried happily but she interrupted me "don't get your hopes up what if i don't!" She laughed sneakily making me upset.

That's when we bid each other goodnight. She was too precious for me to be with her every moment because that is what i wished for every hour of my life.

End of p.o.v

A/N p.o.v

They didn't realize Cha eun woo and I'm yoona were watching "it seems like you are being too late, Min ah is having guys chasing on her while someone close like you is scared." Yoona said as she stared at the guy leaving the house and Cha eun woo who was furious just decided to get out of the car.

Jungkook walked his way when Eun woo suddenly appeared and started a fight punching him on his face making his lips bleed and strangling him till Jungkook strongly pushed his hand aside. "What do you want!?!"

"I told you to stay away from Min ah!" Eun woo angrily cried making Jungkook just smirk "wae?, is she your property?are you jealous? All you can do is stop me but not fight for her coward!!" "Why are you even trying you are famous you have alot of pretty idols around you why Min ah?! Can't you just leave her?i'm asking this slowly" He cried desperately.

" I'm also saying this slowly that i won't give up on Min ah to me age doesn't matter cause I truly love for the first time in my 15 years.

Eun woo tried to punch him again but he avoided it " Eun woo lets not do this, we aren't children cause Min ah noona is the one to decide at the end.

He then left leaving Cha eun woo more angry." Don't be delusional if you are trying to approach Min ah as her dongsae then your wrong she just sees you that way and nothing else."

Meanwhile

Jungkook arrived back to his home only to find Suga and Jin at home playing chess. "Yah where are the others?" He asked as Suga just smirked "is that really a question you know what the other guys do."

"Ooh hyungs?" Jungkook just cried as he joined his friends "yah!, Jungkook is still young why bring that up!?" Jin cried to suga

"What the heck, he's already grown i even know he has a crush on ahjummah's granddaughter." Suga cried as if it was nothing he saw."Jungkook but what happened to you?, your lips are bleeding." Jin worried "its nothing." He said "let me guess girl problem and having a rival." Suga guessed it correctly with no stress. "It was nothing to me." He said as Jin rubbed and applied some medicine onto his mouth "seeing you like this makes me think you are totally inlove with her." Jin muttered.

Jungkook suddenly just felt his face turn red just thinking he came from there. " for how long did you know?" Jungkook asked him seriously "does it matter, what matters is mpt keeping it as a secret from us cause we are your hyungs." He cried standing up heading to his room.

"Did you ever express your feelings towards her?" He asked before he went to sleep. Jungkook seemed confused but he was ready " aniyo , she just came from breaking up from her boyfriend, i wouldn't even dare." He said as Suga noded "that's good you just need to take things slowly." He cried as he left and a smile drew my face.

"Jin ottokye i'm having a date with noona tomorrow." He cried disturbing Jin to help him since he got all jealous.

"Yah!yah!" Jin cried "but..will you be okay to leave her here have you told her yet it's your last chance still." He asked making Jungkook's mood change.

"I was going to but I'll do it tomorrow."

The next day

That afternoon

Shin min ah's p.o.v

I got all dressed up ready for a date with my super star dongsae. It just felt weird since i had dates for a long time now here i am dressed all nice just for my dongsae. I think i should wear a dress i smiled to myself hurriedly going outside.

I was all ready i got out closing the shop making sure to inform my granny that i was leaving. "Min ah you look pretty where to? On a date with a guy?" One of my usual customers commented on me.

"Aniyo its just like a promise i made to someone not an actual date." I cried as they wished me luck.

I was heading at the park making sure i called him. After i made sure unluckily the guy i never wished to see called me he wanted to meet and finish everything up.

That's right i had to finish every thing up cause our relationship was just a delusional but i couldn't leave Jungkook, I'll just hurry up then.

At the coffee shop

Right this is where we first dated, he was so cruel everything started at this shop now we were going to end it.

I sat opposite from him he looked uneasy and uncomfortable even though it hurt i just had to bear his disgusting heart.

"Mianhaeyo-" he cried as i cut him off "please get straight to the point." I cried " right, lets end it here." He said the words i knew would shutter my heart. "Everything between you and i ended yesterday." I cried painfully.

"Aah neh..then can we still be friends." He asked knowing that still it would hurt me. "Why would i be friends with a betrayal just remember we just ended everything." I cried

"Then i hope you come to our wedding with your friend we saw yesterday. Tell him i invite him and his company to our wedding." He said providing me the wedding card hurting my pride, why did it have to be him now even if i was trying to move on.

Later

I forgot myself that i drank alot getting really drunk..realising i still didn't get over him.....soon before i realised it i blacked out...

Later

ANONYMOUS P.O.V

I watched as she got drunk and passed out. My heart ached, i just realized that even if we were destined to meet we weren't destined to be together.

It was all a waste i knew she didn't get over him. What was i thinking expecting her to be with me who can't always be with her. I sat infront of her as i watched her struggle.

I think i should give up on you. I stood then gave her one of my bracelet i cherished the most. "Goodbye Min ah kumaoh for being my first kiss."

End of p.o.v

The next day

Min ah's p.o.v

I woke up with my head ache. Realising i was still wearing my yesterday's dress. I quickly rinsed my self prepared breakfast ready to visit my granny at the elder's hospital.

I visited granny and she looked fine and healthy but too bad she was suffering from dementia. "She needs to have an operation soon so we can prevent her from the critical one all you need is just 2.1M to do it." The doctor said to me.

We didn't have that much money even the restaurant couldn't get that in a month but i promised to take care of it. "Arasso, I'll look." I said thanking him.

Everything was turning difficult but at last i was free all i needed now was a job for it. I then remembered Jungkook all of a sudden something was wrong he always texts me in the morning but now he isn't perhaps he's busy it's not like i'm missing him already.

I managed to catch up with my friend Go ara on the way who looked sad and tearly obviously she didn't have a life just like i. I decided to comfort her as she started complaning to me.

"Go ara what's wrong your always happy what's wrong?" I asked her "Min ah this can't happen...!!" She cried "why? Did one of your other celebrity leave for military?!" I teased her.

"Min ah how can you make fun of me while BTS are leaving for America for one year today!"she cried.

Just hearing that made me think perhaps it was a joke. Jungkook could have told me "are you joking me!" But Go ara never jokes to things like this. Before I knew it i hurriedly ran to their company still wondering why he didn't tell me.

I reached there but everything was true i saw a lot of fans crying and shouting for BTS sudden leave for debut in America.

My energy drained off there was no need to ask cause they had already left. I scouted as tears flowed from my eyes suddenly remembering what he asked me the day before "noona, if i happen to leave will you cry and miss me?" He asked me.

Why did he think i won't miss him thats why he left, i was only teasing him. That bad person after spending more time with me now he left but why was i crying my heart was beating fast just by the thought of it. "Goodbye Kookie" i looked up in the sky seeing an aeroplane flying.

Meanwhile

In the plane

First class private

The bts and their manager were all celebrating their journey to the us going to debut there. It was really nice for adventures but it hurt leaving the people you love for a year and far away. Everyone bid their parents at the airport.

The young maknae couldn't celebrate knowing he didn't say a proper goodbye to that someone who opened up his heart that has been locked for a long time.

Everyone knew Jungkook had made a hard decision and it was part of life, the hardest choice.

"Yay! Kookie we know you loved her we all do but that had to be the choice and you made the correct one cause it's for her own good." Suga adviced as his hyungs tried to cheer him up.

"So be happy like your usual self and let her suceed on her own now." Jin adviced "yeah you can meet someone better." Tae suddenly blurted out. Making his hyungs glare "but she was better than anyone else." Jungkook muttered.

"You are right i need to forget her and move on too." Jungkook suddenly got up and went to join his hyung to drink but drank more than enough getting drunk. " she broke a promise we made but i still love her. "

This worried his hyungs as they knew it might be hard just to forget her. "That's why i hate one sided love." Tae cried "yah!,don't speak loud you never know." Suga cried.

"By the way i was so happy when he would smile all the time just because of her. "

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