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ur-jinji · 3 years

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wallflowers: part two

zuko x reader modern au

warning: sokka throws up a lot. sokka always ends up throwing up in my fics

summary: after a night at a party with the gaang and meeting zuko, you join them for breakfast and find time alone with him

a/n: i had no intention of writing a sequel & left part one off with a little bit of cliffhanger just for the fun of it but i got like two comments asking for a part two and i was like damn i feel like i owe it to yall for ending it like that,, so here you go :) i don’t really know how to feel about it

Unknown: hey :) it’s zuko

Your eyes widened at your phone in surprised.

‘He actually texted me,’ You thought to yourself in awe.

“What are you smiling about?” Katara questioned from the drivers seat of the car. She raised an eyebrow and a very smug smirk was wiped across her face.

“Uh, nothing,” You lied before turning back to your phone. You stared at the message for a moment, your fingers stuck. Why were you so nervous to text him back?

You: hey :) how’s the party?

Zuko: really boring now that you’re gone :( aang and i just went up to the guest room for bed. everyone started to leave

You smiled softly.

You: you’re so sweet!!

Zuko: i heard we might go to breakfast tomorrow. will you be there?

“We’re going to breakfast?” You asked Katara.

“Yeah, once they all rise from the dead. Sokka and Suki will probably be the ones most screwed up tomorrow,” She replied, causing you to laugh and nod in agreement.

You: yeah i’ll be there :)

Zuko: good :) see you then

You put your phone back into your pocket and could not stop smiling. Butterflies were swarming in your stomach. You eventually made it to Suki’s apartment, and you and Katara had to practically drag them inside. Once you tucked them into bed, you made yourself comfy on the couch in the living room. You pulled your phone out of your pocket and saw another text.

Zuko: did you make it to suki’s okay??

You: yes :) thanks for asking. we had to put sokka and suki to bed. i think theyll be out for the rest of the night so no funny business haha

Zuko: just give it a minute

Just a moment after Zuko sent that text, you started to hear a consistent creaking of a mattress coming from the other room

You: oh my god you’re right they’re going at it

You: i don’t even know how lmao they were knocked out a second ago

Zuko: i’ve suffered through many long nights in the same house as them. they always find a way -.-

You: god theyre animals lmfao

You: i’m gonna get some sleep, you should too!!

Zuko: okay, sleep well :)

You: you too :)

You awoke the next morning with a sliver of sunshine from the mostly closed curtains shining brightly directly on your face. It was sometime around noon. You rubbed your eyes tiredly and noticed a sound from the bathroom that sounded like gagging. You were suddenly very thankful you only had one drink the previous night. If it weren’t for Zuko, you probably would’ve had more.

You stood from the couch and followed the noise of gags. The door was wide open and you could see Sokka leant over the toilet. You walked towards him, concerned.

“Hey, buddy. Want me to get you some water?” You offered kindly as you placed a hand on his back, rubbing circles. He looked up at you with a look of disgust on his face and nodded slowly.

“I don’t know how Suki does it. She’s perfectly fine,” He mumbled before burping and leaning back over the toilet. Some vomit came up. Gross.

You made your way to the kitchen where you saw Suki, all readied up, pretty, and ready to go.

“Hey, Y/N! How did you sleep?” She chirped. She handed you a water bottle for Sokka, already knowing.

“I slept good. The couch was very comfy,” Yoh replied with a smile.

“I didn’t mean to get so trashed last night. Did I do anything embarrassing?” Suki asked.

“Nope. Sokka on the other hand...” You responded, gaining a laugh from her. Katara appeared in the kitchen and greeted the two of you. She also looked ready to go. You felt embarrassed that you were the last one up.

“I’ll go get ready real quick!” You told them before speed walking from the kitchen. You bee lined to the bathroom and gave Sokka his water.

“Thanks,” He muttered sickly.

“I’m gonna get ready in here while you puke, mkay?” You told him. He nodded and took a long drink of water. He fell backwards onto the tile floor and stared miserably up at the sealing. You went over to the vanity and rushed to get ready using Suki’s things and an extra toothbrush she left for you. As you ran a brush through your hair, you heard Sokka scramble to get back up and upchuck into the toilet some more. You finished up getting ready and made your way out of the bathroom.

You joined the girls on the couch in the living room and chatted for a while until Sokka was able to hold down his vomit. He appeared in the living room and stared miserably at the three of you.

“Don’t you look pretty,” Katara teased. “Now let’s go. Aang, Toph, and Zuko just got to the diner.”

The four of you made your way out to the car and you somehow got stuck in the back with Sokka. He looked like he was about throw up all over you.

“Suki, I hate you for calling shotgun,” You told her. She turned around from the passenger seat and giggled.

“I’m not about to be thrown up on!” She reasoned.

Sokka grumbled something incoherent and then rested his head on the window, closing his eyes. Maybe if he does throw up, he’ll just do it on the floor? Maybe.

You arrived at the diner without any puke on you and you all made your way inside. Aang waved you over at a large table when he saw the group walk in. Your eyes landed on Zuko, who had already noticed you. He smiled warmly. He was seated at the very end of the table with Toph on the other side of him. You took a seat across from him, and Suki sat beside you. You were grateful Sokka didn’t sit by you.

“Hi, Y/N,” Zuko greeted you from across the table. You greeted him back, adding a grin. You looked over the menu to busy yourself. You felt yourself becoming very nervous again in Zuko’s presence, and feeling his gaze on you didn’t help.

“You’re lucky we’re in public, snoozles. I’m ready to put you into another chokehold,” You heard Toph say, presumably to Sokka, earning laughs from the rest of the group.

The table’s waitress came over and took everyone’s orders and then proceeded to say that it may take longer because the kitchen was super backed up. Your stomach grumbled loudly in response.

“God, I’m so hungry,” You said when she walked away.

“Me too,” Sokka said moodily from the other end of the table.

“I’m surprised you even want to eat!” Katara replied to him.

“Do you think you can wait?” Zuko asked.

“I mean, I have to,” You said with a chuckle, thinking you were stating the obvious.

“I have a granola bar in my car if you want it?” He offered softly to you, nudging your shoe with his.

“Really? I wouldn’t mind having one. I’m literally starving,” You responded, ready to jump out of your seat to get the dang thing.

“Yeah, let’s go,” Zuko said as he got up from his chair. You followed him out of the diner and into the parking lot, making small talk on the way to his car. Once you arrived at the destination, he opened the cardoor and fished a granola bar from his school backpack.

“I always have an emergency snack just in case for...y’know...emergencies,” He explained, his voice sounding anxious. You thanked him and ripped that sucker open. You split it in half and handed a half out to him.

“Please share it with me! I don’t want to spoil my entire appetite on accident,” You begged him.

Zuko grabbed the other half and then leaned against the door, munching on his half. You joined him against the door and looked up at him.

“So, did Sokka and Suki keep you up?” He asked.

“Not really. It was quickie,” You answered with a chuckle.

“You’re lucky. They kept me up for two hours once. It was awful,” He said, breathing out a shaky laugh. His nerves were becoming more and more obvious. “I’m not as bold as I was last night.”

“Well, the nickname liquid courage might explain it,” You joked.

“Wanna go for a walk?” Zuko asked with a hopeful expression. You nodded in response and the two of you began a trek out of the parking walk and down some sidewalk. The two of you spent the time sharing stories about your past and friends. You couldn’t help but notice how every so often, his hand would accidentally brush against your knuckles as you walked, causing a few blushes. You ended up at a large mural on the side of an abandoned bricked building on an empty street. It depicted the city abstractly. You looked up in admiration.

“We don’t have very many murals in my town. Just graffiti of random names,” You said to him. “It’s beautiful.”

You walked up to the mural, and as you got closer to the bricks, you reached out a hand, touching the paint gently, and running your fingers down the bricks. Zuko copied you, and his hand accidentally got a little too close to yours. His index finger lightly grazed your pinky. You both froze for a moment, taking in the rush that the contact gave. Zuko turned to you with a soft expression, which you returned.

“We should probably head back. Our food might be ready,” You said, nerves taking over you. You pulled your hand away from the bricks.

“Wait,” Zuko told you hurriedly. “I’ll regret not doing this.”

Before you could ask him what he meant, his hands found their way under your cheekbones. Zuko leaned forward and his eyes fluttered shut. His lips touched yours, causing a rush to race throughout your body. You immediately kissed him back, feeling like you’ve been deprived of his touch all your life. His lips moved quickly against yours like it was urgent. You opened your mouth slightly, welcoming his tongue, which seemed more than happy to enter. You eventually pulled away to catch your breath, both of you panting heavily. Zuko smirked and then leaned in for one more quick kiss, then another, then another, then another, pulling away for a second inbetween each one.

“I’m sorry. I’ve been wanting to do that since last night, but didn’t want to give you the wrong idea. I just really like you,” Zuko explained through his deep breaths. You grinned and pulled him back in for more to tell him you felt the same way. You eventually separated again, and you shared a smile with him.

“I like you too, Zuko. You replied, caressing his cheek, smiling and breathing out one final deep breath. “Let’s head back before our food gets cold.”

Zuko nodded with a small opened mouth smile. The two of you began your walk back, and he surprised you again by taking your hand in his, entwining your fingers.

As you walked back, you couldn’t help but think about transferring colleges.

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teeswrites · 3 years

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Malibu- C.H

Malibu

Ashton, Calum, Luke, and Michael were dropped on Calum's couch staring at the ceiling. Beer cans all over the carpet, letting some remaining liquid drip from it and make stains on the grey soft fabric, where his socked feet were resting He didn't give a shit about it. They were pretty legless (*for those that don't know: legless is the same as veeeery wasted for us Aussie! :D), and he had bigger problems than some beer puddles over his apartment. Calum grabbed his phone and texted the first person on his dm. she. She had become the first person in everything lately

[2 pm]

Calum: 'wanna hang?'

She replied in seconds

'omw ;)'

He smiled and blocked his phone again letting his head drops on the couch's back. "I am fucking starving." Luke started to complain "yeah, me too. Hey, Cal" he let a groan that should be a "what?" to Michael "can you text your girlfriend and ask her to bring some food?" how the fuck he knew he had texted her. It might be the stupid smile across his stupid face. "she isn't my girlfriend" but he texted her the same way, she gently answered 'like pickles in your burger?' he smiled 'throw away the damn pickles' and let his head rests on the couch's back again and closed his eyes "she will stop at Maccas" "she's fucking awesome" "my best friend" Luke bragged "she should be your girlfriend, Cal" "not your business, Ash..." "Ouch! Easy, man, just saying" he swallowed a "fuck you" and just answered with silence. she should be his girlfriend, but he wasn't sure about what they were. When he heard the knock on the door his heart almost skipped the beats and he stood up faster than he wanted to "and he said that doesn't want anything serious" Ash teased "you like to tease, huh?" "you have no idea" "fuck me, Irwin" "I wish, but she'd be jealous" Calum showed to Ashton his middle finger and they laughed before he opened the door at the same moment she will knock again "hey" "'sup, Cal?" she stood on her tiptoes and pecked his lips, he grinned "come in" "thanks" she walked to Calum's living room and dropped her tired body on the couch, the college will kill her anytime. And soon. But she was there still "hey, boys!" "Hey!" they answered together "I bought some burgers" in the second after she put the bag over the coffee table Michael sat up and grabbed it like he did not eat for days and started to distribute between the other two dead bodies lying next to him. Calum sat down at her side pulling her closer to him and resting one hand on her waist and his head on her shoulder, her hands moving to his hair and caressing it smoothly. "'re you okay?" Luke asked his best friend "I'm good. Just tired" "studying lots?" "more than I can handle" the exams will come soon and the professors have no mercy with the students "they keep dropping mountains and mountains of knowledge in our heads" "you should rest a little" "yeah" "for your luck you have the best friend in the world" "what you have in mind?" "The question is 'what I have in my pocket?'" Luke took off his black, skinny jeans pocket a key. A key. she knew that key "Fucking Lord, what happened to your grandma?" "She is in Italy and the house is in my care" "lucky bastard" "I think we should spend the weekend there. What do you think?" "God, yes!" "What Thelma and Louise are talking about?" "grandma's Malibu house" "I'm in" "me too" "I don't remember to invite you two" "we clearly don't care" he chuckled "what about you, Cal?" "Yeah, it will be nice" he answered uninterested "wow, Calum how you are zippy today" "fuck yourself" Ashton laughed "you are too down today, eat something will make your mood get better" "'m not hungry" "what?! I practically had to beg for the McDonald's guy for a no-pickles burger" "sorry…" "what happened to you?" "Pms" they laughed "I swear to God I'll punch your face Ashton!" she twisted her body turned to his side to give him all her attention he grinned with her act and squeezed her waist "nothing to you worry about" "are you sure?" "yes" he whispered and kissed her quickly on the lips before get up and walk towards the bathroom. Michael groaned in pleasure when he finished his burger "I was starving! Thank you. Luke, hug her for me, I am too far" "it was nothing" Luke wrapped his long arms around her, she snuggled and hummed with the comfort "do you want us to pay you back?" "oh, don't need to, like to take care of you guys" "I have the best friend in the world" "me?" Calum asked when came back to his living room, already feeling jealous. He knew that she was Luke's friend for more time than he and that was Luke who introduced them, but he couldn't help himself "she" "really? I think 'm way better than her" Calum teased her and received in response a socked

foot on his stomach "you will not hurt anyone with these smurf feet" "oh, fuck you!" he grinned and started making circles on her heel trying to forget how much he loves her small feet while she smiled to he "seriously, Cal if you two don't run away to Vegas and get eloped, I will put you guys on my trunk and force you to do it" she giggled, but he rolled his eyes, dropped her foot on the couch and made his way to the bedroom "I think he is mad with you, Ash" "his lost" he shrugged "Alright beautiful people if we gonna leave for the weekend is better we go pack our shits" "yeah, is better" "where we'll meet?" "her place" "why mine?" "Your car is bigger and comfier. And the only one that the engine turns on at the first attempt" "fine, but you drive" "don't need to ask twice" "okay, see you two later" "at 8" "At 8 will be" "later" "later". Michael slammed the door behind him. "what's wrong with Calum?" she asked "bad mood, I guess. Want me to talk with him?" "no, babe, go pack your stuff and I talk with him" "ok" he untied she, giving a kiss on her forehead "see you later, sweetheart" "see u" Luke stood up and yelled to Calum hears him from the bedroom "I'M LEAVING CAL!" "YOU'RE LEAVING LATE IN MY OPINION!" "OH FUCK YOU!" "TRUST ME, I WILL!" Luke laughed and closed the door behind him. She made her way to Calum's bedroom where she already spent a lot of time in and leaned her shoulder on the doorway "hello" "hi" he was splayed at his bed like a starfish "can I join you?" "sure" he shrank himself to the side so she could jump in his bed like a child going to sleep on their parent's bed, what made he smile and giggle "hello again" "hi again" "are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" "no" "uh, alright" they kept the silence for some seconds while she tried to tangle herself on his arms, but he smiled amused and did not help her "asshole" he laughed "oh, come here your fucking kid" he pulled her that was laid next to him, to lay on his chest and a loud groan left his lips before he answers her "you and Luke" he mumbled "what?" "You asked what was wrong: you and Luke" "are you jealous?" "yes" "he is my best friend. He is your best friend" "I know" "I had been sleeping with you" "know that too" and he knew it well "so what is this about?" he flipped his body to be over her and look inside her eyes "you are amazing, he is amazing and you too know each other so well, are so close. And I'm... just me" "it should be a compliment, right?" "I am talking serious" "me too, but, hey you're lucky that I'm more into jerkasses" she teased what made him smile squeezing his eyes, but he opened it again and he felt her hands cupping his face and she staring at his lips, so he pushed down and kissed her deeply, passionated. Soon her hands were sliding down his whole body stopping on the button of his black, ripped jeans ready to take off of him, but Calum stopped the kiss, swallowed, and laid down at her side again what made her feels confused "uh, you... you should go pack your stuff" "what? pack my stuff?" something was wrong, he never refused sex before 'will he break up with me?' she thought "ok" she put herself up and walked towards the door "hey!" "hum?" "need me to drive you home?" "no, like to walk" "oh, okay" "want to come with me?" he wanted to say 'yes' really, wanted to have sex with her (good and sweaty) let her fall sleep on his arms and wake up late to the trip, forget to put clean underwear on the bag and hear the boys make jokes about the reason that they were late, but... "I will take a shower, you know?" "I have a shower in my place" she raised an eyebrow teasing him again, one last try, but he just kept in silence, she nodded "see you later, Cal" and left his apartment ...he couldn't fall in love with her.

They met at her place two hours early than they had agreed, she was taking a shower when heard Michael yelling into her living room. "Don't you regret of gave a key to Luke?" "No, like when he is around. Less when I am studying, you know how noisy he can be." now she was on her couch talking with Ashton while the other three was in the kitchen pretending they were barmen "you have a very nice place" "thanks, my grandparents left to me" "I'm sorry" "Oh, it's okay they are alive. They moved to Indiana" "oh, that's nice" "it is" "who wants margaritas???" Luke walked to the living room caring two glasses of margaritas "thank you, Luke" "cheers!" he drank with his best mate when she gasped "you should not drink you'll drive!" "I can drive" "at least someone is behaving. I will love to punish those who don't obey me" she said naughty and Luke laughed loudly he loved when she made sexual jokes "Ash is embarrassed" Michael appeared in the living room yelling (already drunk) with Calum "who is embarrassed?" "Ash. Look he is blushing!" they all laughed "sorry, Ash" "it's fine... Excuse me" Ash made his way to the kitchen and Calum sat next to her where Ashton was before "hey Calum" "what's up Mike?" "You and her will have to control, you know?" "what you're talking about?" "The noise. Not allowed to be loud" Calum laughed "how many margaritas you drank already?" "The margaritas..." He paused and burped 'gross' he continued "the problem is not the margaritas, but the shots" "well, I think that it will not be a problem, Mike" "you are quite loud, babe" she raised an eyebrow and looked to Calum "well, no sex no noise, and you already have made it very clear to me" she stood up and walked to the kitchen to fill her glass and Luke followed her "wow! Calum Hood, what you did wrong?" Ashton dropped at his side very interested in the chaos "I refused fuck with her earlier" "what?! Why, dude?" Ashton and Michael laughed "have my reasons..." he mumbled and blushed a little "ok, they must be good 'cause, bro she is a hottie one and hotties do not are used to be rejected. So she will, naturally, get mad with you" 'he didn't know about her past' Calum thought "Ash... Just be quiet" "alright. Hey Michael did you watched the video I sent you?" Ashton moved the subject leaving Calum only with his thoughts.

"What happened, honey?" "He is acting weird" "yeah..." "He didn't want to have sex, didn't want to walk home with me, didn't let me tease him" "don't have a clue why he is doing this" "he was being paranoiac..." "About what?" "About us" she whispered "hum?" "About us" "about us? But don't exist an 'us'" "I know" "Jesus, man... what are you gonna do?" "Get wasted" Luke chuckled "you always have the best ideas" then filled his glass.

Was a little after 8 pm when they left: Ashton driving, Calum at his side and the trio in the back: Michael sleeping at the right, Luke in the middle, and she in the left with her head dropped on Luke's shoulder his arm around her while they count how many trucks they see in the road "how many you already saw?" "Eighteen, I guess" "damn it! I'm losing" "what you guys are doing?" Ashton asked interested in what the friends were doing "We are counting lorries" Calum widened his eyes and look at her "lorries?" "Yes" "wtf are lorries?" "Trucks" "are you British now?" "No, but my last boyfriend was" 'oh, yes. He is British' "I miss him. Do you still hang?" Luke used to hang out with them when he broke up with his girlfriend "Yes, I had lunch with him last week" "send hello when you see him again" "okay" "do you still talk with him" "yes, Ash, we are still friends" "you two truly love each other. I mean after all of that you keep supporting him. It's love" Luke always says too much when he is drunk "I think so" but she was pretty wasted too "why did you break up?" "He discovered he is more into boys, you know..." Ashton looked to Calum already regretting what he said about her earlier "I'm sorry" "yeah, it's alright. He is happy that's what matters" "it's very nice of you..." "Well, he would do the same for me" she said with sadness in her voice and Ashton cleaned his throat "Can I sleep, Luke?" "Yes, sure. Come here" he pulled her to be more comfortable on his chest and she fell asleep, soon he did it too. "I think is only us, bro" "yeah, uh, Cal" "hum?" "Honestly, why are you sat here? Why are you not where Luke is? With her laying in your chest, hands playing in her thighs, teasing each other, kissing?" he licked his lips and swallowed dryly, looked back to certify they were sleeping "I'm afraid" "afraid? Is she spanking you?" Calum blushed "she spanks you?" Ashton laughed "it happened once or twice. Sometimes she is bossy in bed. But anyway is not about it" "So why the hell are you refusing sex?" "I am afraid of fall in love with her" "you? falling in love?" "I am falling for her and faster. But I can't" "wow. Why not? You guys are great together" "she isn't mine. And I'm afraid to ask her to be" "you can't live with fear, bro" "yeah…" "honestly, she is awesome and if you don't risk yourself, someone will and you will lose her" "I know" "just keep it in your mind" "I will. Thanks, Ash" "no problems, mate. I should have a talk show" "hell yeah, you totally should" they kept talking about the imaginary Ashton's talk show for the rest of the trip.

Was at least midnight when she put on a bikini and jumped on the swimming pool, the boys were making some midnight barbecue, now all drunk, listening to some classic rock, and getting high again. "Beautiful..." "hey" "can we talk?" "Yes! hum, actually I was thinking about the same thing" she was soberer now "good" he dived into the pool and stand next to her "I am sorry about what I said earlier. Sex isn't everything and you're not obligated to do if you're not in the mood. It's just so great that I can't help myself…" she started and he looked into her eyes calmly, taking her hands in his own, she was despaired for an answer and let he knew with her gaze, but he just stepped closer guiding her hands and arms to involve his body, resting his chin on the top of her head and whispered "I want you to be mine" "I will love to be yours" she whispered back and he grinned "sex it's actually really great, isn't it?" "more than it usually is" "so, are you saying that I'm pretty good in bed?" she laughed "you satisfy me, more than the other boys I had slept with" "is it includes Luke?" she smiled "well, I don't remember a lot, but I think so" he grinned at her. Luke and she had already banged a few years ago at some random party, both wasted. Calum knew that and didn't care 'old shit' he thought.

"HEY, LUKE!" "WHAAAATTT?" "SHE SAID SEX WITH ME IS BETTER THAN WITH YOU!" she blushed "Calum!" "damn it!" Luke mumbled more to himself "HEY, CAL!" "HUM?" "SUCK ME!" "I WISH TO, BUT I WILL BE BUSY DOING SOMETHING THAT YOU DIDN'T WHEN HAD THE CHANCE!" Luke laughed out loud and showed to Calum a middle finger. He actually made his bestie come over and over, at the point she thought he had a magic wand instead of a penis, but Calum didn't need to know. Luke winked at her before put his focus on the grill again, she nodded in thanks "did you guys stopped to talk about my orgasms?" "yes, babe" he pulled her legs to his waist and cupped her bum and kissed her, a calm and delicious kiss "want to go to the bedroom and let me put in practice what we were talking about?" "Do you really want to?" "More than you can imagine" "'re you sure?" he whispered at her ear "my handjobs are not like yours" he teased what made her get off his arms and went out of the pool. She pulled his wrist indicating to him to made his way out of the pool to follow her "good night boys" "good night!" Calum smiled at them that was making obscene gestures "yes, we are going to bang and you are not!" she laughed what made the boys stop and focus on another thing. Already in the bedroom Calum was laying in the bed where she said to he waits, she came out of the bathroom and she climbed the mattress to stay at his top "hey, gorgeous" "Cal, if you have to hand job yourself earlier, why you suggested me to leave?" "I was avoiding sex" "why?" "I was avoiding have great moments with you." "Because...?" "I was afraid of fall for you. Don't know about your feelings for me and I am afraid to discover" "I like you a lot" "do you?" "I really do. Wished that you asked me to be yours before" he smiled "I wanted too" "fear makes us do things that we don't want to" "yes" "hope you're not afraid of making me cum" she teased and he squeezed her hips, she kissed he and untied her bikini top "I lie. Don't like you a lots" he widened his eyes "I love you" "love me?" "Yeah. Love everything on you." "It doesn't mean that you love me" "it does" she kissed his neck, his jaw, his lips that tasted like beer "love everything single piece of you. If you puzzle it all together it's you" he smiled "how can you love me?" "ask myself the same every day" he giggled and kissed her again, this time teasing.

She untied the bikini bottom letting him feels how wet she was "fuck" "yes, fuck" they kissed again and again, hot and despaired for each other, he stopped the kiss and she looked at him confused "I'm waiting for an answer" she rolled her eyes but answered he the same way "love you because it's you" he smiled and for the first time let himself fall for her "love you too" he mumbled and she continued the kiss before he took off his swimming short and gave to her want she wanted, what they wanted, 'cause now was not she, was not he, but they.

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0606-hyuck · 6 years

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Oh, Baby!

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x Reader

Word Count: 2.8k

Description: There’s no competition you can’t win. No task you can’t complete. But when you’re asked to babysit your friend’s child, you just might have discovered your limits.

A/N: I’m back bitches.

Masterlist: Click!

Your grip tightened on your phone, jaw going slack as you watched the other player sink the remaining three balls. The words ‘you lose!’ followed by ‘Chanyeol beat Y/N at 8 Ball Pool’ flashed angrily at you from the screen.

“You...you what?” Was all you could manage. An old woman seated across from you on the train glared daggers at you because of your outburst, but you were already distracted by your phone again as a text came through.

pcy ♥️

5:03pm: yessssss! he wins again!!!!

‘No fair,’ you text back. ‘You cheated.’

‘You wish I cheated, you just can’t admit that you lost to me again :p.’

You didn’t reply. Minutes passed.

pcy ♥️

5:07pm: aww come on, Y/N, don’t be a sore loser :)

“I’m not,” you thought bitterly, but you eventually relented. Okay, maybe you were. Just slightly. But you couldn’t help it! You were just competitive by nature. Which meant almost anything you and your boyfriend did was laced with a hint of friendly competition. Even 8 Ball Pool. But who doesn’t want to win 8 Ball Pool?

pcy ♥️

5:08pm: are you sure you don’t want me to help tonight?

Chanyeol’s text drew your attention back down to your phone, but you looked up quickly as the train slowed, realising that if he hadn’t text you again you would have completely missed your stop.

“Y/N, welcome!” Your best friend, Minhee, exclaimed as she let you into her apartment. You’d known Minhee since high school, when you’d both played on the football team, and, like you, Minhee had a very competitive streak. Your friendship was filled with laughs and bets, as you’d dare each other to talk to groups of cute boys or scream random things because you were just so happy. That was, until Minhee met her now fiancée, Eunjin, and decided to settle down and have a child. Nevertheless, you agreed to babysit for the night. It was the least you could do. It was only for a few hours, anyway.

“We really appreciate you doing this for us, Y/N,” spoke Eunjin, leading you into the kitchen. Both her and Minhee wore beautiful sequined dresses, as they were going to meet Eunjin’s parents for dinner.

“Yeah, no problem! You guys deserve to have a break every once in a while,” you smiled.

“Honestly, you weren’t our first choice of babysitter. But my parents are out of town and Jinnie’s, well, you know,” Minhee admitted.

“Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence,” you laughed.

“But I know you, and you’ll be fine! There’s some baby formula in this cupboard.” Your friend pointed to a place above their fridge. “And there is some baby food and mashed cooked apple that just needs to be heated up in there, also.”

“Sweet, got it.”

“Shit, Min, we’re going to miss our reservation!” Eunjin cried, rushing to the living room and grabbing her handbag.

“She should fall asleep around 9ish, maybe before. There’s a list on the table if you forget anything. Thank you again!” Your best friend cried before being dragged out of the door by her partner.

You sighed loudly. In all their haste, they hadn’t even told you where their daughter was. In the kitchen you found the list they’d left you, but it was brief and extremely vague. The most useful piece of information on it was the words ‘Kyungmi, seven months old” in neat handwriting at the top of the paper.

You looked up after hearing a quiet gurgle, and followed the sound to the bedroom where a cot was situated near the wardrobe. As you walked closer, the noises stopped. However, there was a loud giggle of amusement from the cot when you peered over the side cautiously. Laughing away was Kyungmi, who you guessed had been sleeping but only just now woke up. Lucky you. You stared at her gummy smile and wide chocolate brown eyes before visibly shuddering and leaning back in disgust. You were looking into the eyes of a pure monster.

Now, it wasn’t like Kyungmi had done anything to you personally to make you feel bad towards her - you’d literally only met her once before anyway, a few days after she’d been adopted, and, despite being naked, bald, and toothless, all your other friends were cooing over her and calling her the cutest thing ever. You thought she looked just like any other one month old.

And now, six months later, you were babysitting her. Despite having grown some hair and being clothed, she still looked like some weird alien baby - you figured you’d just never find her cute. The truth was, you hated babies. Children of any age were brats. They were all leeches; gross alien life-forms that literally sucked the years from those unfortunate ones that had to look after them. And today, that was you.

Okay, so maybe you were overreacting just a little bit. Maybe you were just salty Minhee had chose looking after a baby over going out partying with you. Maybe it was because your relatives were pestering you and your boyfriend to have a child, despite being only twenty-three and twenty-five respectively. Or maybe it was simply because you were just not equipped to deal with all the spitting and shitting that babies do. Yeah, that was probably it.

You begrudgingly bent down and scooped Kyungmi up (keeping her at arms length, of course, by holding her out in front of you like a toy doll), all the while you were subjected to that annoyingly creepy giggle that your friends went kookoo over.

You left her on the couch while your ran to heat up the precooked apple in the microwave while also constantly checking Kyungmi hadn’t fallen off the couch and banged her head or had run off and electrocuted herself with the TV cords. Sure, you didn’t like babies, but you also didn’t want to be blamed if the toddler somehow injured herself in your care.

After what seemed like an eternity (but was actually only twenty seconds), the microwave finally dinged and you rushed to find a spoon for Kyungmi. The giggling continued as you tried to feed her - she obviously found it absolutely hilarious that you would sigh dramatically every time she pushed the spoon away from her mouth, sometimes causing the citric mush to fall onto and stain your jeans.

After battling with her for a good ten minutes, she’d finally given in and ate the apple.

“Success!” You cried, throwing your hands towards the ceiling. Kyungmi wriggled in excitement on the seat, and let out an impressive ‘B U R P’.

“Uh oh, that there is no universe in which that is a good sign,” you said, picking her up and bringing her chin to rest on your shoulder. You patted her back with your palm gently, unsure of what you were actually supposed to be achieving. You were pretty sure by doing this your were forcing her to burp so she wouldn’t choke...or something. You’d read it somewhere.

You suddenly felt a wetness seep through the fabric of your top near your shoulder, and although the feeling was absolutely disgusting, you figured your were doing something right.

You were wrong.

After a particularly hard thump, Kyungmi let out a bone-rattling burp, followed by the apple you’d previously spent ten minutes trying to feed her. You realised what was happening a second too late, and your white t-shirt had the marks to prove it.

“What. the. Fuck,” you squealed, glancing down at yourself in a mixture of horror and disbelief. As Kyungmi hiccupped away, you ridded yourself of your shirt and raided the closest in the bedroom, settling for a plain black tee your hoped was Minhee’s rather than Eunjin’s.

You considered ringing an actual professional babysitter to look after the monster in the lounge - that would allow you a couple of hours baby-free before you could return and pretend you’d been there all along. But really, you didn’t have the extra cash to hire someone to do this job for you, and you were facing your fear of children at the same time! And she’d vomited on you, so what? It’s not like you’d never experienced being covered in sick after a wild night out before anyway. How much worse could it get?

When you returned to the lounge, there was a foul stench wafting from the child’s direction, which you were fairly sure was not the same smell as before. Barf: gross, but nothing you couldn’t handle. Shit: well, that was an entirely different can of worms.

Kyungmi watched you curiously from the couch, although you refused to make eye contact with her. You fretted with your phone case for a moment before sighing loudly and slumping on the couch. What were your supposed to do with a baby, anyway?

Being an only child, you’d never had to care for anyone before. You’d never even had a cat or dog to look after, for goodness sake! The only pets you’d had were two goldfish called Oscar and Nemo, and it’s not like goldfish do anything. Besides, they’d only lasted a few weeks before you’d forgotten to feed them and found them floating upside down one day. Barely looking after goldfish for two weeks didn’t even begin to compare to looking after a real, live human baby with thoughts and feelings, for obvious reasons.

You decided to give Kyungmi your house keys to play with for a time while you surfed Instagram (and god help us if she so much as dared to put the keys in her mouth). They kept her entertained for a good twenty minutes before your phone rang and you confiscated the keys so you could actually hear the person on the other end.

“Hello?” Said the deep voice on the phone for the nth time, considering hanging up and ringing back again.

“Oh god, Chanyeol, hi,“ you replied quickly.

“How are you going, babe?” Your boyfriend asked.

“Well, I’d say good. Kyungmi is a very...well behaved child.”

“Wow, I’m surprised. I thought you would have called child services or burned the house down by now!” Chanyeol was joking, of course, but you weren’t having any of it. Not today.

“Oh my god! Why does everyone keep underestimating me? Seriously, no one has any faith in me, do they?” You weren’t exactly yelling, but your raised voice and sudden outburst must have started Kyungmi. The crying started. At first it was just a quiet sob, but it soon became a full on, ear shattering wail. There was silence on Chanyeol’s end of the phone.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he sighed. “But, is that crying?”

“No, well, yes,” you stammered. “It’s a, uh, baby on television...we’re watching 16 And Pregnant.”

“Right...”

“I can turn the volume down,” you exclaimed, rising from the couch and walking to the bedroom in a bid to drown out the crying. “See, it’s turned down now.”

There was another pause on the end of the receiver. “Y/N, you’re not really watching TV, are you?”

“...no,” you admitted. “Oh god, Chanyeol, I can’t fucking do this. The damn baby spilled apple mush on me and then puked over my top and started screaming when I took my keys away and-” you choked back a sob, “I’m the literal worst at this.”

Your boyfriend just laughed, so loudly in fact that you had to pull your phone away in fear of damaging your ears.

“It’s not funny, Park Chanyeol,” you stated seriously. “She ruined a really nice white shirt.”

“Aww babe,” Chanyeol sighed - you could almost see him wiping a tear from his eye that had appeared after laughing too hard. “Why don’t you text me the address and I’ll come see you in a few?”

Relief (in the form of Chanyeol) could not come any sooner. Staying true to his word, he’d skipped take outs with his friends Minseok and Baekhyun and got to you as fast as he could. Meanwhile, Kyungmi hadn’t stopped crying, and two of the neighbours had actually come knocking on the door with complaints about the noise.

“Thank god you’re here,” you said, rushing to hug your boyfriend the moment he stepped through the door. “I was seriously considering throwing myself down a flight of stairs. At least then I wouldn’t have to deal with all this crying.”

Chanyeol hugged you back, wrapping his large arms around you and pulling you into his warmth, before pinching his nose at the revolting smell coming from the loud toddler.

“So, this is the little monster you were talking about?” Said Chanyeol as he released you, his voice sounding oddly high pitched due to him holding his nose. “That nappy needed changing hours ago.”

“Yeah, I’m really sorry. But let’s be real here, we all knew there was no way in hell I was dealing with a nappy change.”

“That is true. But hey, we can do it together now!” Chanyeol noticed the look on your face and groaned. “Okay, I’ll do it this time if you go find me a clean nappy and a towel.”

You happily did as you were told, just glad Chanyeol was taking one for the team and doing it instead of you. While you were searching for the items, you realised Kyungmi’s cries had softened to no more than a small whimper; you rubbed your temples in relief and let out a loud sigh. You placed the towel on the ground, handed Chanyeol the clean nappy, and left him to change it like the utter champ he was while you made up some baby formula in the kitchen.

When you returned, Chanyeol had disposed of the dirty nappy and was cradling Kyungmi in his arms, her chin resting on his shoulder.

“No, no, no, don’t do-” You had intended to head towards the pair and set the baby down somewhere else before she up-chucked on Chanyeol too when you stopped in your tracks. Kyungmi let out a yawn as her eyes fluttered shut and she snuggled closer into Chanyeol’s neck.

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

Your boyfriend turned around to face you, a large grin plastered on his face. He was clearly enjoying being Kyungmi’s favourite.

“Wow,” you murmured appreciatively. “Why are you so good with children, Yeol?”

“Because I’m dating you,” he cheekily quipped back. “You’re basically an adult-child.”

“Hey!” You followed Chanyeol into the bedroom where the cot was as he prepared to put the toddler to sleep. Chanyeol felt her shift in his grip and he turned around quickly; you nearly got hit in the face with a baby butt.

“This is some cute shit, Y/N,” he said, twirling the baby around so you could see her peaceful face. “ I don’t get why you hate babies so much,” Chanyeol continued, “like, you were literally a child once yourself, you know.”

“Nope, I was never this needy,” you spoke as your boyfriend placed Kyungmi in the cot. “I was basically born an adult.”

Chanyeol turned to you, one eyebrow raised right up into his hairline. “What the fuck, Y/N. That’s a terrifying thought.” He focused his attention back on the sleeping child, pulling the fluffy blanket around her, but soon his whole body was shaking with supressed laughter.

“Oh my god, now I’m imagining you being born with a PhD and a car and a mortgage on a house and-” he cut himself off with his own laughter, grabbing at his sides and doubling over, nearly hitting his head on the edge of the cot.

“God, you’re such a noob,” you chuckled, quickly steering Chanyeol away from the bedroom before he woke up Kyungmi with his howling laughter. “That’s the thing nightmares are made of.”

You and Chanyeol were halfway through your second movie when Minhee and Eunjin returned just after 11pm. To your absolute relief, Kyungmi hadn’t stirred since she’d been put to bed, which meant you and Chanyeol could order the takeaway he was supposed to be getting with his friends and have your own little date night.

After checking her daughter was actually where you’d said she was and that you hadn’t actually thrown her out of the window or something, Minhee returned with a look of pure awe on her face.

“Wow, Y/N, you did an amazing job!”

“It was mostly Chanyeol actually, he saved both Kyungmi and I from going crazy,” you laughed.

“Well, we have this work party next Tuesday, would you mind-”

“Nope, sorry! We managed today but this will not happen again,” you hastily replied, pulling Chanyeol up from the couch before you could get roped into babysitting that monster again.

“Oh, that’s okay. Well see you, Y/N, Chanyeol!” Minhee called out to you.

Chanyeol slung his arm around your shoulder as you sauntered to his car. “Y/N, I know you don’t think so, but you’re going to be an amazing mother one day. I can’t wait to be a parent with you.”

The smile that spread over Chanyeol’s features was so bright and genuine that there was no way you could argue with him. You bumped your head against his chest affectionately. “It will be awesome; so long as you’re on nappy duty!”

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